I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

Above the gray fog.

After the small party, Klein did not return to reality.

He habitually tapped his fingers on the table, but suddenly stopped this action. His current image is Gehrman Sparrow, the 'world'. Let the party members have some kind of association.

"I have a lot to do now."

"From George III's side, I'm going to find out the exact location of the mausoleums mentioned by the 'chariot'."

"I will also contact the 'Queen of Mysteries' and invite Bernadette, a great figure in the mysterious world, to participate in this operation."

"I'm sure she will agree."

"In addition, I have to digest the potion as soon as possible and be promoted to 'Ancient Scholar'. I must have at least Sequence 3 to be eligible to participate in that game."

"In addition to George III, I have to hurry up and study the book "Grossel's Travels"."

"That involves dreams."

"Miss 'Justice' is already a 'Dream Walker', but it's not enough..."

Thinking like this, Klein raised his head: "It should be almost time."

He spread his spirituality and touched the crimson star representing the 'star'.

After a while, a crimson light rose up and quickly solidified into the figure of 'star' Leonard.

Leonard and Klein were separated by several positions. He habitually leaned back on the back of the chair, and raised his legs to rest on the long table.

Suddenly remembering that this is Mr. Fool's palace, he quickly dismissed the thought, but his sitting posture was still quite lazy.

"Why are you looking for me suddenly?" He looked at Klein.

"I need your help with something." Klein said frankly.

"Need my help?" Leonard was stunned, pointed at himself, had some doubts and then responded, "You mean Pallez?"

He didn't think he could help Klein, who had become a demigod.

Klein clicked his tongue and said, "You have a very clear position on yourself."

"However, this time I'm really looking for you, mainly involving a few dreams."

........

A certain sea area, on the 'Future'.

Cattleya opened her eyes and saw the table and bookshelf in the captain's room, confirming that she had returned from above the gray fog.

She pushed the heavy glasses on the bridge of her nose, and deep purple flowed slightly in her eyes.

Cattleya took out the paper and pen and started writing.

'... King George III of Loen is ready to ascend to the throne, and once he succeeds, he will be promoted to the 'Dark Emperor'.

The mysterious party intends to try to stop it, and they have already discovered the approximate location of several of the mausoleums.

But you need to know how to enter the mausoleum...'

After writing down the request, Cattleya summoned the messenger of the Queen of Mysteries and jumped up looking at the letter on the table.

It was folded in mid-air, flickered, and disappeared into the air.

........

Backlund.

Chorwood District, Holy Wind Cathedral.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun rarely defeated the fog, allowing a little light to break through the fog and fall on the church and the square in front.

A carriage came to the door of the church, the door opened, and Sifa got out of the carriage.

He raised his head and glanced at this majestic church.

Unlike the quiet and distant churches of the Church of the Night, most of the churches of the Church of the Storms are full of momentum.

Possibly because of being a 'Hunter' pathway, Sifa prefers the style of the Church of the Storm.

He smiled slightly, and then walked into the large prayer hall alone. In the hall, the priest of the church saw him, but he didn't say a word, as if he hadn't seen the person named Sifa.

Sifa found a corner at random and sat down. He glanced at the holy storm symbol on the altar. He lowered his head and began to pray.

"The king who rules the sky, the emperor who rules the sea, the great storm god..."

"I found out that the king of Loen is conspiring to be promoted to the 'Dark Emperor'. He has received support from many parties, including the royal family, and has broken through the shackles of the three major contracts..."

Sifa briefly described what he knew.

His idea is.

Once George III successfully ascended the throne, he became the 'Dark Emperor'.

So.

Every child of the kingdom will be his anchor.

At that time, the believers of the three major churches, the anchors of the true gods, must be affected.

Maybe you can use this to get the Church of Storms to intervene.

But Sifa didn't say anything about his conspiracy with Klein and others above the gray fog, so even if the Church of Storms didn't participate, it wouldn't affect their plan.

After praying, Sifa sat for a while, without getting any revelation, without any priest or bishop contacting him.

He stood up silently, walked to the altar, took out a few gold pounds and stuffed it into the donation box.

The Lord of the Storm did not respond.

The Church of the Storm did not respond.

Sifa didn't speculate on the intentions of the gods and the church either. He returned to the carriage and wandered around Becklandry at will.

He went to the Kingdom Museum, listened to an opera, had dinner, and only returned to Xingyue Manor when the scarlet moon was in the sky.

As soon as he stepped into the study, Xifa's inspiration was touched. He turned on his 'spirit vision' and saw the illusory sea water coming silently.

The faint sea fog rolled and flowed, and the faint ethereal singing sounded, and then Miss Viril emerged from the void.

"I have your letter."

Miss Courier's voice was sweet, her pale blue lips rose slightly, and she outlined a sweet smile.

It seems that she is in a good mood.

"Thank you." Sifah took it with a smile and glanced at it. There was no signature on the letter.

After sending the messenger away, Sifah cut open the envelope and took out the letter from it.

On the letter paper was a line of beautiful and graceful fonts, which looked like they were written by a woman. The content of the letter was also very simple, with only a few words.

'...She has an action in the East District tomorrow night, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the royal family.

It seems to be to hunt down a certain target, the specific location is No. 13, and possibly No. 15, Black Palm Street, East District.

In short, it is probably that position.

Remember what you promised me. ’

......

Cepha shook the letter, making it a crimson flame.

"Tracy's handwriting..."

"She means the 'Witch of Ageless' Katarina..."

"Tomorrow night, there will be an operation in the East District to hunt down a certain target..."

"Triss is also in the East District..."

"Is the Witch Sect trying to hunt down traitors?"

Sifa blew the ashes glued to his fingers, opened the curtains, and looked at the manor under the moonlight.

"Tomorrow night should be fun."

"I only promised that Tracy would not hurt Katerina, but I never promised that I would not hinder Katerina."

"Also, since Katarina is the 'Witch of Ageless' and is difficult to kill, her recovery ability must be very strong."

"In this case, as long as you don't inflict mortal wounds, it shouldn't be considered an injury, right?"

"Oh, if Tracy knew, she would definitely call me a despicable and shameless guy."

"No way, who made me a 'conspirator'."

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