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.

to be a Druid anymore. I want to become

of the Planter pathway, the

on the posture of a captain and a demigod. She nodded gently and said, “Having a goal is a good thing, but you have to understand how difficult it

those words, she wanted him to not hold

Lee nodded heavily

do my

prevent Frank Lee from acting rashly, Cattleya decided to take the

will help

progress, she could

the bottom of his heart before continuing,

“He’s my good friend!”

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

delivered to Fors. Fors would then

and, without another word, turned and

what had just happened, she saw a letter on the

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

exchanging a few simple

free anytime, you can come

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

times before the corners of her mouth curled

…

Borough, within the Odora family’s

the middle-aged, gentlemanly Sanguine Baron, Cosmi

Lord Nibbs say?” Emlyn controlled his emotions,

any excess Earl Beyonder characteristics. You can only wait

humans, the Sanguine had a long lifespan. Even without a noble title, ordinary ones could live about three hundred years old. Under

a Viscount. They either waited for the existing nobles to die, or they would obtain it from external sources. Otherwise, they would have to make sufficient contributions and receive

to the first two Sequences, it 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

as long as there was a

they existed in the Sanguine’s 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

expectations. He looked at Baron

words, as long as any Count

his head. “Although you have contributed plenty,

before relaxing his brows to prevent his eagerness from

and cleared his

“Twelfth.”

Scarlet Scholar potion has been digested for months… Could it be that another test? Emlyn thought to himself silently for a few seconds

and said, “Of

villa and

Feynapotter declared war on Loen, he had never been to the Harvest Church. He had only heard from The Star that the door had been smashed

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