Chapter 407_Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez

Hearing this, Andrew’s heart was filled with worry. He thought, Crying? Why was Bonnie crying? What on earth happened?‘ Andrew pulled himself together and asked Jeremiah, “Jeremiah, can we head out tomorrow?”

 Emmett noticed the rare seriousness in Andrew and realized he really liked Bonnie.

 Jeremiah looked at Andrew, nodded, and said firmly, “Yes, get ready; we’re leaving tomorrow.”

 While they were talking, Yvette came down from upstairs, wearing a baseball cap and all ck, looking quite cool. Jeremiah got up from the couch and went over. He asked, “Are you going out?”Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.

 Yvette gave a light nod, her eyes were dark and bright, with a hint of coldness. She said, “Yeah, I’m going out for a bit, don’t wait for me for dinner.”

 Jeremiah paused, looking at Yvette with a deeper gaze, and softly said, “Okay.”

 Jeremiah and Yvette never needed to say much to each other. They had an understanding that avoided testing each other’s limits and never touched on secrets they weren’t ready to share. They had absolute trust and understanding between them.

 After Yvette left the vi, she took a cab directly to an antique shop, Vintage Vista. It was the most famous antique shop in Normis and a popr spot for treasure hunters trading quality items.

 As Yvette walked in, a man of ordinary appearance approached her. He had a noticeable mole at the corner of his left eye and was dressed in traditional robes. He was Isaac Taylor, the owner of Vintage Vista.

 Vintage Vista was a family business passed down through the generations, with a history of sixty or seventy years. Isaac, who was in his thirties, greeted Yvette enthusiastically.

 He said, “Yvette, I didn’t expect you toe to Normis in person. What brought you here? Just let me know if you need anything.”

 Yvette nodded, her deep and calm eyes meeting Isaac’s as she raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly. She said, “It’s been a long time.”

 Isaac thought carefully before he spoke, “Yes, it’s been three years since west saw each other in Mysonna.

 “When I received your call recently saying you wereing to Normis, it surprised me. If it hadn’t been your voice, I might have thought it was a scam call.”

 Yvette sat in the chair, her hand casually resting on the table. She picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and asked unhurriedly, “How much have you learned about Dungo Vige

 Isaac nodded and said, “I have to say, Yvette, your sudden call asking me to investigate Dungo Vige caught me off guard. Luckily, a few friends of mine recently visited a grave there, so I was able to get some firsthand information.”

 The friends Isaac talked about were the renowned treasure hunters from their circle. Isaac stood up and ced the prepared documents on the table.

 He looked at Yvette seriously and asked, “Yvette, are you nning to go to Dungo Vige? Can’t you avoid it? That ce is quite dangerous.”

 Yvette’s fingers tapped lightly on the table. She lifted her gaze slightly and replied calmly, “Dangerous?”

 Isaac nodded seriously and asked, “Yvette, did you know Dungo Vige is and of poison sorcerers?”

 Yvette nodded slightly and replied slowly, “I know.”

 Isaac continued, “Yvette Dungo Vige is eerie. My friends, well known treasure hunters in our circle, have explored many dangerous ces, but after returning from Dungo Vige, they were all on edge. ording to them, they barely escaped with their lives.”

 Yvette raised an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on Isaac, and said calmly, “Go on.”

 Isaac, knowing Yvette’s personality, didn’t hold back and shared everything his friends witnessed in Dungo Vige.

 He said, “Yvette, the burial method in Dungo Vige involves cing the deceased in a coffin set on a cliff. It’s not surprising: this coffin burial is not unusual in some southern areas.

 “However, unlike other regions, my friends saw that the vigers in Dungo Vige raise venomous insects with the corpses as sustenance.

 “If I’m correct, the vigers must know some form of sorcery, which is extremely evil, somewhat like what we encountered in Mysonna.”

 Back in the day, Isaac met Yvette because of an evil sorcerer. If it weren’t for Yvette, he would have been gone several years ago. So, strictly speaking, Yvette wasn’t just a friend; she was a lifesaver for Isaac.

 Yvette’s eyes were downcast. She casually yed with the coffee cup in her hand. Her voice chilled to the bone as she asked, “Using bodies to breed insects?”

 Isaac nodded and said, “Yvette, Dungo Vige has at least a thousand residents. Even if not everyone breeds insects, dealing with even a third of them isn’t easy. These creatures can slip in anywhere and are impossible to guard against, making them dangerous.”

 Yvette could handle one sorcerer, even two, but what about three or more? Isaac still didn’t want Yvette to take this risk. However, he knew her temperament too well. She might appear aloof, but she’d do anything for a friend.

 Isaac said seriously, “Yvette, can’t you avoid this? Is this friend so important? Is it really worth the trip?”

 Yvette narrowed her eyes without any expression as she held the coffee cup in her hand. Her voice was soft as she said, “Important.”

 Isaac had expected Yvette’s answer. No one could stop Yvette from doing what she wanted or going where she desired. He sighed and shared all the information he had gathered.

 He said, “Yvette, have you heard of the Sacred Maiden? Some minority viges still hold on to this belief. Back in Dungo Vige, this feudal tradition remains.

 “They believe that a girl born at a certain unlucky time is a gift from the heavens and the protector of the vige. Your friend might truly be a Sacred Maiden.

 “Her being able to study at Argrol University already proves it; she’s the Sacred Maiden of Dungo Vige.”

 Yvette’s hand, holding the coffee cup, paused. She raised her eyes, which were cold as ice, and murmured, “Sacred Maiden?”

 Seeing Yvette’s expression, Isaac swallowed hard, thinking, ‘Her expression is frightening. He said, “Yes, because in Dungo Vige, besides men who can go out for work or study, only the Sacred Maiden of each generation can receive a good education elsewhere, but…”

 At this point, Isaac’s voice suddenly stopped. Yvette looked at him and said, “Speak.”

 Startled, Isaac quickly continued, “Well, when the Sacred Maiden reaches a certain age, she must return to the vige to be with the chosen Sacred Son.

 “Their children will be the next Sacred Maiden, so your friend’s return instead of going back to school might mean she’s getting married.”

 Upon hearing this, Yvette crushed the coffee cup in her hand, scattering pieces all over the floor.

 EIsaac looked at his precious coffee cup with distress. It was the most valuable cup in his shop. But he didn’t dare speak more. Seeing Yvette’s expression, he didn’t dare provoke her, or he’d be shattered.

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