Susie was squatting at the door, waiting for Audrey's return.
At that moment, the moment it saw her approach, the golden retriever immediately went up to greet her. Furthermore, it barked twice in a rather talented manner and wagged its tail.
She didn't ask on the spot. Instead, she accompanied Audrey back to her bedroom before asking with concern,
"Is it over?"
Audrey tersely acknowledged, indicating that there were no more problems.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Susie pressed.
"Not for the time being." Audrey shook her head slightly.
Due to Susie's concern, she instinctively recalled what had just happened, but to her surprise, she realized that she couldn't recall the image and name of the president of the Psychological Alchemy Society. Even the information she had learned from The World, German Sparrow, required her to concentrate to recall it.
Frankly speaking, in front of Beyonders below the demigod level, she, as a Manipulator, could also do similar things. However, it was almost impossible to influence a saint in the mind domain without him noticing it, unless the other party had already been hypnotized, knocked out, or enslaved.
That gentleman's level might be higher than I expected … Audrey controlled her emotions and calmly made a judgment.
She signaled Susie with her eyes, getting the golden retriever to stand guard outside the door while she outlined the mask representing Pride in her mind.
Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a slight fluctuation in the sea of collective subconscious around her.
With a thought, Audrey reached out her left hand, grabbed forward, and took out an abnormally cold, extremely illusory grayish-white mask.
As long as I think about it seriously, this Pride mask will come to my side? Or could it be that it already exists in my subconscious and has always been following me? As Audrey seriously examined her mind island, she sent out a thought to make the Pride mask disappear.
The cold and illusory grayish-white mask quickly turned transparent and melted into the surrounding sea of collective subconscious.
Audrey still couldn't tell where the "Pride" mask had gone and why it had appeared so timely.
This made her even more wary. She decided to pray to Mr. Fool at the first opportunity and make a wish to seal the mask.
Just as she wanted to do a few more experiments and pry out more knowledge from Pride's mask, she saw the sea of collective subconscious gently stir without needing to use her Manipulator Beyonder powers.
A glimmer "swam" over from afar, growing larger and more distinct until it finally turned into an illusory letter.
The letter stopped in front of Audrey's mind island, as if it was looking for a way to complete the "delivery."
Of course, Audrey wouldn't let anything from the outside enter her consciousness. The World hurriedly stretched out her left hand and touched the illusory letter.
Just as her fingers were about to touch the surface of the letter, Audrey suddenly stopped.
Her experience and intelligence told her at the same time:
Don't rashly come into contact with anything in the mysticism World, especially in the mind domain. Otherwise, it's very easy to be corrupted, resulting in mental problems!
With this in mind, Audrey created a Virtual Persona as the lead and wore the black gauze glove, Hand of Horror.
After making the necessary preparations, she reached out to grab the illusory letter and watched it peel off its outer layer in her palm before unfolding page by page.
This was all the information related to the mind dragon in East Chester County.
Using the sea of collective subconscious to transmit information … The high-level powers of the Spectator pathway are truly magical … As a Manipulator, Audrey had always been working hard to maintain her initial yearning for the mysticism World, the pure pursuit of "fantasy" and "magical."
This was one of the ways she didn't allow herself to lose herself in the experience of "Controlling," and to not be gradually assimilated by the sea of collective subconscious.
After flipping through all the information, Audrey let the illusory letter melt into the sea of collective subconscious.
She still wasn't in a hurry to pray to Mr. Fool. According to her previous arrangements, she went out to busy herself with other matters.
At dusk, before the banquet began, she found some time to quickly pray in her bedroom and make a wish.
In the next second, Audrey saw the grayish-white mask of Pride appear from the sea of collective subconscious in front of her. The illusory feeling disappeared bit by bit as it shimmered with a small metallic luster.
For some reason, this persona had a certain corporeal feel to it. It was in a state between illusion and reality.
This meant that it was physically separated from Audrey's mind island.
Of course, it also lost the ability to directly return to the sea of collective subconscious.
Audrey held the Pride mask and attempted to remove Lie, which had turned into an emerald necklace, overlapping the two.
Just as she had expected, the half-real, half-illusory Pride mask was embedded into Lie, turning into a blob of patterns that roughly looked like a human face.
I'll use this method to carry it with me in the future, preventing the persona from coming into contact with my mind and body until I need to use it … As Audrey's thoughts raced, she sincerely thanked Mr. Fool.
She then went out and headed for the banquet hall at home.
On the way, she met her father, Earl Hall.
"Good news," Earl Of Hall said with a smile.
Audrey did not hide her surprise.
"Alfred is coming back?"
This was her other brother.
"You actually guessed it?" "In the second half of the year, he will return to Baekeland as a general."
Half the year … Susie is already a Dreamwalker … Audrey thought for a moment before asking, "What's wrong?
"Dad, when are we going back to East Chester County?"
Since the war had just ended, there were too many things that needed to be done in the kingdom. The nobles did not return to their fiefs during the new year and had been staying in Baekeland. It was now the end of February.
Earl Of Hall nodded.
"It'll take about four months."
…
Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.
Mind Mail … Be careful of viruses. Don't randomly click … As Klein sighed, he threw the "curtain" that represented the Attendant of Mysteries Beyonder characteristic back into the junk pile, allowing it to cover all the items there.
He had used the "Grafting" ability that he had named to satisfy Miss Justice's wish. He had connected the illusory concept of the persona mask to the metallic texture of an ordinary iron mask. Furthermore, he had given the Worms of Spirit, who were guarding Sefirah Castle, the order to replenish their strength on time so that the "Grafting" could be maintained.
From the description of Mr. Gluttony from the Psychological Alchemy, Zaratul seems to have already tracked me to Constant City. I have to be more careful … Klein tapped the edge of the long mottled table with his finger, causing Worms of Spirit to emerge from his body.
His figure disappeared from Sefirah Castle.
…
Winter County, Amantha mountain range, inside the Cathedral of Serenity.
Leonard obtained a document from the Pope.
This would be the first thing he would be responsible for after becoming a High Deacon.
Back in his room, Leonard leisurely leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the desk. Then, he opened the documents in his hands and read them one by one.
Wandering Magician Merlin Hermes, who takes pleasure in fulfilling the wishes of others … Rebuilding Constant City overnight … Fully Automatic Wishing Machine … Sequence 4 of the Seer pathway is Bizarro Sorcerer, Sequence 3 is Scholar of Yore, and Sequence 2 is Miracle Invoker …
As Leonard watched, he suddenly fell silent.
After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and asked,
"Old Man, how many angels of the Seer pathway are still active on earth?"
Pallez Zoroast clicked his tongue.
This is acting. Currently, there should only be one Miracle Invoker that needs to be acted.
"You should know who I'm talking about."
Leonard looked at the information in his hand again and mumbled, "That's right.
I'm having a good time … "
He had already decided that the main goal of this mission was to act as a Nightwatcher, digest the potion in his body, and travel in passing. As for dealing with the matter, the main point was to find a reasonable explanation.
After flipping through the thick stack of documents in boredom, Leonard retracted his feet and stood up.
He was going to retrieve the Grade 1 Sealed Artifact that belonged to him as a High Deacon.
To the other saints of the Church of Evernight, this was a rather troublesome matter. This was because the negative effects of a Sealed Artifact weren't that easy to bear. It was even more so when one needed to carry it around for a long period of time. However, if one chose a Holy Artifact that was more compatible with them, there would be the problem of having the same abilities.
As for Leonard, he didn't need to worry about this problem. As long as the Sealed Artifact he fancied had a living characteristic, he could get Old Man's help to "Parasitize" a Worm of Time into it, reducing the negative effects of the Sealed Artifact significantly, making it as obedient as the Word of the Sea.
Therefore, the main point is to choose the ability … Leonard whistled and walked out of the room.
…
Three in the afternoon on Monday. In the ancient palace above the gray fog.
Streaks of crimson light soared and solidified into different figures.
It had been many times that Sun didn't need to count his heartbeats. All he needed to do was look at the wall clock and calculate the time in Baekeland to know how long it would be before the Tarot Gathering. At this moment, he stood up with Miss Justice and bowed towards the end of the long bronze table with the other members of the Tarot.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
After taking their seats and exchanging their greetings, Emlyn looked around and said, "That's right.
"I want to know if the Planter and Moon pathways are special compared to the other pathways?"
After raising the question, he didn't hide it at all.
"I recently learned that the internal system of the Church of Earth is different from normal. It's divided into two parts, the God's Favored and the God's Favored …"
After Emlyn finished his simple description, The Hanging Man Alger, The Hermit Cattleya, Leonard, and company looked at each other, unable to give a reasonable explanation.
Of course, every member present, including The Sun, could tell that something was amiss with the internal system of the Church of Earth.
At this moment, they heard a soft sigh.
This sigh seemed to come from an era even more ancient than ancient times. It came from Mr. Fool at the end of the long, mottled table.
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