After regaining her senses, Audrey maintained a slight smile while becoming wary.
She vaguely felt that some unseen force was driving her to Hedrak, a village with Dragon- worshiping custom.
It's like Fate.
Audrey had once entered the " Hall of Honesty " and discovered that the murals inside had become reality. Moreover, she knew that the Sequence 1 of the " Spectator " pathway was called " Author," and she had made some connections based on this name. Now, it was inevitable that she would doubt something was amiss.
At this moment, Hibbert laughed:
"I've heard of this village; I remember my family had a manor nearby."
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky:
"It's almost evening, why don't we stay here for the night and continue hunting tomorrow?"
Alfred had no objection to his brother's suggestion; to him, it made no real difference which manor he stayed at that night.
He nodded and said:
"Then send someone back to inform Dad and Mom."
Audrey didn't speak, her emerald eyes shifting slightly as her gaze swept over her two brothers' faces.
Hibbert's brow furrowed slightly, and after a few seconds he said again:
"Let's go back. The manor here wasn't notified in advance, so they're probably not prepared and might not be able to serve so many horses, hunting dogs, and servants."
"Besides, there's still more than an hour until evening, enough time to head back."
When Alfred saw that his brother had changed his mind so quickly, he instinctively wanted to disagree, but then he realized that what his brother said made some sense.
Considering his younger sister was also there, he hummed in agreement.
"Then let's go back as soon as possible."
Having said that, he didn't wait for Hibbert, but instead squeezed his legs together, cracked his whip, and led the way back the way he came.
Hibbert frowned slightly, then relaxed.
Without saying anything more, he led his sister, along with a group of servants, attendants, and hunting dogs, turned around, and headed back to the manor on the other side of the forest.
Audrey followed quietly behind, offering no opinion on how things were unfolding.
Late at night, at a manor in East Chester County.
Using her " Manipulator " abilities to change her two brothers' minds and prevent them from approaching the village of Hedrak, Audrey lifted the velvet blankets, lay down, and fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, she suddenly sat up.
She then looked around and saw the familiar dressing table and bathroom entrance, realizing she was still in the room, but the red moon and stars were gone from outside the window, leaving only deep darkness.
This isn't the real world... Audrey made a quick judgment and began to examine herself.
She quickly came to a conclusion:
This is a dream, a very strange dream, a dream in which she is actively kept awake.
As expected, they arrived... Audrey wasn't panicked, just a little annoyed.
Her handling of the situation in the afternoon was not thorough enough, which caused the problem to spread to the estate where her parents lived.
She now believes that she should have followed Hibbert's idea and gone directly to the family estate near the village of Hedrak, then "arranged" for Hibbert and Alfred to return here, leaving herself to stay and wait for any possible changes.
In this way, even if something unexpected happens, it won't affect the parents, brothers, and most of the male and female servants.
However, her main thought at that time was that she couldn't follow " Fate's arrangement" and should try to avoid the village of Hedrak as much as possible.
Who knows, sometimes danger will come looking for you even if you don't seek it out.
Avoidance and procrastination are not a panacea for solving problems.
Audrey immediately rolled out of bed and stood barefoot on the thick carpet.
She has preliminarily confirmed that, with her Demigod- level " Dreamwalker " skills, she can directly escape this strange dream and return to the real world, once again avoiding the suspected "invitation."
After glancing left and right, Audrey pursed her lips, picked up the blue cloak hanging on the coat rack next to her, and draped it over her shoulders.
Then, she took a deep breath and walked step by step towards the door.
During this process, a deep red, star-like "tattoo" appeared on the back of one of her hands.
The "tattoo" then disappeared as if it had never existed.
This was a mark left after she first entered the ancient palace above the Gray Fog. For a long time, it did not show any special characteristics until the beginning of this year when Mr. The Fool told them that if there was no time to pray, they could use the method of activating the corresponding "tattoo" instead of reciting the name of the deity.
Simply put, this is the treatment of someone " God's Blessed ".
Of course, this can't convey any information; it can only be used in emergencies to get Mr. The Fool's attention.
More importantly, the star-like crimson mark was quite conspicuous and easily noticed by those around her and those secretly watching. Therefore, when she needed to conceal her special abilities, Audrey preferred to use the various abilities of the " Manipulator " to implant the idea of praying to Mr. The Fool into the mind of an inconspicuous human nearby, so that he could complete the prayer on her behalf at the right time and in the right setting, asking for protection.
At this moment, she believed that the dream's owner knew she had a problem, and therefore felt there was no need to go to great lengths; all she needed to do was hide herself and pray to some being.
Upon reaching the door, Audrey grasped the handle, gently turned it, and pulled it back.
The slightly dimly lit corridor immediately came into view.
The main building of this manor is over a hundred years old, and many parts still retain their original features, especially the corridors. There are no gas lamps; instead, the walls are inlaid with candlesticks made of silver or bronze, each holding a different number of candles that emit a dim, yellowish light, casting shadows throughout the corridor and giving it a feeling that it might be haunted at any moment.
Even this was replicated in the dream... Audrey glanced around and stepped into the corridor.
As the thought flashed through her mind, a long, thick, pale yellow carpet appeared beneath her feet.
Stepping on the carpet, Audrey followed her Spirituality intuition and walked to the right.
After taking two or three steps, she suddenly stopped, feeling as if something was hidden behind the tightly closed doors on both sides, something that aroused her strong desire to explore.
This is Dad and Mom's bedroom, this is Hibbert's bedroom, this is Alfred's room... Audrey tried to distinguish them, then frowned slightly.
The antique doors with their bas-relief carvings appeared Outer Deity under the dim candlelight, making one wonder what lay behind them.
In a flash, Audrey suddenly understood what they represented in her dream.
These are the doors to the soul; behind each door lies the Mind World of its owner.
In other words, when Audrey pushes open Alfred's door, she will see all sorts of secrets hidden deep within his heart.
By the same token, she could also glimpse the true thoughts of the Earl Hall and Lady Caitlyn.
Slowly withdrawing her gaze, Audrey closed her eyes and continued walking forward, trying not to let herself be affected.
After experiencing so much, she increasingly understands one thing:
Demigod in the spiritual realm must learn self-control and respect for others.
If you can usually read other people's true thoughts from their body language, facial expressions, and emotional fluctuations, and then you are still not satisfied and Greed explore other people's inner world, digging up their privacy and secrets, then you may eventually suffer the consequences.
This is a very simple truth: everyone has some dark and bad thoughts to some extent, but most people control them well and don't let them affect their behavior. In this case, if Demigod in the realm of the mind insists on digging into these thoughts and the ugly parts under the mask, he will easily become disappointed in humanity, be infected by all kinds of negative consciousness, and gradually go crazy without realizing it.
This is one of the reasons why " Spectator " are still prone to becoming abnormal or crazy, even though they can " Placate " themselves and treat their corresponding psychological problems.
They are both safe and dangerous.
Therefore, Audrey set a code of conduct for herself: only observe and " Mind Reading " of acquaintances, try not to Dream Divination, have no restrictions on Dream Divination of strangers, and do not enter the Mind World of each person unless necessary.
Audrey, draped in a blue cloak, walked along the corridor to its end.
She immediately opened her eyes and looked towards the room on her left.
It was a semi-open sunroom.
She pursed her lips again, and with steady breathing, Audrey reached out and grasped the doorknob.
As the wooden door swung open, the scene inside was gradually revealed.
This was no longer a room; the ground was covered with rounded stones and clumps of dark green weeds, and the depths were shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see clearly.
Audrey walked slowly inside, and the door creaked shut behind her.
In that dim light, the outlines of some things quickly came into view:
A massive stone pillar, tens of meters high, stood tall, with a long, lizard-like Monster perched atop it.
The Monster crouched atop the stone pillar, resembling a small mountain, its body covered in enormous, grayish-white stone-like scales, and its eyes were pale gold and vertical.
This is a Mind Dragon, straight out of myth and legend.
With a whoosh, the two wings of this Mind Dragon spread out, almost obscuring the sky.
Their skeletons resemble metal or leaf veins, covered with a gray membrane with mysterious patterns.
As Audrey looked up, the Mind Dragon began to hum:
"You've been to Liveseyd."
It was undoubtedly speaking the Dragonese.
" The City of Miracles " Liveseyd... How did it know...? Audrey had barely entertained these two thoughts when she heard the Mind Dragon opposite her speak:
"Every conscious mind is exchanging information with the Sea of Collective Subconscious, and Liveseyd is a very special being; the imprint he leaves on your mind is no exception. When your ' Virtual Persona ' is navigating the Sea of Collective Subconscious and is not far from me, I can naturally sense this."
This is beyond my capabilities, and not something the " Dreamweaver " could accomplish... This Mind Dragon corresponds to Sequence 2, " The Discernment Eye "? It didn't directly Manipulation me... As Audrey's thoughts flickered, the Mind Dragon spoke again:
I'm pretty sure you don't mean any harm.
Audrey paused for two seconds, then looked up and asked:
Aren't you worried it might be a trap?
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