Lord of the Mysteries

Susie was sitting by the door, waiting for Audrey to return.

At that moment, the golden retriever immediately went up to her as soon as she saw her approach. She even gave a rather talented showcase of her acting by barking and wagging her tail.

She didn’t ask on the spot; instead, she kept accompanying Audrey back to her bedroom before asking in concern, “Is it over?”

Audrey tersely acknowledged, indicating that there was no problem.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Susie pressed.

“Not yet.” Audrey shook her head slightly.

Due to Susie’s concern, she instinctively recalled her previous experience, but to her surprise, she realized that she couldn’t recall the image and name of the Psychology Alchemists president. To recall even the information that she had learned from The World Gehrman Sparrow, she had to focus quite a bit.

To be frank, in front of Beyonders below the demigod level, she could do similar feats as a Manipulator. However, to influence a saint in the mind domain and make it impossible for them to sense it was almost impossible unless the other party was hypnotized, unconscious, or enslaved.

That gentleman’s level is probably higher than I expected… Audrey controlled her emotions and calmly made a certain judgment.

She gave Susie a look and got the golden retriever to stand guard outside the door. In her mind, she outlined the character mask that represented Pride.

Just as she was thinking about this, she felt a slight fluctuation in the sea of collective subconscious around her.

With just a thought, Audrey reached out her left hand and grabbed it. She took out an abnormally cold, illusory grayish-white mask.

As long as I seriously think about it, will this Pride mask come to my side? Or should I say that it has already existed in my subconscious and has been following me? As Audrey carefully examined her mind island, she signaled with a thought that made the Pride mask vanish.

The ice-cold, illusory grayish-white mask quickly turned transparent and melted into the surrounding sea of collective subconscious.

Audrey still couldn’t determine where this Pride mask had gone. Why did it appear in such a timely manner each time?

This made her increasingly wary. She decided to pray to Mr. Fool and make the wish of sealing the mask.

Just as she was thinking of doing a few more experiments to obtain more knowledge from Pride, she saw the sea of collective subconscious begin to resonate without using her Manipulator Beyonder powers.

A beam of light came from afar as it grew larger and more obvious. Finally, it turned into an illusory letter.

This letter stopped in front of Audrey’s mind island as though it was searching for a path to complete the “delivery.”

Audrey naturally wouldn’t let any foreign object enter her mind world. She hurriedly reached out her left hand and touched the illusory letter.

Seeing that her fingers were about to touch the surface of the letter, Audrey suddenly stopped.

intelligence told her at

the mysticism world rashly. This was especially so for the mind domain. Otherwise, it

this in mind, Audrey produced a Virtual Persona and put on the black

making the necessary preparations, she reached out to grab the illusory letter and watched as it peeled

to the mind dragon

information… The higher-ups of the Spectator pathway are truly amazing… As a Manipulator, Audrey had been trying her best to maintain her initial yearning towards the mysticism

losing herself in the “Manipulating” experience of things, and not be assimilated by the

through all the information, Audrey let the illusory letter melt

still in no hurry to pray to Mr. Fool. According to her

began, she found some time to quickly make a prayer

the next second, Audrey saw the grayish-white Pride appear from the sea of collective subconscious in front of her. The

a certain substantial feel to it as though it was bordering between illusory

from Audrey’s

also lost the ability to return to

remove Lie that had

the half-illusory, half-real Pride embedded itself into Lie, turning into a blob of patterns that roughly looked like a

to have any contact with my mind or

for the banquet

the way, she met her father,

news.” Earl Hall

hide her

“Alfred’s coming back?”

her other

the next half of the year, he will return to Backlund as a

thought for a moment and asked, “Father, when are we returning to

that needed to be done, the nobles didn’t return to their respective fiefs during New Year’s. They remained in

and

…

palace above the

sighed, he threw the curtain that represented

and he gave the Worms of Spirit,

found Constant City. I have to be even more careful… Klein tapped the edge of

figure vanished from

…

mountain range, Cathedral of

a document

the first thing he was

leaned back and placed his feet on the desk. Then, he opened the document in his hand and began