Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1187 Change

Upon hearing the captain’s instructions, Nina pouted and pointed out the window.

“Are any of Frank’s experiments not strange?”

“…” Cattleya was momentarily at a loss for words. All she could do was sigh and say, “If there are any signs of danger, write to me immediately.”

As a Mysticologist, she also had her own messenger.

“Alright.” Nina puffed her chest out and said, “If there’s anything to blame, it’s solely because I’m the most mature and reliable person on the Future.”

Having said that, she asked curiously, “Captain, what are you doing in Loen? What mission did you take on? Are you going to engage in some sabotage raids behind enemy lines?”

Nina was of Feysacian descent, and she was considered half-Intis. She naturally had some inclinations in the recent war; therefore, she guessed that her captain had established contact with Intis’s intelligence department.

“…You could say that,” Cattleya replied sternly.

In a sense, Nina’s guess wasn’t wrong. She had indeed taken on a mission and was dealing damage in Loen’s capital, Backlund. However, her target wasn’t an official faction, but a cultist.

Furthermore, there’s still a chance to meet the Queen. She probably hasn’t left Backlund yet, and the earliest she’ll leave is probably after the new year… Upon thinking of this, Cattleya suddenly felt a little excited.

Ever since she left the Dawn, she hadn’t really met Queen Mystic. She only had letters to communicate with her, or despite being on the same boat, they didn’t communicate with one another for some reason.

Nina didn’t dare to press further as she pointed to the door and said, “Captain, is there anything else? If not, we’ll leave.”

Cattleya nodded, indicating that this Future boatswain could leave with her subordinates.

Just as Nina held the handle and gently twisted it, Cattleya suddenly recalled something and hurriedly shouted, “Nina.”

“Hmm?” Nina, whose blonde hair was tied into a high ponytail, turned around with a confused expression.

“Don’t drink!” Cattleya emphasized seriously. “When I return to the ship, you’ll be allowed to have your fill.”

Nina immediately revealed a charming smile.

“Deal!”

Cattleya thought for a moment before exhorting,

“Apart from Frank, you have to take note of Heath’s condition. Don’t let him generate curiosity towards unknown voices, and don’t let him be overly exhausted. Also, pull Ottolov out of his room frequently, and control the frequency and times he interacts with mysticism knowledge. Also…”

“I know, I know. Don’t I know them all too well?” Nina waved her hand and agreed.

closed the door behind them, Cattleya cast

few minutes, she took out a tarot card from

with a glass lantern and a staff:

…

night, Backlund, Empress Borough,

opened her eyes. She took

walked to the full-body mirror in the room. Through the crimson moonlight shining

brightly and limpid. It was so clear that one

time she opened them again,

small depression appeared on her face. Her eyes curved slightly as she silently praised

finally

had completely digested

herself, and her predictions, she had originally believed that it would take until February for her to digest the potion. To her surprise, she had

were a result of a mental illness, lucid dreams, dreams caused by the influence of evil spirits and wraiths, and the dreams of

when entering a dream, thus avoiding danger. However, those demigods had hidden themselves very well. Only when

wasn’t discovered all those times. She ended up accumulating experience, and she began carefully touring, traveling, observing,

experience. After that, she attempted creating multiple dreams within dreams. Some attempted to hide behind the scenes in her dreams and guide them in an ingenious manner to develop and interfere with

only observing, recording, and not making any interference. Yet, this strangely accelerated the

her conclude

the scenes. It’s so that even if the

few people with serious mental illnesses had unknowingly recovered

normal for a dream to appear strange

even be caught by a demigod and be thrown into a Beyonder prison or directly be killed… When did my luck become so good? It seems like it started after I sacrificed the ice-cream to that Fate domain’s angel, uh—”His” Blessed… Uh… Audrey looked at her reflection and blinked her

scanned her bedroom, and walked

on it was a deck

a girl who enjoyed mysticism, it was normal for her to have a deck of tarot

the card at the top with her fingertip. She slowly took a deep breath and muttered to herself, The fighting at the Amantha mountain range is getting

already lost a

of the Hornacis mountain range

a significant advantage at sea, our

Alfred is still there…

this war

has already given me the Manipulator’s potion formula and main ingredient… The seven drops of tears that were shed from intense human emotions have also been

Mentor’s golden leaves were obtained via a trade with Little Sun. I’m just short of the blood of an

the Psychology Alchemists. Before Hvin Rambis died, I was already the person-in-charge of a small psychological discussion group…

This can last for at least fifteen minutes. When I succeed in advancing, I’ll converge my spirituality and complete my cueing.

actually learned how to fake things. What’s more, it’s on

Audrey began to think about the kind of situation to use

to drink the potion while in the midst of an emotional resonance generated during a special occasion

came up

Goddess’s Winter