Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Jeremiah’s voice gradually deepened, and after a moment, he said, “Dungo Village, Bonnie’s hometown, is also a gathering place for poison sorcerers. They inhabit the entire village.”

Jeremiah’s face was serious as he delved into his memories. Five years ago, he and his team chased an international fugitive who fled to Dungo Village and disappeared.

The village had a creepy atmosphere, and its residents still held onto some mysterious beliefs.

One night, Jeremiah accidentally passed by a villager’s house. He saw many villagers gathering, each with a strange look of excitement. They were performing some ritual. But when the fugitive’s location was uncovered, they quickly left Dungo Village.

Later, Jeremiah looked up information about Dungo Village. He speculated that the villagers back then might have been performing a ceremony to pray for good weather and a bountiful harvest. However, the exact nature of the ceremony involved remained unknown.

Andrew was stunned. Although he had known Bonnie for so long, he didn’t know she was a poison sorcerer.

Charles set down his glass and looked at Jeremiah’s serious face. He realized things were not that straightforward.

He thought, ‘What’s most famous about poison sorcerers?‘ He suddenly recalled something from years ago and sank into deep thought.

Samantha was intrigued and continued to ask, “Jeremiah, don’t leave us in the dark. What’s going on with the village? Is something wrong?”

Jeremiah’s eyes were as deep as a cold pool. He said casually, “Indigenous peoples are known for their expertise in magical poisons, which are secrets passed from mother to daughter.”

Andrew’s hand trembled, spilling half of his drink. His expression changed instantly, thinking, ‘What did I hear? Magical poisons? Passed from mother to daughter?‘

Samantha was also taken aback, but she accepted it faster than Andrew. After all, Clusia had many mysterious places with a five thousand–year history. Some things were hard to explain.

But she didn’t expect Andrew to fall for a poison sorcerer. She took a sip of vodka and thought, ‘Although Andrew usually appears unreliable, once he commits to something or someone, he won’t easily change his mind.

Andrew was the only son of the Mitchell family, so Samantha decided to join the trip to Normis as well.

are you

shook his head and

corner felt strangely

her hand. Her gaze lingered slightly, and she said coolly, “No,

looked

more at ease. He believed what Yvette said. She would never speak without certainty. He asked, “Yvette, have you been to Dungo

back and replied

with people who practiced magical poisons. The outcome was obvious: that person died, and

Yvette hadn’t been there, she surely had

asked, “Yvette, do you know about

a sip of orange juice, curled up her legs,

a sealed. container. These include venomous snakes, eels, centipedes, frogs, scorpions, worms, large green caterpillars,

putting these twelve types into the jar, they fight each other, and the last one

having seen all kinds of things in the underworld,

unchanged the whole time. His gaze fixed on Yvette. He was

archaeologists have found related evidence. In some tribes in the Normis region, chiefs wanted to rest peacefully without disturbance

superior sorcerer turn their people into human statues. While the person was still alive, an insect was injected into their body. This insect fed on the person’s flesh and blood,

larvae could stay dormant in the body for a long time. If disturbed by future generations,

Samantha quickly took a sip of her drink to calm

peeling nuts, which was interesting to watch. Jeremiah nodded and casually handed the nuts he

had grown so accustomed to their public display of affection that it barely

back her disgust and continued to ask, “Yvette, how did you know Bonnie couldn’t do magical poisons? Didn’t Jeremiah say this skill is traditionally passed from mother to

“The smell. People who practice magical poisons usually have a distinct aroma on them