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.

Druid anymore.

Sequence 4 of the Planter pathway, the starting

she took 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

to not hold any hopes and

heavily after receiving her

do

to take the progress

will help

if she had any progress, she could inform

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

“He’s my good friend!”

the letters he had written for the past half

Fors. Fors would then transfer it to Gehrman Sparrow or

nudged her thick glasses again and, without another word, turned and entered

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

Beyonder powers, she quickly walked over, picked

was from Bernadette. After exchanging a few simple pleasantries,

anytime, you can come to La Cha

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

a few times before the corners of her mouth

…

West Borough, within the

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

his emotions, trying his best to

at Emlyn’s bright red eyes and said, “He only wanted me to tell you that the entire Sanguine race doesn’t have any excess Earl Beyonder characteristics. You can only wait for the present Earls to die of old age or

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

wasn’t easy for ordinary ones to advance to Baron or become a Viscount. They either waited for the existing nobles to die, or they would obtain it from external sources. Otherwise,

being a demigod, and he could easily live for more than a thousand years. Those Viscounts’ descendants had to pass

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

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.

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

any Count passes away, it

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

my ranking?” Emlyn first frowned before relaxing his brows to prevent his eagerness

coughed and cleared his

“Twelfth.”

might not even happen when the apocalypse 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 for a few seconds before asking thoughtfully,

exhaled and said, “Of

left Odora’s villa and took a

He had only heard from The Star that the door