It was clear that Lady Xixi really was haunted by the Human-faced Helmet. She wouldn't even look at it while answering questions about it.
"You already know..."
It took her less than two seconds to give the correct answer.
"It isn't made of metal."
I knew that at first glance.
Fu Qian, who hadn't had a chance to answer, gave a cold snort.
I also knew it wasn't made from a human head.
The material had clearly been taken from other parts of the human body and skillfully pieced together.
In a way, that was even more disturbing than hollowing out a person's head. It was only natural for Lady Xixi to be afraid of it.
"It's called the Bronze Lady. I can hardly imagine what the purpose was in making it, but supposedly, if you put it on your head, you might hear murmurs echoing inside some headless corpse. Unfortunately, I've never dared to wear it—"
The next moment, startled by the sound of her own rather muffled voice, Lady Xixi fell silent beneath the dim lights of the collection room.
She held the Human-faced Helmet on her head and stood there, completely petrified.
How could this be?
Everything was pitch-black. It didn't smell as bad as she'd imagined, but—why had she put it on her head?
The events of just moments ago flashed through Xixi Gatsby's mind.
As she explained the helmet's terrifying properties, she had naturally walked up, taken it down, and put it on. She hadn't hesitated at all.
A "script" this powerful... How had it even done that?
Trying to understand the reason behind this series of changes, she didn't even take the helmet off right away.
There wasn't a sound. So it really was just a legend, after all?
As the seconds ticked