I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

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Also on this night.

Eastern District.

In an inconspicuous room, there was a layered black dress and a lady wearing a black veil standing in the only place in the room that could be called clean.

In front of her, a woman knelt on the ground, staring at the feet of the lady in the black dress that protruded from her skirt. Her throat made a low growl like a beast, her eyes full of longing, as if she wanted to rush to kiss the other's feet.

But she tried her best to control, which made her tremble.

Over the head, a soft, gentle female voice came: "On the 18th, which is Saturday night, did you participate in a mysterious party?"

"Saturday...party..." The woman on the ground tried to breathe, trying to restrain herself through this action, "I don't know what party, ma'am. On Saturday night, I fell asleep early that night. I am uncomfortable, I did not go to the street to solicit business."

A soft but seductive voice slowly said: "Are you sure? I think you should remember it seriously."

"I'm sure!"

The woman on the ground seemed to be a little uncontrollable, she rushed over, rushed to the pair of white and crystal feet, trying to hug and kiss.

Suddenly, one of the feet lifted up, dropped gently, and stepped on her head, leaving only a narrow line of vision.

"Think about it carefully, did you say at a party that a terrible witch came to Backlund."

"I can't remember, I can't remember."

Tears and noses poured out from the woman on the ground, her hands scratching in disorder: "Please, please hold me tight, I want, I want..."

In the veil, a chuckle sounded. The laughter was so crisp, like an innocent girl.

"You wasted so much of my time, but you didn't give me the answer I wanted, so you dare to ask for it."

"It is a great gift for something like you to be able to be trampled under my feet."

"What else do you want?"

The lady in the black cascading dress retracted her feet, and when she glanced at the woman on the ground, her figure seemed to have been wiped off with a rag.

"Don't go, don't go."

The woman on the ground suddenly screamed hysterically, as if she had lost something precious, she shrank into a ball and cried loudly.

Crying and crying, she coughed, coughing more and more violently, so she couldn't get up. She seemed to be suffering from severe bronchitis suddenly, and there was a sound of charging in her throat, and she felt like a fire burning in her lungs.

The woman felt that her head and throat were getting hotter and hotter, and she couldn't breathe. Something seemed to be blocked in her throat. She fought hard, but finally she couldn't breathe.

In this icy night, she hugged her together, still in tears, but her eyes had lost her look.

......

This is a hall with a suspected altar in the center.

On the ground are neat but mottled gray slates, thick pillars supporting the dome, and there is naturally falling moonlight on it.

The lady in the black cascading dress walked out of the darkness, came to the vicinity of the altar, and appeared in the moonlight: "I have investigated, and I have found the woman who exposed my whereabouts. It is just an ordinary person, a street girl. ."

"It is impossible for her to know my existence. At the same time, she didn't even know that she had participated in a mysterious party. According to my experience, she was taken advantage of, and it might be caused by the ‘audience’."

"Audience? The Psychological Alchemy Association shouldn't know about this, but besides them, who else would want to undermine our plan? What benefit can he get from it?"

Another figure came out from a not-distant pillar. This was a man, wearing a pure black clergy robe.

His facial features are like classical sculptures, deep and distinct. He has dark gold hair, dark blue eyes, a high nose, and an old-fashioned soft hat, and his temples have been stained gray.

One of his eyes has completely lost its luster and seems to be blind.

"This news has been circulated in many gatherings. It will completely expose our plan, Madam Despair, you should track down the messenger behind the scenes instead of coming back empty-handed like this."

The third voice sounded, and a figure appeared in the empty place just behind the altar.

It was a man in a black classical robe. He was wearing a hood and hiding his face in the shadows.

Ms. Despair turned around and smiled in response: "Mr. A, are you accusing me?"

Mr. A's dumb voice sounded, "I would rather understand it as correction."

Ms. Despair said in a soft and low voice: "Let's put it this way, I don't think it makes any sense to track down the Lord's Messenger now. Just as you just said, this news has been spread in many gatherings."

"Even if we find the messenger now, it is impossible to change this fact. What we can do is to act in advance before the three major churches and the military receive this news and before they can respond."

Wearing a clergyman's robe, a middle-aged man with lustrous eyes said, "This is one way."

Mr. A said: "The altar still needs a few days to prepare."

Ms. Despair looked at him and said: "Then find a way to shorten the time, even if it is shortened by one day, it is good."

"Now, gentlemen, I must go and say hello to the royal family, and I'll leave it to you here."

When the voice disappeared, her figure also disappeared.

........

It's already morning.

In a room in St. Samuel’s Church ~www.readwn.com~ Archbishop Anthony came here very early. At this time, he was adding a little firewood to the fireplace to raise the flames a little bit.

The clean-faced archbishop was burning by the fireplace like a real old man. It was not until there was a knock on the door that Anthony raised his head and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and Crestai, who had both the trench coat and shirt collar pulled up high, walked in, with a little dew on his shoulders and sleeves.

Pulling down the red glove habitually, Crestai said quietly: "I'm back, Lord Anthony."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Anthony beckoned and asked Crestai to come to the fire. The man with golden-brown hair and dark green eyes hesitated, then walked to the old man and sat down in a chair near the fireplace.

"Anything to find?" the old man asked casually, flipping the wood with an iron fork.

Crestai glanced at the old man and said: "It is already certain that there is a witch beside Prince Edsac. Moreover, His Royal Highness is in love with this witch."

Anthony hummed softly from his nostrils, and immediately sparks splashed and danced in the fireplace.

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