Mystery: The Stars Returner

"No need to doubt, that's you, a brand new you, a you full of infinite charm."

Panadia walked behind the girl, picked up the comb on the dressing table, and began to comb the girl's somewhat scattered hair.

When I reach out and touch it, my hair is silky smooth. I only need to gently tidy it up, and my black hair will return to its neat and smooth shape.

"She is not me, she is the me that you expect, not the me that I want to be."

The girl clenched her fists and spoke in a sharp and angry tone.

"It's all the same. You don't need to reject it, just learn to accept it silently. Many things in this world don't revolve around you alone. Learning to accept it will always make you happier than resisting."

"Haha, do you think I will believe you?"

"Then do you think I care about your trust?"

"..."

The girl stopped talking, but there was a bit of sadness in her eyebrows.

Panatia leaned down, rested her chin on the girl's right shoulder, took a gentle sniff of the fragrance in her hair, and then said slowly: "You said before that you wanted to make friends, Mrs. Germani and her sister, please wait. I'll come visit you soon, you can talk to them, and they'll let you know how to be a good witch."

Half an hour later, the girl met Mrs. Germani and her sister as she wished.

Compared to her confident and arrogant sister, the girl was more willing to chat with Mrs. Gemani, who was still a little bit reluctant to let go.

"How do you think you can be a good witch?"

This topic was raised by Panadia who was standing by.

Moraka sneered: "This is really a good question. Not only should we answer it, but you should also think about this question. Who made the path of the witch full of so much pain!"

Panatya looked normal and said calmly: "We are all children of the original, so naturally we have to be close to the original."

"That's the kind of rhetoric again, it makes no sense at all!"

Moraka was very disdainful of this and had no idea of ​​answering this question.

"The reason I wanted to become a witch was just to please one person."

The girl was greatly shocked by Gemani's words. She asked with some expectation: "Can a witch really fall in love with someone?"

"Of course, we are women first, and then witches. Since we are not born witches, we naturally have the right to like and hate like ordinary women."

"You think very differently."

"Have it?"

"Of course, look at the two of them. They clearly sneer at what you said, but they can't help but want to hear something interesting from you."

Gemani just smiled and said: "I don't think liking someone is something worthy of being laughed at."

"So you are different from them."

The girl asked Panatya and Moraka to leave, and she was alone in a room with Mrs. Germani.

"Can you satisfy my curiosity?"

"I never wanted to hide this."

Gemani told the girl how she became a witch.

"Baron Hastur Campbell?"

"Well, he's a very different person."

Mrs. Gemani had a complicated expression on her face, and said with some recollection: "At the beginning, I couldn't tell when I fell in love with him. Maybe I fell in love without knowing it."

"It may also be due to the desire to conquer and rebellious psychology caused by frequent rejections."

"Later, I gradually figured out that I don't need to think clearly about these issues, as long as I know that I really like him in my heart."

The girl listened silently to Mrs. Gemani's story, and then sighed: "It's a pity that you are like this. Since he doesn't want to see you, let me help you make an appointment with him. I believe he can't refuse the power of a prince."

"No, he'll refuse."

"Then I want to see it even more."

Lady Germany did not speak. She had great confidence in Baron Hastur Campbell.

……

"An invitation to dinner from Prince Edsac?"

Hastur was enjoying life at home when Butler Neil suddenly sent him an invitation.

Hastur did not want to get close to this Prince Edsac at all.

This is the man who fell in love with Triss Chick, and is the center point of recent big events.

Hastur has no interest in getting involved in his love affair with a witch, so let them work it out on their own.

"I don't have time recently, so help me push this invitation."

Hastur directly asked Butler Neil to handle it, and he didn't even want to write a reply.

It's better to stay away and save yourself the trouble.

He still needs to pay attention to another thing now, but he doesn't want to waste his time on other things.

The day when the Twilight Hermits assassinated Duke Negan was not far away. As the butterfly effect unfolded, Hastur was not sure when the Twilight Hermits would take action.

He was thinking of a better reason to tell Greco and remind Duke Negan to be prepared.

After much deliberation, it was more appropriate to put the blame on Zillinges' accomplices.

Thinking of a good reason, Hastur went to meet with Greco that night, and vaguely mentioned that the remnants of Hurricane Lieutenant General Qilingos might assassinate Duke Negan again.

Greg looked solemn and said that he would be responsible for handling this matter.

At the same time, he also told Hastur an inside message that Earl Hall and Duke Negan had jointly recommended him to the King to go to South Wales to assist the Archduke of South Wales in guarding the coastal defense line.

What the king means is that he can first restore himself to the hereditary title of Earl Campbell, and then send himself to South Wales.

Hastur was not too surprised by this news, and he had already made various preparations to go to South Wales.

Back home, Butler Neil brought another letter, saying that Prince Edsac was very angry at him for not attending the banquet.

Hastur took the letter and looked at it. There was only one meaning in the whole letter: I am very kind to give you another chance. If you don't come to the banquet on Sunday, the consequences will be serious.

"Wait until Sunday morning and then help me refuse the invitation of Prince Edsac."

"……That's not good?"

Butler Neal looked embarrassed. No matter what, he was still a prince and a real member of the royal family. It was really unreasonable to refuse him twice in a row.

"Just say that I had a date with Greg that night."

Butler Neil had no choice but to act according to Hastur's wishes.

Arriving on the second floor, Hastur teased Azshara for a while with the dried fish, then took a bath and lay on the bed to fall asleep.

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur sat at the top, looking at the stars that were not far above his head.

It has been more than two months since the last gathering of stars, and today is a day specially chosen by Hastur.

December 12st, and will be held every two months thereafter, exactly six times a year.

This makes it easier to remember, otherwise sometimes he would really forget the specific time.

After thinking for a while, Hastur summoned the Mother Tree of Desire, Super Star Master, and Djinn.

As for the newly-appeared Ring of Fate and the alien god who was suspected of being the original hunger, he wanted to observe it for a while for the time being.

"Hell, I actually feel like time has passed so long this time!"

Just listening to the content of these words, Hastur knew that this was the speech of the djinn.

The Super Star Master was in a good mood and habitually taunted: "It is rare to have the opportunity to leave prison and temporarily regain your freedom. Naturally, you feel that time has passed for a long time."

"Oh, you are isolated from the initial barrier, aren't you also in a prison?"

This sentence is very high-level, and the djinn has really been practicing his taunting skills in the past two months.

"It's better than you being sealed in the wishing lamp all the time."

"Why, are you envious of this kind of treatment? It's a pity that Secret didn't look down on you when he first chose his opponent."

The Magic Lamp and the Super Star Master were at each other's throats as soon as they met. Only the Mother Tree of Desire, who had been silent all this time, noticed the subtle changes in the Hall of Stars.

"You have regained some of your power and authority."

The opening of the Mother Tree of Desire interrupted the fight between the Djinn and the Super Star Master.

The genie sensed it for a while, looked at the starry sky above his head, and murmured: "The stars seem to be closer to here."

Super Star Master and Desire Mother Tree also have this feeling. Being here, they feel faintly suppressed.

It didn't feel like this the last time the stars gathered.

They all looked at Hastur, who was sitting at the top of the table.

"The end is coming, and the stars have returned."

Hastur had already thought of his words, so as not to have to improvise reasons.

In fact, in order to prevent foreign gods such as the Mother Tree of Desire from noticing the changes too easily, every time he invited them to a meeting, he would deliberately lower the strength of their clones so that they would not notice this change in strength.

Otherwise, if the incarnation's strength was Sequence 9 at first, then Sequence 8, and now Sequence 6, they would definitely find something abnormal.

This time, it was the Hall of Stars that was raised high and a big step forward from returning to the starry sky, which made the Mother Tree of Desire notice the subtle changes.

The Mother Tree of Desire and the Super Star Master looked at each other and said nothing more. Only the Djinn God felt heavy.

The end has come and the stars have returned, but He still cannot see the hope of regaining his freedom.

Did He really have to bow to the Returner of the Stars in order to have the chance to regain his freedom?

Haha, lower your head, it’s impossible!

The Djinn quickly gave up such weak thoughts. Even if he was secretive at the beginning, he couldn't make him bow his head!

He currently still has the hope of being a high-dimensional overlooker, although his behavior seems a bit unreliable.