Lord of the Mysteries

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.

to be a Druid anymore.

of the Planter pathway, the starting point of

a demigod. She nodded gently and said, “Having

words, she wanted him to not hold any hopes and not to take this

Lee nodded heavily after receiving

will do

acting rashly, Cattleya decided to take the progress of the matter

help you

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

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

“He’s my good friend!”

didn’t know was that the letters he had written for the past half a year had gone

letter went to the messenger before being delivered to Fors. Fors would then

her thick glasses again and, without another

the captain’s cabin. Before she could think about what had just happened, she saw

delighted. Ignoring the use of her Beyonder powers, she quickly walked over,

from Bernadette. After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, she

you are free anytime, you

a rather hidden island in the Fog Sea. It hid Queen Mystic’s palace, also known

few times before the corners of her mouth curled up

…

Borough, within the Odora family’s

White once again met the middle-aged, gentlemanly Sanguine

controlled his emotions, trying his best

any excess Earl Beyonder characteristics. You can only wait for the

three hundred years old. Under such circumstances, they could slowly accumulate and occupy every level, preventing any

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

was even more difficult for a Viscount to become an Earl. This was because being a Sanguine Earl meant being a demigod, and he could easily live for more than a thousand years. Those Viscounts’ descendants had to pass generations before they could

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

but

within Emlyn’s expectations. He looked at Baron Cosmi

any Count passes away, it will be my

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

frowned before relaxing his brows to prevent his eagerness

coughed and

“Twelfth.”

arrives… Since the Ancestor has given me the important task of saving the race, why didn’t “She” arrange all these matters? My Scarlet Scholar potion has been digested for months… Could it be that another test? Emlyn thought to himself silently

exhaled and said,

longer. He left Odora’s villa and took a carriage

Church. He had only heard from The Star that the door had been smashed and