Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188 Thick-Skinned

Summon his messenger… As Judgment of the Tarot Club, as a member of MI9, Xio understood what a messenger meant. Furthermore, she knew that the middle ranks of the Numinous Episcopate widely used messengers.

Before she could ask for more details, she saw Fors walk towards the guest room on the first floor with her eyes vacant and footsteps listless. She said with an ethereal voice, “Let me sleep for a while. We can talk later.”

She slept all the way till the next morning, waking up thanks to the aroma of meat.

Desi pie? Fors rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room. She saw that the table was already filled with food.

“Yes.” Xio came out of the bathroom. “The one from the corner of the street. It’s not bad.”

Fors enthusiastically acknowledged and sat beside the dining table. She quickly picked up the Desi pie and stuffed it into her mouth.

After finishing one, she drank a mouthful of sweet iced tea and sighed in satisfaction.

This is life!

Oh no, I forgot to brush my teeth…

After she was done washing up, she finally regained her ability to think. She looked at Xio in puzzlement and said, “Did MI9 not have any suspicions about how you secretly became a Judge?”

“They thought it was the remuneration that motivated me back then,” Xio informed her of what she had learned.

Fors stroked her hair and said with a smile, “That’s true. Let them ask the Church of Evernight.”

She covered her mouth and yawned.

“I’m going to summon that messenger.”

After this period of “Recording,” the way she addressed Klein had changed from Gehrman Sparrow and Mr. World to “that person.”

On the one hand, it was a form of respect, and on the other hand, she was afraid that someone would eavesdrop.

Upon hearing her friend’s words, Xio looked around and asked in confusion, “Aren’t you going to set up the ritual?”

She remembered that summoning a messenger required a ritual.

“That’s only one of the methods. That person got me to use another method.” Fors glanced at her clothes and realized that her clothes were all wrinkled since she hadn’t had the time to change her clothes last night.

image. She hurriedly returned to the bedroom on

Xio, and she grabbed at it as if she wanted to pull

book took form. It quickly flipped and stopped at one of

the next second, her arm sank and a figure emerged from the

a black coat.

I’ve only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened as though they wanted

projection she had summoned, so she wasn’t too nervous. Instead, she

the combat achievements

his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon something? Questions

his gaze instantly turned focused. He no

that, he took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica

surroundings instantly turned cold as a biting

long dress with four blonde hair and red eyes in her hands walked out of the void. Her

slightly

up four special coordinates

of the heads of Reinette Tinekerr said as it moved up and

As he approached the window, he made the glove on his left hand

quickly disappeared as he “Teleported” out

He left just like that… The Historical Void projection I summoned left just like that? Fors stared with her mouth slightly open, as though

her understanding, the thing she summoned should be under

it be that the Historical Void projection has the same personality as the actual person… No, it’s as if Gehrman Sparrow himself had descended… Fors glanced at Xio

suddenly shivered, as though

Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was

as Gehrman Sparrow… Fors forced a

this moment, Reinette Tinekerr’s four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke

“Eight hundred…”

fee? Fors turned agape once again, at a loss for a

her thoughts suddenly became active as she began to calculate

loaning 2,400 pounds to Xio, I still have 780 pounds left… My expenses recently have been quite high, but the royalties from my past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income and the 300 pounds Xio returned me, I have a total of 1,258 pounds…

immediately agreed, but she immediately discovered

all of

Tinekerr’s four heads shook

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

The relationship between him

the headless messenger raise one of the heads in her hand

colors became saturated and brighter—the reds became redder, the blacks became blacker, and the

scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It didn’t

depths of the fog, one eye after another seemed to look over, but they

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