Chapter 38: The Tin Knight and The Hanging Sinner (1)
The gazes of the woman hanging on the pillar and the party met.
Pink eyes stared at the Tin Knight, Dorothea, and Adelaide in turn.
For someone who had been trapped and suffering for countless years, those eyes were serene—too serene.
Eyes were vessels that held emotions and windows to the soul.
Yet her eyes didn’t contain pain and resentment, nor did they reveal hostility and hatred.
Like a reader who found a rare book hidden in an old library.
Like a scholar who discovered a new species for the first time.
Like a child just before opening a gift box.
The woman observed the party with eyes full of curiosity and intrigue.
Receiving her gaze, each member of the party had different thoughts.
The pure-hearted Adelaide felt relief.