Chapter 73 Incomplete Memory

Duncan quickly averted his gaze from the golden mask, allowing himself to lower his eyes slightly like the ordinary believers around him, pretending to be ready to listen intently.

He had not yet heard anything useful and couldn't afford to draw the cult group's attention too soon.

Just as he lowered his head, that feeling of being watched swept over him again.

Duncan frowned slightly, following the sensation, and sure enough, it was the same girl in a black dress with a strange bell around her neck who was secretly observing him—and when he turned his gaze toward her, she subtly looked away.

This puzzled Duncan.

He was sure he didn't know her, and there was no information about this girl in the memories of his body's original owner—why would a follower of the Sun God take such frequent interest in him?

Was it truly because the dove on his shoulder was exceptionally quaint?