Hearing the captain's order, Nina curled her lips and pointed out the window:

"Isn't Frank's experiment weird?"

…Cattleya was unable to refute for a moment, so she could only sigh and say:

"If there are any signs of danger, write to me immediately."

As a "mystic", she also has her own messenger.

"Okay." Nina puffed out her chest and said, "Who told me that I'm the most mature and stable one on the 'Future'?"

At this point, she asked with a little curiosity:

"Captain, what are you doing in Loon? What mission did you accept? Are you going to sabotage behind enemy lines?"

Nina has Feysac bloodline, and Cattleya is half Intis. In the recent war, they will naturally have some inclinations, so Nina guessed whether the captain had established contact with Intis's intelligence department.

"...I guess so. Admiral of the star," Cattleya replied in a serious tone.

In a sense, Nina's guess was not wrong. She had indeed accepted the mission to sabotage Backlund, the capital of Loen, but her target was not the official forces, but the shoe cultists.

Moreover, there is still a chance to meet the queen. She should not have left Backlund yet. The earliest will be after the New Year... Thinking of this, Cattleya suddenly became excited.

Since leaving the "Dawn", she has not actually met the "Mysterious Queen". They have only exchanged letters, or been on the same ship, but have had no communication for various reasons.

Nina didn't dare to ask further questions, and pointed to the door and said:

"Captain, anything else? If not, we're out."

Admiral of the Stars Cattleya nodded, signaling the boatswain of the Future to leave with her subordinates.

Just as Nina held the handle and twisted it gently, Cattleya suddenly remembered something and hurriedly shouted:

"Nina."

"Huh?" Nina, with her blonde hair tied into a high ponytail, turned around with a look of confusion.

"Don't drink too much! Admiral Xing," Cattleya emphasized seriously, "I'll let you drink when I get back to the ship."

Nina immediately showed a charming smile:

"make a deal!"

Cattleya thought for a moment and then warned:

"In addition to Frank, you also need to pay attention to Heath's condition. Don't let him become curious about unknown sounds and don't let him get too tired. Also, pull Ottolov out of his room frequently and control the frequency and number of times he comes into contact with occult knowledge. And..."

"I know, I know. Don't I know them?" Nina waved her hand and agreed.

After the boatswain and her subordinates left the captain's room and closed the door, Cattleya looked out the window at Backlund, who was still invisible.

After a few minutes, she pulled out a tarot card from her hand.

The picture depicts an old man holding a glass lamp, using a walking stick, and groping for his way alone.

The Hermit card.

…………

Late at night, Backlund, Queens, Count Hall's house.

Audrey, who was wearing a white gauze nightgown, suddenly opened her eyes, took a blue cloak and put it on.

She immediately got out of bed and walked to the full-length mirror in the room. With the help of the crimson moonlight shining through the curtains, she carefully examined herself:

Those emerald green eyes, like gemstones, seemed to glow by themselves, so bright and clear that one could see every detail clearly.

Audrey closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, all the abnormalities had disappeared.

The corners of her mouth lifted up a little bit, her cheeks showed a slight depression, her eyebrows curved slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and she praised herself in a low voice in her heart:

"Audrey, you've finally made it this far~!"

She had completely digested the Dream Walker potion.

According to Audrey's own understanding and prediction, she felt that she would finish digesting the potion after February. However, she had encountered many strange and completely different dreams during this period.

These include multiple dreams, dreams caused by mental illness, lucid dreams, dreams caused by the influence of evil spirits and resentful souls, and dreams of several demigods.

Under normal circumstances, as a "dream walker", Audrey could roughly judge what level of creatures the dream she was about to enter belonged to and avoid danger. However, those demigods hid so well that Audrey didn't notice the clues until she entered their dreams and was shocked.

Fortunately, she was not discovered several times, but accumulated experience. She also digested the potion greatly by carefully traveling, exploring, observing and analyzing in the demigod's dream.

In addition, other special dreams also gave her completely different experiences. Afterwards, she tried to construct multiple dreams by herself, and tried to hide behind the scenes in the dreams, cleverly guide the development, reversely interfere with the subconscious, treat the mental illness of the dream owner, or expel the pollution brought by evil spirits and resentful souls.

This to some extent went against her self-requirement to only observe and record and not interfere, but it strangely accelerated the digestion of the potion.

This led her to come up with a new rule:

“…If you really want to interfere, you can be the planner and guide behind the scenes, so that no one will notice even if the goal has been achieved.”

Audrey did a good job in this regard. Those people with more serious mental illnesses were cured unknowingly after having five or six slightly strange dreams.

It is very normal for a dream to seem strange and difficult to understand.

"I was able to digest the Dream Walker potion so quickly because of my luck during this period. Without so many unique experiences, I would have to wait another month or two. Maybe I would be caught by a demigod and thrown into a prison for extraordinary people, or even killed directly... When did my luck become so good? It started from the time I sacrificed ice cream to the follower of the angel of destiny... Hmm..." Audrey looked at herself in the mirror and blinked with a faint smile.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, glanced around the bedroom, and walked to the dressing table.

There was a deck of tarot cards.

It is quite normal for a girl who is interested in the occult to have a deck of tarot cards in her room.

Audrey stretched out her right hand and touched the top card with her fingertips. She took a deep breath and said silently to herself:

"The fighting in the Amanda Mountains is getting more intense...

"A port in Jianhai County has been lost...

"The Hornach Mountains defenses in Sivella County are said to have been lost until spring...

"If we hadn't gained a certain advantage in the naval war, the connection with East Balam on the southern continent would have been cut off...

“Alfred is still there…

“I don’t know how this war will develop.

"Fortunately, I'm about to become a demigod. Mr. World has given me the formula and main ingredients of the Manipulator's potion... I have also collected the tears of seven different humans due to strong emotions through my dream experiences during this period...

"I have traded the golden leaves of the Treeman Mentor with the little 'Sun'. All I need is the blood of the old Mind Dragon...

"Huh, let's try to exchange it with the Psychological Alchemy Society. Before Hvin Rambis' death, I was already the head of a psychological research group... But will this reveal that Hvin Rambis' death was related to me?

"Or, can Mr. World summon a portion of blood from an old spiritual dragon in history? This can last at least a quarter of an hour. Once I succeed in ascending, restrain my spirituality, and complete my self-suggestion, its disappearance will not cause any impact. After all, it is just an auxiliary material...

"Audrey, you actually learned how to lie, and you lied about something like this!"

After making a self-deprecating remark, Audrey began to think about what kind of occasion she should use to complete the promotion ceremony of "Manipulator".

That requires taking the potion in a specific setting with at least ten thousand people, with a huge resonance of their emotions.

Audrey's thoughts raced as she came up with a preliminary idea:

“The Goddess’ Winter Ceremony?

“But even the largest mass can’t hold 10,000 people… The church can’t hold so many people…

“Well, it’s not possible under normal circumstances, but this time I have a chance, I can donate some money, and propose to hold a super large mass in a place like Memorial Day Square to comfort the souls who died in the war.

“The most important square is where we invite the families, relatives and friends of the dead and injured. As long as they account for a certain proportion, the emotional resonance they create can influence the others participating in the mass, thus meeting the requirements of the ceremony…”

After a calm analysis, Audrey suddenly lowered her head and looked at the mirror on the dressing table. She saw that the faint smile on her pretty face had long disappeared, leaving only the calmness on the surface and the sadness flowing in her eyes.

She stared at herself, her lips slightly raised as she whispered:

"Audrey, you've become mean too..."

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Audrey had returned to normal.

She reached for the stack of tarot cards on the dressing table and flipped over the top one.

The card depicts the goddess of justice sitting on a stone chair, holding a sword in one hand and a scale in the other, watching everything coldly.

…………

Backlund, Hillston District, inside a house with a fireplace.

"Has your 'Recorder' potion been digested?" Xio had just changed into home clothes and walked back to the living room when she heard such unbelievable news.

Fors nodded with a haggard look on his face:

"Um.

"Do you know what kind of life I have been living during this period?"

On the one hand, he was forced to "travel" to six places in a row, experiencing, appreciating and recording day and night, and on the other hand, he was pulled into the gray fog from time to time to "record" various extraordinary abilities that were either strange or high-level.

The original "Lightning Storm" and "Historical Porous Image Summoning" have been replaced many times, and the original configuration was restored today.

"I don't know..." Xio answered honestly.

"I know you don't know." Fors took a deep breath and said, "What about you? How have you been lately?"

"Not bad. I was assigned to the Court of Anomalous Affairs. I had some ideas about acting and the progress of digesting the potion began to speed up." Xio said with a "hmm".

“It’s hard for me to imagine you wearing a judge’s robe and sitting in judgment.” Fors sighed sincerely.

"Are you wondering if the prisoners and the lawyers can't see me?" Xio added on behalf of his friend without any objection.

Fors laughed dryly twice and said:

"I'll take a break and then prepare for the Traveler's promotion ceremony."

"Aren't we going to the depths of the spiritual world? Do you have a way?" Xio asked doubtfully.

Fors nodded and said:

"The messenger who told me to summon him."