Mystery: The Stars Returner

The crimson moon has slipped from the sky, the sporadic starlight is faint, and there is a new light brewing faintly at the junction of the distant sea and sky.

Nast, who had been observing the young man, had a sullen face and tried to speak in a calm tone, "Meeting people of unknown origin on the sea is often the most frightening thing. If you come here with good intentions, we can sit down and have a drink and chat. .”

"It's almost dawn."

An unclear remark left Nast at a loss as to what to answer. He could only remain silent and wait for the other party's next move.

"You're in luck tonight."

Hastur originally planned to take advantage of the last moment to come to Nast to test the true strength of his body.

But Bernadette also appeared here, so he didn't want to take action.

The power of the stars will make Bernadette suspicious, and now is not the time for a showdown with her.

"??"

Nast had a question mark on his forehead, not understanding the other party's purpose tonight.

But before he could ask any more questions, the young man standing in front of him felt a tremor all over his body, and the entire Black Emperor sank a bit.

When his breath calmed down again, the entire Black Emperor bounced back.

With this retraction and release, the entire Black Emperor began to rock upside down.

Nast tried to suppress the shaking of the Black Emperor, but found it difficult.

He couldn't help but have a competitive mentality in his heart, but the other party had opened the channel to the spiritual world and disappeared.

Bernadette on the Dawn also understood at this moment that the black-haired young man just now was not the uncrowned king.

It's probably some old guy who came out to pretend to be young.

Bernadette thought of the Pope of the Eternal Sun Church whom she met before, who also looked very young.

"I thought you had another guest tonight."

"He arrived only a few seconds before you."

"What a coincidence."

Nast sighed and said: "There have been more and more mysterious figures recently. This sea is no longer our era."

Bernadette chuckled and rejected his opinion, "You are indeed old, and I am still young."

Nast straightened his back slightly and spoke boldly: "Even if I grow old, I will still be the king of this sea!"

"A new generation replaces the old. This is the change of the times and the law."

“The big wave of gold mining leaves behind a lot of young people.”

Nast's confident and heroic spirit drew cheers from his crew.

……

On the coast, still on the awakening reef.

Mr. A, who has returned, waits until the sun rises from the end of the sea, and the incarnation of the Lord returns.

"You are very good."

The same tone of approval made Mr. A lower his head lower. He didn't want the Lord to see the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

He humbly opened the coffin lid and said respectfully: "Every devout believer is willing to dedicate everything to the Lord."

"Have you never thought that you are the special one?"

A light word made Mr. A think a lot in his mind, making him feel a little carried away.

After the master's figure disappeared into the coffin, Mr. A closed the coffin lid and drove a carriage he got from nowhere to a small town by the sea.

He had explored everything this town had to offer and had managed to find a suitable place.

A suitable place for the Lord to rest must naturally be a remote and quiet place, and no unrelated persons are allowed to come and disturb the Lord's sleep.

When they arrived at the habitat, Hastur put an early warning device on the coffin to end this divine visit.

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur held his head that was obviously in pain, and took another look at the star where the true Creator resides, before returning to the real world.

The sunshine was already spreading from the window. Azshara got up early and went for a walk outside. When she came back, she saw that her master was still sleeping. She went for a walk outside again and came back near noon. The person on the bed was still there. In deep sleep.

"Meow?"

Azshara came to the mirror and asked in confusion.

In the mirror, Sharon's figure appeared, looking at Hasta who was still sleeping on the bed, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Through spending time with Hastur day and night during this period, she knew that Hastur was a person who lived a very regular life and generally did not sleep for such a long time.

The depletion of spiritual power is so severe that sleep is needed to restore the spirit.

This is Sharon's judgment on Hastur's status.

But Hastur stayed in bed all night and didn't even get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Why did he lose his spiritual power?

Another unknown secret.

During this period, Caius knocked on the door once, but when Hastur ignored him, he did not appear again.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Hastur woke up from his deep sleep.

He sat up straight and shook his head, feeling very energetic and awake.

"Meow!"

Azshara rushed over, and Sharon also appeared in the mirror.

"It's okay, I'll be more careful next time."

Hasta thought about what happened last night and felt that it would be best not to be in a divine state for more than three hours in the future, otherwise he would never be able to get up the next day, which would easily lead to speculation by others.

"Be careful." Sharon warned, thought for a moment and then said, "Don't be impatient, things need to be handled slowly."

"Well, I understand what to do."

Hasta replied with a smile and then said, "Do you still remember the New Year gift I promised you?"

Sharon looked over, her expression calm and she didn't speak.

"When things settle down here, I will give you a New Year's gift."

"it is good."

"Okay, it's time for Azshara to get up, it's time for me to wash up and eat, and it's time for you to lose weight."

"Meow!"

……

At dinner time, Caius saw Hastur, but there was nothing unusual about him, and he did not ask why Hastur did not get up on time for breakfast this morning.

He just took a bunch of handwritten information and said: "During this period, we will conduct a statistics on all the plantations in your territory, including idle land and a large amount of land that can be reclaimed and utilized."

What a serious and efficient way of handling it.

Hastur was very satisfied with Caius's responsible attitude. Even without reminding him, he knew what he needed to prepare.

"Well done. The information will be placed in my room later. I want to know more about the situation."

Caius asked someone to take away the pile of information, and then took out a map. He pointed at the silver lines drawn on it and said: "This place is remote and needs several suitable commercial channels. This can connect the territory within your territory." The resources can be sold further away, and it is more suitable for doing business..."

Caius spoke seriously, Hastur glanced at the map, his eyelids twitched slightly, these routes were not as simple as business routes, they were clearly war routes.

Among these routes, three routes are like a trident nailing three important port towns on the seaside.

As long as the three port towns are captured, it is equivalent to gaining sea control of the southwestern coastline of South Wales.

There are also four routes leading inland. One route ends in the city of Carlisle where the Archduke of South Wales is located, one leads to an inland military town, one is a transportation hub, and one leads to a city rich in iron ore and other resources.

Hastur did not believe that Caius did not understand these situations. He must have made relevant preparations in advance.

"You are really suitable to be my butler," Hastur said without hesitation in giving his praise.

With an expression of joy on his face, Caius stood up straight and said, "It would be an honor for me to be your steward."

"Where's the old butler?"

"He has many things to be busy with and cannot stay here for a long time. Mrs. Lisa has also left."

Hastur smiled, nodded and said: "Then from today on, you will be the steward of this castle."

Caius took a step back, bowed and saluted: "I will be driven by your wishes!"

He was really happy and excited, he wasn't just pretending.

Hastur still has this bit of vision, and Caius seems to be loyal to him wholeheartedly?

That's why the position of a housekeeper makes him so happy.

Are the monks in yellow still divided into different factions?

Hastur asked this question directly, and Caius did not hide anything and told everything he knew.

Currently there are three main different voices within the Yellow Monks, each with their own different opinions.

The faction that Caius belongs to recognizes and supports itself and can be temporarily called the royalist faction.

The old butler was a member of the Advent sect. They believed that they needed to sacrifice themselves alive to the King in Yellow in order for the gods to come to the world.

Your own body is the vessel through which the King in Yellow comes to the world.

The third voice is the devout believers. They only care about following the King in Yellow and becoming the most devout followers.

A very classic triangle structure, moderate, radical, and neutral.

The reason why we are so calm right now is because the right time has not yet come.

The Adventists have been waiting for a suitable time to welcome the arrival of the King in Yellow.

Before this, even if the container was empty, it would not be able to receive the coming of God.

Hastur asked curiously when this time was.

Caius said in a low voice: "I don't know. We have always followed the guidance of fate. What should come will always come."

Come on, it’s the same nonsense again.

Hastur was noncommittal about this, and he only believed half of Caius's words. He could leave the remaining half to be verified at night.