After snapping out of her daze, Audrey maintained her faint smile as she turned vigilant.
She vaguely felt that there was a mysterious force pushing her to come to Hartlark, a village with the tradition of dragon worship.
It was as though fate had arranged it.
Audrey had once entered the Hall of Truth and discovered that the murals inside had become a reality. Furthermore, she knew that the Spectator pathway's Sequence 1 was Author. From this name, she made some connections and couldn't help but suspect that something was amiss.
At this moment, Hibbert laughed.
"I've heard of this village. I remember that the family has a manor nearby."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky.
"It's almost evening. Why don't we stay here and continue hunting tomorrow?"
Alfred didn't reject his brother's suggestion. To him, it didn't matter which manor he stayed in tonight.
He nodded and said, "Then, send someone back to inform Dad and Mom."
Audrey didn't say a word as her green eyes darted around and swept her gaze across her two brothers' faces.
Hibbert immediately frowned. After a few seconds, he said, "Then, send someone back to inform Dad and Mom."
He said after a few seconds, "It's best we return. The manor here didn't receive any advance notice, so it definitely wasn't prepared.
"Let's go back. The manor here was not informed in advance, so it must be unprepared. Perhaps it can't serve so many horses, hounds, and servants.
"Besides, there's still more than an hour before evening. It's enough time to return."
Seeing his brother change his mind so quickly, Alfred subconsciously wanted to disagree, but on second thought, he felt that what he said made sense.
Considering that his sister was also here, he grunted and said, "Yes.
"Then let's return as soon as possible."
With that said, he didn't wait for Hibbert. He clamped his legs together, brandished his horsewhip, and led the way back.
Hibbert furrowed his brows for a moment before relaxing them.
Without another word, he led his sister and a group of attendants, servants, and hounds. They turned around and followed the edge of the forest, returning to the manor on the other side.
Audrey quietly followed behind, not expressing her opinion on the development of the matter.
…
Late at night, in a manor in East Chester County.
After using her Manipulator powers to change her two brothers' minds and prevent them from approaching Hartlark Village, Audrey lifted the velvet blanket, lay down, and fell asleep.
In a daze, she suddenly sat up.
She then looked around and saw the familiar dresser and bathroom entrance. She found that she was still in the room, but there was no red moon or stars outside the window. It was dark.
'This isn't the real World …' Audrey instantly came to a conclusion and examined herself.
Soon, she came to a conclusion.
This was a dream, a rather strange dream. It was a dream that kept her awake on her own accord.
'It really came …' Audrey didn't panic. She was just a little annoyed.
Her handling in the afternoon was not meticulous enough, causing the problem to spread to the manor where her parents lived.
She now believed that she should have followed Hibbert's idea and gone straight to the family manor near Hartlarkh village. Then, she would reasonably "arrange" for Hibbert and Alfred to return here, leaving her to stay behind and wait for any changes that might occur.
This way, even if there were any accidents, it would not affect his parents, brother, and most of the servants.
However, at that time, her main thought was that she couldn't follow the "arrangements of fate." She wanted to avoid Hartlarkh Village as much as possible.
Who knew that sometimes, even if you didn't seek out danger, danger would come looking for you.
Avoiding and delaying wasn't a solution to the problem.
Audrey immediately got out of bed and stood barefoot on the thick carpet.
She had already confirmed that with her demigod-level Dreamwalker standard, she could directly escape this strange dream and return to the real World, once again avoiding the suspected "invitation."
After looking around, Audrey pursed her lips, took the blue cloak hanging on the coat rack, and draped it over her body.
Then, she took a deep breath and walked towards the door.
During this process, a crimson star-like "tattoo" appeared on the back of one of her hands.
The "tattoo" then vanished as though it had never appeared.
This was the mark left behind after she first entered the ancient palace above the gray fog. It hadn't shown any special effects for a long time. It was only at the beginning of this year that Mr. Fool told them that when they didn't have the time to pray, they could use the corresponding "tattoo" to replace the chanting of the honorific name.
To put it simply, this was the treatment given to a Blessed of God.
Of course, there was no way to transmit any information. It could only be used in critical situations to make Mr. Fool cast his gaze over.
And more importantly, the star-like crimson mark was rather eye-catching, making it easy for the people around her and those who were secretly paying attention to her. Therefore, in a situation where she needed to hide her uniqueness, Audrey was more inclined to use the various powers of a Manipulator to implant the idea of praying to Mr. Fool into the mind of an inconspicuous human nearby, allowing him to complete the prayer and pray for blessings at the appropriate time and scene.
At this moment, she believed that the owner of the dream knew that there was a problem with her, so she felt that there was no need to go through so much trouble. All she needed to do was hide the existence she was praying to.
After walking to the door, Audrey reached out to grab the handle, gently twisted it, and pulled it back.
A slightly dark corridor immediately entered her eyes.
The main building of the manor had more than a hundred years of history, and many places still retained their past characteristics, especially the corridor. It didn't have gas wall lamps, and the walls were inlaid with candlesticks made of silver or copper. There were different numbers of candles placed on them, emitting a dim yellow light that illuminated the entire corridor, making it feel like it could be haunted at any moment.
The dream has even replicated this … Audrey looked around and walked into the corridor.
As this thought flashed through her mind, a long, thick, pale yellow carpet appeared beneath her feet.
Stepping on the carpet, Audrey followed her spiritual intuition and walked to the right.
After taking two or three steps, she suddenly stopped. She felt that there seemed to be something hidden behind the tightly shut doors on both sides, something that made her have a strong desire to explore.
This is Daddy and Mommy's bedroom. This is Hibbert's bedroom. This is Alfred's room … Audrey did a little identification and frowned slightly.
The classical doors with relief carvings appeared especially mysterious under the dim yellow candlelight, making one want to know what was hidden behind them.
As her thoughts raced, Audrey suddenly understood what they represented in the dream.
This was the door to the mind. Behind each door was the mind World of their owner.
In other words, after Audrey pushed open the door to Alfred's room, she would see the various secrets hidden deep in his heart.
By the same logic, she could also pry into the true hearts of Earl Hall and Lady Caitlyn.
Slowly retracting her gaze, Audrey closed her eyes and continued walking forward, not allowing herself to be affected.
After experiencing so many things, she increasingly understood a principle:
A demigod in the domain of the mind had to know how to restrain themselves and respect others.
Under the premise of being able to read the true thoughts of others from body language, facial expressions, and emotional fluctuations, if one wasn't satisfied and greedily explored the hearts of others, digging out their secrets and secrets, it might eventually backfire on oneself.
This was a very simple principle: Everyone would have some dark, bad thoughts more or less, but they would be able to control them well and not let them affect their behavior. Under such circumstances, if a demigod in the field of mind still insisted on digging out these thoughts and uncovering the ugly parts under the mask, it would be very easy for him to be disappointed in human nature. He would be infected by all kinds of negative thoughts and gradually go crazy without knowing it.
This was also one of the reasons why a Spectator could easily become perverted or crazy even though they could "comfort" themselves and treat the corresponding psychological problems.
They were both safe and dangerous.
Therefore, the code of conduct that Audrey set for herself was to only observe and "read" the minds of acquaintances and try not to enter dreams. There were no restrictions on entering dreams for strangers, and unless necessary, she wouldn't enter everyone's mind World.
Along the corridor, Audrey, who was wearing a blue cloak, came to the end.
She then opened her eyes and cast her gaze at the room on the left.
It was a half-open solarium.
Pursing her lips again, Audrey breathed steadily and reached out to grab the handle of the door.
As the wooden door opened, the scene inside was gradually exposed.
This was no longer a room. On the ground were round stones and clumps of bluish-black weeds. It was dark in the depths, making it impossible to see clearly.
Audrey slowly walked in, and the door closed behind her with a creak.
In the darkness, the outline of some objects quickly outlined themselves.
A huge stone pillar that was dozens of meters tall stood tall, and on top of it was a tall lizard-like monster.
This monster squatted at the top of the stone pillar like a small mountain. Its body was covered in grayish-white scales, and its eyes were pale golden and vertical.
This was a mind dragon from myths and legends.
With a whoosh, the mind dragon spread its wings, almost covering the sky.
Their skeletons were like metal and leaf veins, covered in a gray membrane with mysterious patterns.
As Audrey looked up, the mind dragon let out a buzzing sound.
"You've been to Liveseyd before."
It was undoubtedly speaking in Dragonspeak.
City of Miracles, Liveseyd … How did it know … Just as these two thoughts flashed through Audrey's mind, she heard the mind dragon say, "The consciousness in every mind is making a certain exchange with the sea of collective subconscious.
"The consciousness in every mind is making a certain exchange with the sea of collective subconscious, and Liveseyd is a very special existence. The imprint it formed in your mind is the same. When your Virtual Persona is swimming in the sea of collective subconscious and isn't far from me, I can naturally sense this. "
This has already exceeded the scope of my abilities, and it's not something a Dreamweaver can do … This mind dragon corresponds to a Sequence 2 Clairvoyant? "He" actually didn't directly control me … As Audrey's thoughts flashed through her mind, the mind dragon spoke again.
"I'm very sure that you don't have any ill intentions at the moment."
Audrey fell silent for two seconds before looking up.
"Aren't you worried that it's a trap?"
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