Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1207 Dorian“s Decision

Backlund, Cherwood Borough. 22 Hope Street, Hat Trick Inn.

With broad shoulders and thick arms, Dorian Gray Abraham unknowingly paced back and forth in the room, waiting for his student, Fors, to visit.

No matter how composed and mentally prepared he was, he couldn’t help but feel nervous and uneasy when he eventually needed to face the answer.

After an unknown period of time, there was a series of knocks on the door.

Dorian listened to the rhythm for a few seconds before taking a deep breath. He walked to the door, twisted the handle, and pulled it back.

Outside the door was the brown-haired, curly-haired Fors, who was wearing a dark-colored long dress and a pair of tinted glasses.

Dorian habitually looked behind Fors, and after confirming that no one was looking in their direction, he made way for his student to pass.

At the same time, he glanced at Fors’s hands and realized that his student wasn’t carrying any luggage.

Dorian retracted his gaze and walked to the middle of the room. He found a seat and sat down before pointing to the sofa opposite him.

“Have a seat.”

Fors cautiously lifted the ends of her skirt slightly, sat down, and greeted, “Good morning, Teacher.”

Dorian didn’t go straight to the point. After some thought, he said, “Did the lot of you really kill Botis?”

“Yes.” Fors took out an exquisite, long cigar case from her pocket and opened it to show Dorian its interior.

It was a pair of dark-black eyes that were frozen with indescribable horror, as though they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.

Dorian had originally been mentally prepared. It was just like receiving the terrifying head that would cause nightmares the previous time, one that was put together one bloody fragment at a time. He never expected his student to not carry any luggage and to only take out a ladies’ cigar case.

This made him believe that it was a relic that could prove Botis’s identity, but the truth was beyond his expectations once again.

This was still Botis’s corpse, but there was even less than what Lewis Wien left behind!

Only a pair of eyes are left… The spiritual intuition of an Astrologer convinced Dorian that the eyeball belonged to Botis.

Seeing that the teacher had fallen silent, Fors subconsciously explained, “His body has completely collapsed and dissipated. Only this pair of eyeballs is still intact.”

She paused for a moment before saying, “These eyeballs contain the remnants of the terror and contamination of the Box of the Great Old Ones before Botis’s passing. It’s a very strong cursed item, so I didn’t send it directly to you. It would cause terrible things to happen to the postman, and he might even die unknowingly.”

The corruption of the Box of the Great Old Ones… Dorian nodded in enlightenment and sighed with a smile.

“Did he eventually die under the hands of the Box of the Great Old Ones?

“This is really fate…”

his betrayal from leading

the private gathering where they distributed the spoils of war. She learned how gorgeous and dangerous the battle she had missed was. She thought for a

was contaminated by the Box of the Great Old

his student, “Keep it. This is a spoil of

closed the cigar case and placed it back into her pocket, Dorian leaned forward, clasped his

have ever

long sigh

know much about the details of what had happened back then, so she didn’t dare to speak recklessly. She could only remain silent

later, Dorian straightened his body and

wasn’t only to show concern for his student, but also to accumulate experience to provide some guidance to the other members

she was

had provided me with help. On the one hand, I ‘Recorded’ a lot of unique or high-level abilities. On the other hand, I was

for a moment

easy

asked,

gave an affirmative

seconds later, he said,

rather, what

an embarrassed manner, “He wants the potion formula of a Planeswalker, and he plans on using the

had originally thought that Mr. World was going to use a promise to exchange for the Planeswalker potion formula and

of value to allow the Abraham family to be free of the curse. However, a promise was forever a promise that might not

Sealed Artifact. He had long been mentally prepared, and instead, he felt that the conditions were beyond his imagination. After all, the Abraham family didn’t have many things that a

frowned slightly and said, “Why does he want the potion

know,” Fors

up and started

and looked at

meet him and have a chat before

agreed without

relief and prepared to send his student away before quickly taking

this time because he had taken into consideration that his curse would happen at any moment. If

didn’t walk to the door. She stood on the spot and

quickly pulled out a

black hair and brown eyes. His facial features were cut and cold. It was

from his sluggish look and became

here.” Fors introduced seriously, “He’s Gehrman

Abraham slightly agape. He forgot to

and knew many secrets, there were many things he

into his

Without

didn’t dare to waste any time and directly said, “Give me a reason to believe in your