Lord of the Mysteries

After regaining her senses, Audrey maintained her faint smile as she became wary.

She could vaguely feel a mysterious force pushing her to Hartlarkh, the village with the tradition of dragon-worship.

This was like an arrangement of fate.

Audrey had once entered the Hall of Truth, and she discovered that the murals inside had turned into reality. Furthermore, she knew that the Spectator pathway’s Sequence 1 was Author. From this name, she had made some connections, so it was inevitable for her to suspect that something was amiss.

At this moment, Hibbert laughed.

“I’ve heard of this village. I remember that our family has a manor nearby.”

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky.

“It’s almost evening. Why don’t we stay there and continue hunting tomorrow?”

Alfred wasn’t opposed to his elder brother’s suggestion. To him, staying the night at whichever manor was essentially the same.

He nodded and said, “Send someone back to inform Father and Mother.”

Audrey didn’t say a word. Her green eyes turned slightly, and her gaze swept across the faces of her two brothers.

Hibbert’s brows immediately furrowed as he said, “I think it’s best we return. This manor wasn’t informed in advance, so they definitely weren’t prepared. Perhaps there’s no way for them to service so many horses, hounds, and servants.

“Besides, there’s still an hour before the evening. There’s enough time for us to return.”

When Alfred saw his brother change his mind so quickly, he wanted to act contrary to him. However, on second thought, he felt that what his brother said made sense.

Considering that his sister was also here, he tersely agreed and said, “Then let’s head back quickly.”

With that said, he didn’t wait for Hibbert. Squeezing at the horse’s side and brandishing the horsewhip, he led the way.

Hibbert frowned, then relaxed.

Without saying anything else, he led his sister, the group of attendants, servants, and hounds, and turned around, following the edge of the forest and returning to a manor on the other side.

Audrey quietly followed behind him, not expressing her opinion on the development of the matter.

…

Late at night, in a manor in East Chester County.

Having used her Manipulator powers to change the thoughts of her two brothers to prevent them from approaching Hartlarkh, Audrey lifted the velvet blanket and crawled into bed, entering a deep sleep.

she

that she was still in the room, but the crimson moon

real world… Audrey instantly made

she came to a

a rather strange dream that

feel any panic. She was just

in the afternoon, which led to the problem

idea and headed straight to the family manor near Hartlarkh. Then, she could reasonably “arrange” for Hibbert and Alfred to return here, leaving her to stay behind and wait for any

wouldn’t affect their parents, brothers, and most of the

goal wasn’t to follow the arrangement of fate. As long as she

at times, spring on

it and stall for time wasn’t

off the bed and stood barefoot on the thick

level of a demigod as a Dreamwalker, she could directly escape this strange dream and return

cloak hanging

deep breath and walked

“tattoo”

“tattoo” vanished as though

was the mark left on her after her first entry into the ancient palace above the gray fog. For a very long time, it hadn’t shown any special traits. It was only at the beginning of this year that Mr. Fool informed them that in situations in which they couldn’t pray, they could use the triggering of

a treatment that a Blessed of

only be used in critical situations, allowing Mr. Fool to cast “His” gaze

the star-like crimson mark was rather eye-catching. It could be easily discovered by others and people who were secretly monitoring them. Therefore, under a situation where she needed to hide her uniqueness, Audrey was more inclined to use the various abilities of a Manipulator to implant the idea of praying to Mr. Fool to some inconspicuous human nearby. She got them to complete the prayer at suitable times

dreamscape knew that she was problematic, so she felt that there was no need to

the handle and gently twisted it before pulling it

dark corridor entered her

of this manor had a history of over a hundred years. Many places still had their former characteristics, especially the corridor section. It didn’t have any gas lamps, and the walls were decorated with candle stands made of silver or copper. There were countless candles placed on them, emitting a dim yellow light that illuminated the entire corridor and creating all kinds of shadows. They gave

been replicated in the dreamscape … Audrey looked around and entered

thought flashed across her mind, a long, thick pale-yellow carpet appeared

followed her spiritual intuition and

steps, she suddenly stopped. She felt as if there was something hidden behind the two tightly shut doors, giving her a strong

room. That is Alfred’s room… Audrey made a slight note

were extremely mysterious under the dim candlelight. It made one eager to know what was

suddenly understood what

door to the mind world. Behind each door

she would see the various

same logic, she could pry into the

gaze. Audrey closed her eyes and continued walking

experiences, she gradually

demigod in the mind domain needed to control themselves

fluctuations, if she wasn’t satisfied, she could greedily explore the inner thoughts of others and dig