Mystery: The Stars Returner

St. Samuel's Church.

When Leonard came back smelling of alcohol, there were already many people waiting for him, including Klein who came with the Nighthawks team to report the results of last night's victory.

"There has been no news all night, so we thought you were in danger."

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

"Leonard Mitchell, you are a true warrior. You have successfully proved to everyone that you are a qualified member of the Red Gloves!"

After a round of greetings and affirmations, Leonard, who was already a little light-headed due to drinking too much wine, became even more light-headed.

Klein held his arm and asked him to sit on a bench to rest.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Leonard's body, Klein frowned slightly and said, "You smell like alcohol, what on earth did you do last night?"

Acting as a bait is inherently dangerous. After Leonard escaped, he didn't hide quickly and drank all night long.

I really don’t know whether I should call him bold or ignorant.

Leonard glanced at the other members of the Red Gloves team who also wanted to know what happened last night, cleared his throat, and said:

"I happened to be teleported near a bar last night. Because of the negative effects of the sealed object, I didn't dare to walk around at will, let alone return to the church directly. I could only temporarily choose that bar as a place to stay."

“At that time, I was feeling chilly and my whole body was freezing, so I drank some strong liquor to relieve the symptoms. I didn’t really want to drink too much at first, but then I met an interesting drinker and chatted with him in a very interesting way. Unknowingly, Just drink a lot.”

"The drinker behind me went home to rest first. I stayed at the bar until the bar closed at dawn, and then I rushed back in a carriage."

Leonard roughly recounted what happened last night, which satisfied the curiosity of the people around him.

Klein thought for a moment, but still didn't ask Leonard how much he drank last night.

He has seen the prices in Backlund before, and the wine in the bar will definitely be much more expensive than outside.

Leonard drank all night and probably drank all his salary for a week.

The captain of the Red Glove Team who was responsible for leading Leonard also thought about this problem. He smiled and patted Leonard on the shoulder, "Don't worry, the cost of going out to perform the mission can be reimbursed."

"Thank you, captain." Leonard had a smile on his face.

A night's worth of drinks. Judging from his visual inspection of the drink prices in the bar last night, it shouldn't be a problem to quote 50 gold pounds for a night's worth of drinks.

After all, they didn't know that most of what they drank last night was relatively cheap Southwell beer, and they didn't know that their drink money had already been paid off.

Earning an extra 50 gold pounds for nothing is indeed a good development.

He had already decided to go to the Brave Bar in a few days when the news was less tense, and he would pay for the drink back anyway.

Leonard, who had completed his mission, went to the room to rest, accompanied by Klein.

On the way, Klein gave Leonard a brief introduction to last night's results.

Their East Area Nighthawks team alone, together with a team of Punishers, rounded up and killed five Extraordinaries, including a Sequence 6.

The results of the ambush at the Plaza de Cervilas on the other side were even more astonishing.

After surrounding and killing two Sequence 5s, one Sequence 4 demigod was almost left behind, which completely shocked the Extraordinaries lurking in the secret.

As for the identities of the two Sequence 5 extraordinary powerhouses, the church has not chosen to disclose them.

According to a member of the Red Gloves team, one of them may be from the Fosac Empire, and the other is a member of the Church of Knowledge and Wisdom.

Leonard listened silently and said with emotion: "A Sequence 4 demigod actually came out to target me. Fortunately, I ran fast enough, otherwise it would have been terrible."

"You still have to be careful next time. There must be more than just those people spying last night. For example, the Aurora Society, which is always known for its boldness, has not sent anyone to take action yet." Klein reminded.

"It's strange that they are so tolerant this time. It's really rare."

Leonard also found it strange that in his impression, the Aurora Society belonged to the kind of terrorist organization that feared neither heaven nor earth.

They should also be looking for the followers of the stars, but why is there no movement at all?

Do they already have the wisdom to see through the trap?

That's really scary.

After sending Leonard back to the room, Klein left first. This time he came to St. Samuel's Church for business reasons and did not have much time to reminisce about old times.

Leonard went back home and lay on the bed, ready to have a good sleep, when he was disturbed by a voice deep inside his heart.

"There was something unusual about the man you were talking to last night."

"You mean Mr. Hastur? Does he have any special identity?" Leonard's sleepiness was driven away a lot.

"It's not clear, I can't see through him. But it's just because I can't see through him that there might be something wrong with him."

"Old man, even you can't see through this?"

"I'm just a little skeptical."

"What do you suspect?"

"Could that person be the one favored by the night? The person I can't see through, apart from having a higher status than me, only has the secret of the night."

Leonard's sleepiness disappeared and he became energetic and asked curiously: "Old man, how powerful were you in your lifetime?"

"In life? Brat, I'm not dead yet!"

"Ahem, it was a slip of the tongue."

"If you want to know what level of existence I am, then hurry up and improve your strength. Backlund is not simple. A Sequence 7 is just a slightly more powerful ant."

Seeing that the old man didn't want to disclose this issue, Leonard brought the topic to the issue of the Night Blessed.

"No wonder I had a great conversation with him when we first met. It turns out that he is the favored one of the goddess."

"I just have doubts."

"As long as he has no ill intentions toward me, don't explore his identity. After all, it's rare to have a friend I can talk to."

"You are stupid, but your luck seems to be pretty good."

Leonard shouted: "Old man, can you speak properly!"

There was a tut from deep inside, as if he was disdainful of this.

"Do you still remember the negative effects of that cloak of night?"

"It's easy to encounter incredible events if you walk around randomly?"

"Perhaps your meeting last night was an incredible event."

"Is it really so accurate?"

Leonard was completely shocked by these words.

But when I think about it carefully, I find it really incredible.

I was just looking for a bar to drink, but I happened to meet someone who was slightly better than me in terms of appearance and talent.

Recalling the scene last night, Mr. Hastur walked out of the VIP room in the bar, which meant that he came to the Brave Bar earlier than he did.

Judging from his tone, he was a regular visitor to that bar, so there was no possibility that he was squatting there to wait for him.

Leonard thought carefully for a long time and agreed with the old man's guess.

It is truly incredible that there is a man in this world whose looks and talents are better than his own.

……

"It turns out that the person pretending to be a follower of the stars is you, Leonard."

In the Palace of Stars, Hastur accurately found the person pretending to be a believer in the stars, Leonard Mitchell, by spying on the relevant fate.

He drank too late last night and slept until noon as soon as he came back. It wasn't until after lunch that he returned to his room and entered the Hall of Stars to start spying on his fate.

Unexpectedly, the person finally found out was Leonard.

Last night, I had a drink with Leonard and talked about the disciples of the stars. The two of them were very different.

Thinking about it now, everything seems very interesting.

Hastur chuckled a few times, and then thought about Leonard's intention of pretending to be a believer in the stars.

He should have learned about the existence of the Stars Believers from the church, and he had only recently come to Backlund from Tingen.

Combined with recent events, it is not difficult to infer that Leonard's disguise as a disciple of the stars was the instruction from the Church of the Goddess of the Night.

The purpose of doing this should be to attract true believers of the stars.

"It's a good strategy, but it's a pity that Backlund only has Fors, a disciple of the stars. It's impossible for you to fish a completely flat fish out of the water."

Hastur murmured, not wanting to take any measures against Leonard for the time being.

Perhaps it was fate. Last night, I just went to the Brave Bar and met Leonard, who had just arrived in Backlund not long ago.

Leonard's identity card in the Tarot Society is the star, and he symbolizes the stars.

There is a connection between the stars and the stars, and he pretends to be a believer in the stars.

Hastur wouldn't mind making Leonard a true believer in the stars if given the chance.

Making a fake show and doing it for real is also a good development.

Hastur thought for a while, then glanced at the twinkling stars in the sky above his head.

Except for the high-dimensional overlooker who is still looking at the sea, the other stars are quiet.

Hastur just stared at the High-dimensional Overlooker for a while, then moved to another small point of light.

Since the last time the white crystal eyeball was shot down from the sky by the Lord of Storms and landed on the border of the Republic of Intis, he no longer paid attention to it.

Looking at it now, I saw that the white crystal eyeball had fallen on the bell tower of a small town, with cracks all over the body, but the light inside had not dissipated much.

The hazy light seemed to be passing through the big bell, turning into invisible ripples and spreading in all directions.

Is this pollution from high-dimensional overlookers?

After looking at it carefully for a while, Hastur temporarily rejected this guess.

The residents of the town are still living peacefully, and have not changed due to the arrival of the white crystal eyeballs. No one even knows that there is a pair of white crystal eyeballs on the bell tower.

"It always makes people feel uneasy."

Hastur stared at it for a long time, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he left the Hall of Stars.