At 14 Stonne Street, the servants in a dream did not know that their Lord Baron was an assassin who punished evil and promoted good in the night.

That's exactly what left Hunter the Provocateur at Rose Manor, otherwise my actions would hardly have been able to hide from the hunter's senses...... Joyce leaped lightly and made his way back to his bedroom on the third floor, along the uneven spot in the wall.

How does it feel a bit like that bat? No, at least I don't wear a mask and a cape, and I kill......

He sorted the loot on his body into categories, leaving only the eyeball-shaped magical item, which was basically determined to be a magical item for the audience.

During the battle, Joyce was caught by Chloe after only a slight mood swing, causing him to go berserk and almost die before he could get out of the fight.

This is different from the emotional manipulation of the "Apostle of Desire", where the audience can only amplify the emotions so that the enemy loses the ability to resist and cannot kill them directly.

Don't know what its negative effects are? Joyce looked at the golden pupil in front of him, and felt more and more that it was very precious, and involuntarily held it in the palm of his hand.

Guided by spirituality, Joyce figured out the role of the pupil, the legacy of a "psychiatrist" with the power of deterrence, madness, and psychological suggestion.

Very good magical items, I don't know how Chloe got them, maybe he was really lucky...... But now it's mine, Joyce thought happily, and when she saw that it was getting late, she stripped off her clothes and went to sleep.

However, in his hand, he still held the golden pupil.

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The next morning, Sophia got up early, finished some chores, and waited until it was time for breakfast to find that Monsieur Baron had not yet appeared.

After Harry, the housekeeper's assistant, came over to inquire once, she went and knocked on the door of the master bedroom, but there was no response.

"Are you there, Mr. Baron?"

She raised her voice and shouted twice, but there was still no movement in the room, and she panicked a little.

Regardless of her identity, she opened the door and saw Joyce lying on the bed, her expression unpredictable, sometimes frowning, sometimes with a strange smile on the corner of her mouth......

Courageously walked to the side of the bed, reached out to test his snort, and could feel the steady breathing, Sophia breathed a sigh of relief.

She tries to wake up Joyce, but unfortunately fails, and when she turns to look for Mr. Harry, she accidentally discovers that Mr. Baron has a golden pupil in the palm of his hand.

At first, she was startled, but the next second, Sophia was immediately attracted by the pupils that should have felt terrifying, as if it was some rare treasure, and she involuntarily snatched it from Monsieur Baron's hand.

When Joyce awoke, she saw something like this: Miss Maid held golden pupils in her hands, and her eyes reflected a pale golden light, chanting something like a pilgrimage.

"Give me that thing." Joyce said in a deep voice.

Who knew that the maid lady changed her usual well-behaved attitude, quickly put her hands behind her back, and said stubbornly:

"No."

Joyce was stunned for a moment, then helplessly reached out to cover his face, he knew that this was not the maid's intention, but only affected by the negative effects of the magical item.

The golden pupil doesn't have the property of being alive, but its negative effect can be called a bad character.

When you look at it, you will be unconsciously attracted to it, as if you are subconsciously trying to keep it by your side as if you are being psychologically suggested, and it will also read your mind, inducing you to usually bury the thoughts in your heart and tell them, which can be called the "eye of social death".

Joyce was like this last night, after losing his vigilance, he was seduced by it and read his mind, but he also had a blessing in disguise, and he clearly recalled the original plot he had read in his previous life, including the potion recipe he had in mind.

If that's all it is, it's a pity that it has more serious side effects.

Everyone will inevitably have some ulterior evil thoughts in their hearts, and what it can do is to slowly turn those hidden evil thoughts into reality, and gradually make you think that it is normal behavior, just like Chloe who pathologically likes and forces boys and girls without remorse.

To put it simply, if you use this magical item for a long time, you will lose the opportunity to be a good person, and you will not know it.

"Be careful of the audience", that's right!

Seeing the maid's eyes widen and make a sworn appearance, Joyce no longer had expectations, so she had to snatch the "Eye of Social Death" with her own hands.

After all, her arms could not reach her thighs, and the maid lady soon lost her "baby", and at the same time, recalling the social death act just now, her face suddenly turned red, and she covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

Joyce put away the "Eye of Social Death" and comforted her:

"Well, don't worry, I know that's not what you really think."

Hearing this, Sophia was even more embarrassed, but there were more curious questions lingering in her mind,

"That's... Eye... What is it? ”

Joyce sighed, the situation was really unexpected for him, but he had to admit the fact that in a sense, Sophia had saved herself, although she would have woken up without other stimuli......

Thinking of the end, he made up his mind and did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:

"Do you know the extraordinary?"

Sophia tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said tentatively:

"The people of the legends who have magical abilities?"

"That's right." Joyce nodded: "The Extraordinary are a group of people who have acquired magical abilities for different reasons, and they are hidden among ordinary people, practicing their own lives on the other side of the world. ”

"Mr. Baron, you are also ......?"

"Yes, I'm an extraordinary." Without waiting for Miss Maid to finish, Joyce turned to ask:

"What are you doing in my room?"

Sophia reacted and hurriedly said:

"It's breakfast time and you haven't shown up, Mr Harry asked me to come over and have a look, and then ......"

It's pretty much the same as I guessed...... Joyce went on to ask:

"That is, Harry could come over at any time and ask what the hell is going on?"

"Yes, yes." Sophia's voice was a little flat.

"Well, you go tell Harry that I just overslept." Joyce stepped forward and put his arm on her shoulder, and whispered:

"If there is any problem, come to the study after breakfast, and I will try to satisfy your curiosity."

"Yes, Mr. Baron."

Sophia bowed slightly, habitually accepting this solution.

Everything seemed to be at peace, the servants served the prepared food, and no one noticed the slightest anomaly.

It's not a big deal that Mr. Baron just sleeps in...... I'm sure everybody thinks so, even Mr. Harry, and only I know the real reason.

After a hearty breakfast tasted like chewing wax in her mouth, Sophia looked at Joyce as if nothing had happened, and her thoughts continued to rise like bubbles in boiling water.

Mr. Baron is an extraordinary person, I don't know what kind of magical ability he has, whether he can fly...... Is this the reason for Mr. Baron's anomalous behavior these days, to survive on the other side of the world, as he said...... Sounds so cool......

Finally after the busy time, Sophia walked to the door of the study with her coffee, suddenly a little timid, and then, she plucked up her courage and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Sophia put her coffee on the desk, and found Monsieur Baron writing, and soon he put the letter and a key in an empty envelope, and commanded herself:

"Go and call Harry over."

Yes...... Isn't it about the extraordinary, what is Mr. Harry doing...... Sophia, who was thinking about her stomach with questions, didn't react for a while.

Joyce sealed the envelope with red lacquer, and said with a smile:

"Why, I just found out my little secret, and I started to disobey the command!"

"Not really."

Sophia blushed and quickly called Mr. Harry.

Joyce took a sip of coffee to suit her taste and said to Harry:

"Remember that local cop named Dean, can you find him?"

"Yes." Harry's answer was concise and to the point, and he had already found out the details of Dean through other channels.

"Good." Joyce took out the envelope:

"Give this to him, and send someone to deliver it now."

"Yes, Mr. Baron." Harry accepted the envelope and exited the study.

Joyce leaned back in her chair and looked at the young and beautiful maid lady:

"Now, it's your turn to solve your problem."