Mystery: The Stars Returner

The next day, Alfred Hall wandered around the streets of Puning Port with several nobles who had good personal relationships.

There were quite a few nobles who traveled from Backlund to the Southern Continent to make money or start a career. Most of them were the descendants of a certain powerful noble.

This time, they left the Southern Continent with Alfred Hall, so that they could take care of each other on the way.

The group walked around the streets for a while and then went to a well-known local restaurant to enjoy lunch.

Compared to the rough style in the Southern Continent, the food here is much more refined, although it is far from as good as Backlund.

The group of people was enjoying the delicacies of their hometown with great emotion. The topic of chatting among the guests beside them somehow came to the Archduke of South Wales and the future of South Wales.

Many diners said that even if a pig became the Duke of South Wales, it would be better than the current one.

Some radical diners even said in a joking tone that if one day the war in the Southern Continent really spreads to South Wales, he would definitely not count on the defenders of South Wales, but would join the camp of the South Continent and fight together. Overthrow this rotten and stinking land.

Although the man said it in a joking tone, it still aroused the echo of many people.

Listening to their conversation, it was all accusations, and not a single word was directed toward the Kingdom.

This made Alfred Hall and others look at each other, and even the food in front of them no longer tasted good.

They listened patiently for a while, and found that the logic of these diners' speeches was this. The port defenders were incompetent, and the Duke of Southwell was incompetent, which meant that the king was too stupid, and the entire Loen Kingdom was in ruins.

Finally, Alfred Hall and others hurriedly finished their lunch and left the restaurant.

After they left, the diners who had been chatting quietly became quiet again and began to talk about what they were going to do today.

Alfred Hall and his group had no interest in shopping anymore. They returned to the hotel room and each wrote a letter to send to Backlund.

They have experienced with their own eyes how terrible the war in the Southern Continent is. In the current state of South Wales, if there is no suitable person in power to turn the tide, it will be a matter of time before the door of the kingdom is pried open.

Maybe even a well-equipped pirate group could seize the port directly.

As the nobles of Loen, they have the responsibility to give the king a warning at this critical moment.

In another hotel room, Hastur was holding Azshara and stroking her hair.

Ever since being kneaded by Sharon once, Azshara has become much more well-behaved, and she no longer dares to instigate the relationship between Hastur and Sharon.

Instead, the war between stray cats and dogs in the port was much more intense than before.

"I didn't expect Miss Audrey's second brother to come back from the Southern Continent. It seems that the situation there is very chaotic." Hasta sighed with emotion.

Today at noon, he was also in that restaurant and heard with his own ears the nobles calling a man of about twenty-five or sixty-five years old Alfred.

Compared to Audrey's beauty and Hibbert's aristocratic temperament, Alfred, who went to the Southern Continent to work hard, exuded a rough atmosphere from the Southern Continent, even though he tried hard to dilute it with aristocratic etiquette. , but with little effect.

Xu was exposed to the sea breeze and sun all year round in the southern continent. His skin color was obviously bronze, his chin and beard were messy, and only one of his eyes shone like a businessman's shrewdness.

Based on his understanding of Earl Hall, Hastur believed that Alfred would not be favored by Earl Hall even if he returned to Backlund.

He was destined to be a failure when it came to inheriting the title of Earl of Hall.

No way, appearance and temperament can sometimes determine a lot of things.

Hastur fully understands this.

"Meow?"

Azshara raised her head slightly, as if questioning Hastur.

Hastur lowered his head slightly and kneaded the round Azshara against the direction of the hair. "You are very talented at being a provocateur."

"Meow." Azshara thought it was a compliment and laughed happily.

While Hastur was playing around with Azshara, Sharon, who had gone out to inquire about the situation, came back from the window.

"At around two to two-thirty in the middle of the night, the target ship will dock."

"Meow."

Azshara broke away from Hastur's squeeze and fled into Sharon's arms. She blinked her innocent eyes and began to complain aggrievedly.

Hastur asked: "Have you figured out who is responsible for guarding the ship?"

"There is a high probability that it is a Sequence 4." Sharon stretched out her hand to caress Azshara's head and continued: "The target is the coffin, there is no need to fight to the death."

"Yes, I understand." Hastur nodded.

The two began to make plans on how to proceed.

……

Late at night, at 2:25, a total of three ships from the southern continent successfully arrived at Puning Port.

The night under the hazy moonlight seemed particularly deserted and quiet.

In the merchant ship berthing area of ​​the port, when three ships were docked, a fire, set by an unknown source, began to burn and spread for no reason.

These three ships, disguised as ordinary merchant ships, secretly used their extraordinary abilities to extinguish the source of the fire when the fire threatened to spread out of control to prevent damage to the cargo on board.

When the fire was brought under control and the smoke gradually dissipated, Hastur had already made his way to one of the ships with a mirror.

The information Sharon got was that there was a coffin containing the mummy of a demigod on the ship, but she didn't know which ship it was on. She needed to find it by herself.

Hastur was very good at this job. He had a rough idea of ​​the location of the demigod mummy by peering into fate before he acted.

But in the peeped-in related pictures, I didn't see that guardian, so Hastur only dispatched the spirit body, which is more convenient and safer.

When there is any danger, Hastur will hide in the Hall of Stars, and then come again with the help of the Star Container.

Because of his preparation in advance, Hastur easily reached the place where the mummy was kept.

On the surface, there were only six people guarding the coffin. They were divided into three groups, with two people in each group. Two groups patrolled alternately, and the other group always stayed near the target coffin.

Even if there was a fire on the ship just now, they did not leave their posts.

Hastur hid in the corner and did not take action immediately.

The plan he and Sharon made was to send the coffin into the spirit world and then transport the coffin away from the spirit world.

Otherwise, if you want to transport the coffin in front of everyone, you need to defeat all the guards on the ship.

If this is the case, Hastur doesn't need to sneak in secretly, he can just grab it openly.

After silently observing the staggered time of the two patrol teams, Hastur came out of the shadows, took advantage of the short gap between the patrols, successfully sneaked in, and came to a place three meters away from the coffin.

Now you only need to solve the two guards who are inseparable, and you can send the coffin into the spirit world.

In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, Hastur specially brought the witch card with him.

The witch blends into the shadows, is good at assassination, and also has certain anti-divination abilities. Coupled with the personality of the witch card itself, it can more effectively cover Hastur's aura.

Before taking action, Hastur looked around again and found that he did not sense the aura of the demigod, so he launched a surprise attack from the shadow position.

First, he pounced behind a defender. The witch card in his hand was like the sharpest weapon and easily slit his throat. At the same time, he used mental shock moves to control the other person so that he could not issue a warning. Then he pounced in front of him. With a horrified look in his eyes, he slit his throat with the edge of the witch card.

After quickly dealing with the two people, Hastur pushed the corner of the coffin away before the other guardians had time to react.

When he clearly saw that there was indeed a mummy filled with spices lying inside, Hastur threw the mirror he was carrying into the coffin, and let Sharon, who was hidden in the mirror, take the coffin into the spiritual world.

This would take some time, so Hastur put away the witch card, used the ability of the war emblem, covered himself with a layer of armor, held a big sword, and stood in front of the coffin to buy Sharon time.

Just when Hastur pushed the corner of the coffin away, he had already touched the warning measures left above.

A figure with a powerful aura came over quickly. He was about forty years old, two meters tall, bald, but with a beard. There was also a diagonal scar on the corner of his left eye. He looked particularly burly. Strong.

The Feng Shui in the Southern Continent is really nurturing.

Hastur only had this thought in his mind. This body looked even more arrogant than the barbarian himself.

The rest of the guards rushed over and surrounded Hastur.

When he noticed the subtle fluctuations of the opening of the spiritual world, the leader didn't say a word, but actually picked up a book and started reading it carefully.

This contrast made Hastur stunned for a moment, but the various vicious curses and frost attacks that followed made him instantly understand that the other party was a Witch King, coming from the moon path.

Hastur tried his best to dodge, but every curse that was green or dark, like tarsal poison, kept chasing him. In just a few breaths, the armor worn by Hastur had been corroded into a A hole.

If there was flesh inside the armor, the skin would have been ulcerated and pus would have erupted.

"A spirit body?"

The leader's face showed confusion and sarcasm, and he did not reveal his mythical creature form. He just continued to turn the pages of the book, and curses targeting the spirit body completely covered Hastur's surroundings.

At the same time, Hastur's figure was reflected in his eyes, as if he was brewing something.

At this time, a bright light bloomed as brightly as the sun, and all the curses and ice constraints melted like snow.

The light was so dazzling that it was difficult to open one's eyes, and even the leader subconsciously squinted his eyes.

He couldn't clearly see the specific situation in the light for a while.

Worried that the intruder would take this opportunity to escape, he drew a ritual in mid-air with his right hand, as if a moon was emerging.

The gentle and cold light brought by the moon dispersed the dazzling sun and restored the vision of those present.

But when the light dissipated, the coffin had disappeared, and only a figure wearing tattered armor remained.