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.

meeting the messenger later, she decided to pay attention to her image. She hurriedly returned to the bedroom on the second

her right hand in front of Xio, and she grabbed at it as if she wanted to pull something out

an illusory book took form. It quickly flipped and stopped at

next second, her arm sank and a figure

hat and a black coat. He had a cold expression and an unyielding air, but

just my second attempt… I’ve only tried it once yesterday and failed… Fors’s eyes widened as though they wanted to take in more light so as to see

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

the combat

Gehrman Sparrow? Shouldn’t it be his messenger? Would Gehrman Sparrow still be able to

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

an exquisite, silvery harmonica and blew

it, but the surroundings

a dark and complicated long dress with four blonde hair and red eyes in her hands walked out of the

slightly and pointed at

special coordinates

the heads of Reinette Tinekerr said as

speak further. As he approached the window,

disappeared as he “Teleported” out of

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

to her understanding, the thing she summoned should be under

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

as though an extremely terrifying

realized that Gehrman Sparrow’s messenger

Fors forced a smile and said, “…Sorry

four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke

“To pay…” “Eight hundred…” “Gold

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

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

royalties from my past novels are still being credited. Adding my other income and the 300 pounds

but she immediately

coins, all

four

“Yes…” “You…” “Can…” “Owe…”

coins for quite some time before. It was to pay this messenger? The relationship between him and his messenger is really complicated… Uh, Mr. World should still have quite a few gold coins. I’ll try

the heads in her hand to bite down on her clothes near

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

by Reinette Tinekerr through similar scenes that she had no way of getting her bearings right. It

another seemed to look over, but they quickly

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