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.

Druid anymore. I want to become a

was Sequence 4 of the Planter pathway, the starting point

expression froze for a few seconds before she took on the posture of a captain and a demigod. She

those words, she wanted him to not hold any hopes and not to

Lee nodded heavily after receiving

will do

prevent Frank Lee from acting rashly, Cattleya decided to take the progress of the matter into her own

help

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

of his heart before continuing, “I’ll also write to

“He’s my good friend!”

had written for the past half a

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

and, without another word, turned and

could think about what had

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

After exchanging a

free anytime, you can come

the Fog Sea. It hid Queen Mystic’s

the sentence a few times before the corners of her mouth

…

West Borough, within the Odora family’s

once again met the middle-aged, gentlemanly Sanguine Baron,

his emotions, trying his best

red eyes and said, “He only wanted me to tell you that the entire Sanguine race doesn’t have any excess Earl

Even without a noble title, ordinary ones could live about three hundred years old. Under

or become a Viscount. They either waited for the existing nobles to die, or

because being a Sanguine Earl meant being a demigod, and he could easily live for more than a thousand

as there was a vacancy in the Earl position, it would immediately

treasury in the form of Beyonder ingredients and Sealed Artifacts, but the numbers were few and far between. Every bestowment had to be strictly administered. There really weren’t any

answer was within Emlyn’s expectations. He looked

any Count passes away, it

“Although you have contributed plenty, you haven’t reached first

before relaxing his brows to prevent his eagerness

coughed and cleared his

“Twelfth.”

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, “Of

any longer. He left Odora’s villa

from The Star that the door had been smashed

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