Chapter 33: The Joys of Life

Chapter 33: The Joys of Life

“The folk customs of the Southern Continent really are rather different from ours.” Audrey lowered her head and glanced at the feathered hat ornament inside the gift box, praising it sincerely. “But it still very much matches my aesthetic taste.”

Her latter sentence was half genuine and half polite. On one hand, she truly felt that the processed feather resembled a work of art. On the other hand, she also felt that its style was too obvious and extreme. It was not the kind of accessory she herself liked to use.

It was just like how many people, when visiting ancient ruins, would become interested in objects with unique shapes and mysterious patterns, praising them endlessly, yet very few would buy something similar to place at home or wear as an accessory.

Hearing this, Klein smiled and said,

“Within the Southern Continent, there are actually major differences among various folk customs. East and West Balam are almost completely different from the Highlands and the River Valley. Of course, they also have things in common. For example, they all revere gold, believing this metal possesses mystical power.”

At this point, he pointed at the feather in Audrey’s hand.

“Legend says those who wear this kind of hat ornament will receive the protection of the feathered serpent—that is, Death.”

He was hinting at the hidden function of the feather.

Audrey, already a Sequence 6 of the Spectator pathway, easily heard the hidden meaning in Mr. World’s words. She understood that this hat ornament could receive a so-called “Death” response at a critical moment and exert a certain effect.

As for the specific method of operation, it belonged to basic knowledge of mysticism, and Audrey had a very solid grasp of it. There was no need for Mr. Dwayne Dantès to explain further.

She smiled lightly without showing her teeth.

“I truly like it. I will insert it into my hat on a suitable occasion.”

Not bad. Speaking with a Spectator is easy… Klein returned the smile and pointed outside the door.

“There are still some gifts to deliver.”

“Today, you are the most popular person here,” Audrey responded with a smile, using this indirect way to express her thanks.

At the same time, she felt a little troubled inwardly. She hesitated over whether she should seize the opportunity now and tell Mr. World—who had been involved in Karon’s suicide case and had shown great interest and attention toward it—about Hvin Rambis.

Mm, Monday is almost here. I should leave it for the Tarot Gathering. It will be easier to communicate then… Perfect. I also need to ask Mr. Hanged Man, Madam Hermit, and the others how to handle the current situation, especially how to guard against the suggestions and hypnosis of high-sequence powerhouses. After all, it won’t always be possible to pray to Mr. Fool in advance and receive an angelic blessing… Thinking carefully about it, that kind of hypnosis really is frightening. Without noticing anything, one can simply follow orders, completely unaware of what has happened… Audrey’s thoughts bubbled like boiling water, one after another rising to the surface.

This made her begin to suspect that quite a few people in Backlund’s high society circles had suffered hypnosis before and had done things that went against their true thoughts and wishes.

In addition, she also faintly understood something:

Whenever her father and mother went to Saint Samuel Cathedral to attend Mass, the one presiding over the ritual was absolutely the Archbishop of Backlund. And anyone qualified to hold that post was surely a demigod of the Church of Evernight!

Sometimes, His Grace the Archbishop even comes to our home to visit and chat with us… Is this to guard against similar things? So that is why Hvin Rambis’s hypnosis of me was not too excessive? Audrey watched Dwayne Dantès leave her office and close the door behind him. She sat down again, picked up a pen, and unconsciously began doodling on a sheet of paper.

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