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.

attention to her image. She hurriedly

her right hand in front of Xio, and she grabbed at

form. It quickly flipped and stopped

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

and a black coat. He had a cold expression and an unyielding air, but his eyes appeared somewhat

and failed… Fors’s eyes widened as though they wanted to take in more light so as to see

she had summoned, so she wasn’t too nervous. Instead, she held her breath and looked warily at Gehrman Sparrow’s

combat achievements of this

Gehrman Sparrow still be able to summon something?

eyes darted around slightly as his gaze instantly turned focused. He no longer had a rigid and vacant look, as

he took out an exquisite, silvery harmonica

it, but the surroundings instantly turned cold as a biting

and red eyes in her hands walked out of

nodded slightly and

special coordinates deep in the spirit world. Please help

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

further. As he approached the window,

he

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

summoned should be under her control.

Historical Void projection has the same personality as the actual person… No, it’s as if Gehrman Sparrow himself had

moment, Fors suddenly shivered, as though an

turned her head and realized that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger was looking at her with eight red eyes, carefully

forced a

this moment, Reinette Tinekerr’s four blonde,

“Eight

there’s still a fee? Fors turned agape once again, at a loss

a few seconds, her thoughts suddenly became active as she began to calculate

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,

agreed, but she

coins, all of

four heads

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

pay this messenger? The relationship between him and his messenger is really complicated… Uh, Mr. World should still have quite a

Fors saw the headless messenger raise one of the heads in her hand to bite down on her clothes near her

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

way of getting her bearings right. It didn’t take long before she arrived at the spot where there was a faint

eye after another seemed to look over, but

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