Mystery: The Stars Returner

Why did the old man speak at this time? Did he see something?

Leonard looked calm on the surface. It was impossible for him to communicate with the old man easily and happily in front of Klein, even though he had a good relationship with Klein.

When the two separated, Leonard found a secluded place and began to ask the old man what he meant by what he just said.

"It doesn't mean anything, it just means it literally. Don't you think that Mr. Azik is very kind?"

Leonard scratched his head and said: "He seems to be quite kind, but I always feel that he is not a simple person, as if he holds some big secret."

"Hey, it's rare that you are so smart sometimes."

"..." Leonard wanted to curse.

"It's useless for you to know his identity, but something big did happen today."

"whats the matter?"

"In the spiritual world, a certain dead person has crawled out of the underworld of death."

Leonard became interested and asked: "Who is it?"

"Do you know who owns the underworld?"

"I don't know, old man, can't you explain it in more detail?"

"No."

"..."

Leonard took a deep breath and warned himself in his heart not to let an old man vent his anger.

……

Southern Continent, Bailang Empire, Royal Inner Court.

"The latest news is that the Artificial Death Project has been successful!"

"How could it be successful all of a sudden!"

"It may be related to the recent large-scale war caused by the southern continent. The breath of death has always been God's favorite, and it is also the best sacrifice to promote His recovery. This is also the reason why those lunatics actively promote the war."

After a brief silence, a powerful voice sounded: "Where is our god now? We should go to welcome him back, and then let the pale flame sweep across the northern continent."

"I don't know. The people of the Artificial Death God Sect also don't know the whereabouts of God. Today's resurrection is not in their plan."

"Then let us win this war as a gift to God for his resurrection."

……

Is that all?

In the room on the second floor of the castle, Hastur and Sharon stared at the messenger who finally came from the spirit world, a small bird with golden feathers, about the size of a head, with wings spread out barely one meter long. From a distance, It seemed to be covered with a ball of golden flames, and on its head was a slightly illusory golden crown that had not yet completely solidified.

Hastur asked tentatively: "Are you willing to be my unique messenger?"

The golden bird nodded, with an innocent look in its eyes, just like the eyes of a newborn baby, clean and free of any impurities.

"How fast are you delivering letters?"

"Chirp."

The golden bird spread its wings and flew, its body merged into the spiritual world, and after a while it flew out from the spiritual world.

This means that it delivers messages very quickly and there is no need to worry about this issue.

"Sharon, what do you think?"

When Hastur suddenly asked, Sharon subconsciously replied: "It's quite cute."

She quickly reacted and added: "It looks extraordinary."

"Chirp!"

The golden bird raised its head slightly, like neatly arranged golden wings, which attracted people's attention.

This bird looks very rich.

It doesn't look like a spiritual creature, but more like a special domesticated trust bird.

"Well, let's sign a contract."

Hastur picked up the black round-belly pen and tawny parchment that he had prepared long ago, and quickly wrote the contract in the ancient Hermetic language that leveraged the power of nature.

The format and terms generally include the following: the messenger cannot peek into the contents of the letter, discard the letter, or endanger the life and safety of the contractor.

In order to ensure the binding force of the contract, the last part needs to be filled in with the honorable name of the god in the domain to which it belongs.

Logically speaking, this is an undead contract. Normally, the name of the God of Death must be used, but the God of Death has fallen. Although he is not dead yet, there is no longer any response, and the binding force is insufficient.

Moreover, Hastur felt that the origin of this golden bird might be very important. After thinking about it, he chose to fill in the name "The Returner of the Stars".

Let the stars bear witness to this contract, which can effectively ensure that it is difficult for the other party to violate the contract.

After Hastur wrote it and checked it twice, he handed the contract to the golden bird.

It lowered its head and held the parchment filled with the contents of the contract in its beak, flew to the table next to it, and carefully looked at every word and symbol in the contract.

Finally, it stretched out its right wing, clicked on a certain part of the contract, and made a chirping sound.

Hastur walked over and took a look. It was a clause about the freedom of messengers.

According to his idea, the messenger has no freedom and must ensure that he is always available without any complaints.

Hastur asked tentatively: "Do you want to have a certain degree of freedom?"

"Chirp!"

Hasta thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. We don't disturb each other on weekdays, but when I need to deliver a message, you have to come as soon as possible."

"Chirp."

Hasta had a smile on his face, "I have made certain concessions, so do you also need to give me some compensation?"

The golden bird tilted its head and thought for a while, then nodded.

"If I need any help in the future, you must try your best to help me. Of course, in return, I will give you a generous reward."

"Chirp."

"If there are no other objections, we will sign the contract."

Hastur slightly modified the contents of the contract on the parchment, and showed it to the golden bird to take a look at it. Both parties had no objections, so Hastur took up a pen and wrote his name on it: Hastur Campbell.

After Hastur finished signing, the parchment floated into the air and came to the golden bird.

It looked at its dark red beak, then at the wings on both sides. After thinking for a long time, it finally chose to tap the parchment paper with its protruding beak.

A golden flame flashed, and a name appeared on it: Gray Carrie.

"Grey Carrie...that's a nice name, and it sounds familiar."

Hastur looked at the name, murmured, and then seemed to think of something. He looked at the golden bird as big as his head in disbelief.

It looks chubby when its wings are folded, its eyes are as pure as a newborn baby, and sometimes it looks a little silly when it's in a daze.

Could this thing be the ancestor of the phoenix, Greycarrie?

"Come here, let me take a look."

Hastur put away the parchment, then stretched out his hand to summon the little bird named Gray Carrie. It landed firmly on Hastur's shoulder and turned its head slightly to look at him.

"Grey Carrie, is this really your name?"

"Chirp."

"Do you still have any memories of the past?"

"Chirp?"

"Can not remember?"

"Chirp."

"Why can't you speak?"

"Chirp."

"Are you too lazy to say it?"

"Chirp!"

……

Hastur asked many questions, but the answer was only a chirp. Fortunately, the tone occasionally changed, allowing Hastur to roughly hear some of its answers.

"You can go back now. I will call you again when I need you."

"Chirp."

The little bird was surrounded by golden flames, naturally opening the door to the spiritual world, and its body went away like a stream of light.

In the spirit world, in a place that Hastur and Sharon had never seen, it held its head high, fluttering its wings to its fullest, whizzing past and flying to the underworld. A pair of phoenix eyes swept across, and its small body exuded an unstoppable energy. Seeing the majesty of the sight, all spiritual creatures trembled.

It wasn't until it flew into the depths of the underworld that it let out a cry and its body expanded rapidly.

The body continued to grow from the size of the head, one foot, ten, one hundred feet long... and finally turned into a huge fire phoenix that seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun. The golden crown on top of its head was as dazzling as the sun.

The desolate underworld that had been silent for countless years finally welcomed its owner again.

……

On this day, the Church of the Goddess of Night received an oracle from the goddess, ordering the church members who were still in the Southern Continent to leave the Southern Continent and return to Backlund.

At the same time, other righteous gods also issued oracles with similar contents. Only the Eternal Flame Church did not have an oracle.

On this day, the Bailang Empire launched a large-scale war, aiming to wipe out the turmoil in the southern continent in one fell swoop, and then send its troops to the northern expedition.

On this day, the uncrowned king, who had been wandering on the sea, went to the Abyss of Storms to provoke, triggering the divine descent again, and endless thunder enveloped all nearby sea areas.

On this day, the violent wind and thunder on the outer edge of the violent sea, known as the forbidden sea area, gradually dispersed, attracting many pirates to come and explore.

……

None of this has anything to do with Hastur, who is preparing to visit the Archduke of South Wales.

Originally, he didn't want to make this trip so early, but the Archduke of Southwell directly sent an invitation, which was nominally for his eldest son's twentieth birthday dinner.

In fact, Hastur was urged to visit him, the powerful man in South Wales.

Along with the invitation came a letter of reprimand, which was sent by a member of the royal family.

The letter severely criticized Hastur's whereabouts during this period, his failure to visit the Archduke of Southwell in time, and his failure to take into account the king's high hopes for him.

Hastur had no choice but to pack his things, buy a gift along the way, and take Sharon and Azshara to ride in the carriage.

As for Caius, Hastur asked him to stay in the castle and be responsible for repairing the roads, while also slightly repairing the castle to make it look younger.