Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1194 A Lion“s Hunt of a Rabbi

Finally, Dorian stopped beside the letter.

He bent down and reached out his right hand. His fingers trembled as he grabbed the edge of the paper and picked it up.

This time, Dorian was very careful. He began reading each word, one after another from the very beginning. Sometimes he was enlightened, sometimes confused, sometimes puzzled, and sometimes in pain.

The letter Fors had sent wasn’t long. He only used three minutes to read it twice before he fell into a long silence.

The sunlight shined through the window and landed on the toppled table.

Dorian Gray Abraham’s lips suddenly quivered, but he ultimately didn’t make a sound.

Separated by a piece of paper, his right thumb and index finger quickly rubbed against each other and ignited the letter with a scarlet flame.

After doing all of this, Dorian packed his belongings, put on his disguise, changed his clothes, and left the rented apartment. Using the identity he had previously prepared, he went to another place.

After settling down, he sat beside the desk and stared at the brass ornament, seemingly deep in thought.

The area became darker and darker as the sunlight weakened. Dorian’s eyelids twitched as he slowly sighed.

He then unfolded the piece of paper and picked up the fountain pen. As he pondered, he wrote:

“…I’m very happy to see you digesting the Scribe potion in a few months. This means that you might really become a demigod…

“…These are the key points to take note of while acting as a Traveler, at least the ones that I know of. However, you have to remember that everyone’s personality is different. There will always be some differences in acting in real life, so you can’t copy blindly… This doesn’t mean that the acting principles of others are wrong, but that it might lead to a huge conflict in your heart, affecting your mental state… Sometimes, you can make appropriate adjustments to slow down the speed at which the potion is being digested, but it will only be beneficial to you. You have to remember: acting is a tool, not something to lord over you…

“I look forward to the day you completely digest the Traveler potion, I will prepare the corresponding ingredients and a present for you.

“…I’m very interested in the matter of the Abraham family’s curse mentioned by that gentleman… I think you should have noticed long ago that I have done a certain degree of research on such matters. Otherwise, you wouldn’t always ask me about such matters…

“I hope you can continue to learn about this matter at a deeper level…”

After writing the reply, Dorian Gray Abraham closed his eyes and quickly folded the paper.

…

January 1351, Backlund’s new year was much bleaker than before.

In a basement in West Borough, there were a few candles flickering with yellow flames, illuminating the surrounding altars, chairs, and round tables.

At the edge of the light, in a place that was extremely dark, a figure appeared indistinct. At times, it would sway, sometimes stretching into a thin entity that didn’t have any thickness. It was like a shadow that came alive.

a deep voice,

the candle, a figure quickly appeared in the spot illuminated the greatest by the

in a mysterious black robe. His brown hair was slightly curled, and his dark, deep eyes seemed

the five saints

me, distance is

before saying to the long and narrow shadow, “Have you investigated

shadows answered in a low voice,

instinctively

“The target is very careful.

item, we wouldn’t have been able to sense that she might be related to

“An ancient wraith’s cursed item. This is one of the main ingredients of Scribe. I remember that the Abraham family does have a spare Asmann’s brain… Heh, they aren’t willing to directly provide a Scribe Beyonder characteristic, hoping to carry out some tests. It’s indeed the style of the Abraham family. To put it simply, they don’t have

words as he continued, “Even if she was seeking to purchase the main ingredients of the Scribe potion, we wouldn’t

really cautious in this aspect. The circle of Beyonders from which she sought to purchase materials from and the one she asked questions weren’t the same. Different matters were left to different circles. Furthermore, at times, she would hire other participants to

in those few

of Secrets Botis nodded slightly and asked, “Why didn’t you just

shadows, the darkness stirred and replied slowly, “The situation in Backlund is getting more and more tense. The Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, and the Machinery

weren’t any accidents. However, if an accident

you the one who is most interested in the

and said, “I’m not interested in them at all. I just want

thing is to nip revenge in the bud. This is the philosophy I abide

the Saint of Secrets took out

crystal ball was neither clear nor translucent, as if it had been injected with the dark

palm, his lips quivered.

slowly spun, forming a complicated

crystal ball in his right hand

looked at the

“Give me the details.”

would be a Beyonder gathering in a particular circle tonight, with the target possibly appearing, the Saint of Secrets Botis stood up and said to Saint Tenebrous Kisma, “I need

hand opened and with a gentle lift, his fingers

he was in immediately warped

flames, round table, and chairs that were originally

the shadows moved and everything returned to

Botis, but Saint Tenebrous’s figure appeared out of

and said in a deep

problem without anyone noticing,” Botis replied with a smile. “You can follow me. You can hide in the shadows as my support. You will not directly

Tenebrous Kisma slowly walked

looked young and handsome with outstanding facial features, but his

came from nowhere. The chewing sounds and the sound of digesting could

the