The dressing room without the main light is slightly dim. Two small mirror lamps maintain bright light near the dressing table.
Lydia sat in front of the mirror, lost in thought.
After a long time, she came back to her senses, her burgundy eyes moved slightly, and she focused on her face in the mirror.
Her appearance is actually not very beautiful.
She has short blue hair, thick eyebrows, and some inconspicuous freckles on her cheeks. Combined with her unmarked facial features, she is less feminine and more feminine, but has a more neutral and unique temperament.
The genius mechanic she plays is even more unisexly dressed in a peaked cap.
Why, why do people like this? Why does art always have to be tarnished? Lydia's mind was confused, and she subconsciously placed her right hand on her chest, twisting the thin silver chain around her neck with her index finger.
After a few rounds, she pulled out the jewelry she was wearing——
A small shell-shaped pendant.
Lydia opened the pendant smoothly and looked at the photos inside, her eyes filled with mist.
It was a photo of a young man, a common boy with black hair and brown hair, with a face and strong facial features, giving him a very reliable feeling.
"Corvo, how should I choose?" Lydia squeezed the pendant and closed her eyes while murmuring.
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The "Golden Cat Interior Hall" of the Grand Theater.
After Valeera completed a role-playing mission, she discovered an unusual situation——
There are not many guests left.
It is normal for some people to leave a place like this with satisfaction... However, there should not be no new guests entering.
Judging from her experience in the past few days, at least during the time she was performing, the number of people present would not change significantly.
Are the official Beyonders tracking me down? Or...are there distinguished guests coming? Well, it was more like having an honored guest, Valeela quickly made a judgment.
Generally speaking, Backlund's Queens District and Joe Wood District belong to the "Punishers", the West District and the North District belong to the "Nighthawks", and the Hillston District and Backlund Bridge area belong to the "Mechanical Heart" managed.
With Valeera's current level of fussing, the people most likely to notice her are the "Nighthawks", followed by the "Machine Heart".
But unless the official Beyonder has decided to carry out an arrest operation, it should not make such an obvious move to clear the area.
Since there was an escape route arranged, Valeela decided to take some risks and see what happened.
After about ten minutes, all the remaining guests left, including the dancers who were chatting at the edge of the stage and the musicians on the periphery.
A middle-aged gentleman with a somewhat serious face and a smile on his face ushered the distinguished guest in from the entrance on the third floor.
The person who came was older, with a round face, rather high cheekbones, and distinct wrinkles everywhere. His black hair mixed with silver threads was neatly combed back, revealing a broad forehead and a slightly high hairline.
Valeera recognized him at a glance. This was Baron Sindras.
His appearance was exactly the same as the photos published in the newspapers.
Does a boss of this level need to go to such an occasion to have fun? Completely cleared, what is the theater going to do here? Valeera, who was hiding aside, frowned.
After a while, a lady walked slowly in from the entrance on the first floor of the inner hall.
Lydia restored the makeup of the genius mechanic in "The Return of the Earl", walked to the center of the stage, and saluted the guests on the third floor.
Then she began to perform her best songs and dances without accompaniment.
Valeela did not leave.
Anyway, to her, it doesn't matter who she plays, as long as it's not an extraordinary person.
She was just a little surprised that the theater was willing to let such a promising opera singer perform such a performance, even if the audience was such a powerful person.
When the performance began, the middle-aged gentleman who led the way quietly retreated, leaving only the dancers, guests, and Valeela as an audience member in the inner hall.
After the performance, Lydia entered the room and got up close and personal with the man, who was closer to her father's age.
Baron Sindras was not polite and quickly started to take action.
But soon, he frowned, pulled off Lydia's silver pendant necklace, and threw it aside before she could react.
The pendant's shell-like cover fell open, revealing the photo inside.
Baron Sindras pulled back Lydia's outstretched palm, glanced at the photo in the pendant, and said with a smile:
"Hmph, you shouldn't have brought it in."
Then, he will continue his previous actions.
Lydia closed her eyes and a tear slipped down. She felt that she had been waiting for a long time, but she did not wait for the expected invasion.
She opened her eyes again and saw an extra lady wearing a dark blue windbreaker appear in the room.
The lady, whose face was mostly covered by the high collar, just reached out and picked it up, and the shell pendant on the ground flew into her hand as if it was pulled by invisible threads.
"Are you still going to sit on his lap?" Valeela asked in a low voice.
After being reminded, Lydia turned around and found that the baron had lost consciousness and his eyes had become dull.
She quickly stood up and tidied up her somewhat messy dress.
After a moment, Lidya, who barely regained her composure, asked:
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am."
Valeela did not answer the question, raised the pendant in front of Lydia and asked:
"The important thing is, who is he?"
"What's your relationship with him?"
Facing Valeela's unquestionable sharp eyes, Lydia took a breath and replied:
"His name is Corvo. He is the senior inspector of the Hisak Bureau of the Cherwood District Police Department. He is also my former boyfriend, the one who is about to get engaged."
"At the end of last year, he was killed by gangsters."
When she mentioned the death of her sweetheart, Lydia's voice became more sad and trembling.
Through these few words, Valeera also completely confirmed the situation.
She thought for a while and then asked:
"Tell me about Corvo, does he have a family?"
Lydia felt that this lady who suddenly appeared was a little strange, but the magical scene of Valeera picking up the pendant with just a wave made her scared, so she responded cooperatively:
"He rarely tells me about the past."
"I roughly know that before he entered the police force, there was an accident at home. His parents, brothers, and even his next door neighbor were either dead or crazy. He was the only one who escaped."
"I went to the asylum with him to visit his brother."
"He told me that it was the 'Storm Lord' who protected him."
Speaking of "Storm Lord", Lydia raised her right fist and lightly tapped it on the left side of her chest.
"Why do you do this kind of thing?" Valeela stared into Lidia's burgundy eyes, "For money, or to cling to the powerful?"
"Why do you still carry a picture of Corvo when you've forgotten about him?"
Although she felt that the woman's questions were getting more and more strange, Lydia still subconsciously retorted:
"I don't!"
