Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1219

Chapter 1219 Changing the Goal

In the Fog Sea, which hadn’t been engulfed by war, the Future slowly began to sail towards the Berserk Sea amidst a convoy of ships.

Admiral of Stars Cattleya hadn’t had much to do recently. All she had to do was wait for the Moses Ascetic Order to respond to her request. As she strolled the deck, she enjoyed the sunlight that shone through the thin mist.

With a sweep of her gaze, she saw Frank Lee.

This first mate of the Future, the second most important person of the Star Pirates, was wearing light blue pants and a white shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing thick brown chest hair. He was like a humanoid giant bear.

He stood at the bow of the boat, looking into the distance. It was unknown what he was thinking, but he looked rather down.

Cattleya involuntarily slowed down a little as she turned to enter the cabin.

“Captain!” Frank noticed her and looked over with anticipation, as though he was waiting for this Admiral of Stars to answer his questions.

Cattleya’s figure paused as she adjusted the heavy glasses on her nose and asked in a seemingly casual manner, “What are you stumped with?”

Frank thought about how to phrase his question and replied in a serious manner, “I’m reevaluating the inventions and creations I’ve created over the years.”

“…What are your thoughts?” Cattleya asked cooperatively.

Frank nodded and said in distress, “There are too many matters I need to reflect on.

“The most important thing is that the things I’ve created are still missing the most important thing.”

Cattleya was puzzled, but she didn’t wish to ask further. In the end, she still held onto the thought of taking responsibility for all the crew members on the Future. She deliberated and said, “What is it?”

Frank’s expression instantly turned solemn.

“They all lack souls!”

“It’s a good thing that malt, grapes, and mushrooms don’t have souls…” Cattleya subconsciously advised before saying, “This isn’t something you can dabble in right now. You’re only a Sequence 5 Druid.”

Frank’s eyes lit up when he heard that as he blurted out, “I’ve got it!”

Cattleya frowned indiscernibly.

“What… did you get?”

Frank was no longer depressed.

“I understand the problem. That is, the creations I want have exceeded the limits of a Druid’s abilities.

Captain, I’m not going to be a Druid anymore. I want to become a Classical

the Planter pathway, the starting point of a

the posture of a captain and a demigod. She nodded gently and said, “Having a

wanted him to not hold any hopes and not to take

Lee nodded heavily after receiving her

will do

Cattleya decided to

help

time came, even if she had any progress, she could inform Frank Lee that she had tried

happy as he thanked his captain from the bottom of his heart

“He’s my good friend!”

the letters he had written for the past half

to Fors. Fors would then transfer it to Gehrman Sparrow or request Mr. Fool’s help at the

again and, without another

what had just happened, she saw a letter on the desk with the brass

her Beyonder powers, she quickly walked over, picked up the letter, and

was from Bernadette. After exchanging a few simple

anytime, you can come to La Cha

Cha was a rather hidden island in the Fog Sea. It hid Queen Mystic’s palace, also known as “Emerald

the sentence a few times before the corners

…

West Borough, within

the middle-aged,

Lord Nibbs say?” Emlyn controlled his emotions, trying his

race doesn’t have any excess

noble title, ordinary ones could live about three hundred years old. Under such circumstances, they could slowly accumulate and occupy every level,

ordinary ones to advance to Baron or become a Viscount. They either waited for the existing nobles to die, or

for a Viscount to become an Earl. This was because being a Sanguine Earl meant being a demigod, and he could easily live for

it was precisely because of this that, as long as there was a

the form of Beyonder ingredients and Sealed Artifacts, but the numbers were few and far between. Every bestowment

within Emlyn’s expectations. He looked at Baron Cosmi and

long as any Count

“Although you have contributed plenty, you haven’t reached first place on the waiting list

first frowned before relaxing his brows to prevent

and

“Twelfth.”

My Scarlet Scholar potion has been digested for months… Could it be

exhaled and said,

Odora’s villa and took a carriage back to

on Loen, he had never been to the Harvest Church. He had only heard from The Star that the door had been smashed and many things had been stolen. It had become a

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