Mystery: The Stars Returner

As Audrey spoke, everyone else's eyes also focused on her.

Shijie said calmly: "There is indeed a bit of trouble. I want to issue a commission for this. I need a ship to help me leave that uninhabited island."

Audrey and others turned their attention to Alger. Currently, only Mr. Hanged Man has the ability to resolve matters at sea.

Alger suppressed his displeasure and said calmly: "There are many uninhabited islands in the sea. You need to give a specific location so that I can help you find a way to get a ship."

"It should be in the waters near the Rossed Islands."

The World gave a relatively reliable position. This was the approximate position he determined by observing the nearby sea area, the starry sky above his head, the direction of ocean currents and many other aspects for several days.

"Should?" Alger frowned slightly.

"Yes, I drifted on the sea for a while before landing on a desert island. I can only guess that it is located in the waters near the Rossed Islands."

Alger shook his head and said: "The information you gave is too little. I don't have the ability to let people explore all the waters near the Rossed Islands."

The world was a little disappointed and said: "Isn't there any other feasible way?"

"The sea is dangerous, especially in unexplored places. There are also dangerous sea areas near the Rossed Islands that need to be detoured. You may be out of luck."

Alger thought for a while, and then taught the world how to survive on an uninhabited island and how to attract the attention of nearby ships.

"Mr. Hanged Man, thank you for your help." The World said sincerely.

Alger's expression softened a lot, and his wariness towards this new member dissipated a lot.

As soon as he joined the Tarot Club, he asked Miss Justice and himself for help one after another. Even if he gets out of trouble in the future, his right to speak in the Tarot Club will still need to be divided between himself and Miss Justice.

Forsi, who did not miss any detail, asked: "Mr. World, how did you end up living on an uninhabited island?"

"The boat I was on encountered a huge wave and was unfortunately swept into the sea. I happened to be drifting on the sea holding an empty oak barrel, and was finally pushed by the wave to the beach of an uninhabited island."

Forsi nodded and silently recorded the relevant information about this new member in his heart.

The world looked at Miss Justice, "I am still trapped on an uninhabited desert island. I can use part of my extraordinary knowledge to repay the debt I owe. Of course, you can also choose to wait until I get out of trouble before discussing this issue."

Audrey said very generously, "Mr. World, I deeply sympathize with your situation. Providing some food and water is just a small help. As a member of the Tarot Club, I don't need you to pay anything in return." "

As expected of Miss Justice, she doesn't look down on this small favor at all.

Klein sighed inwardly and felt much more relaxed.

……

After the Tarot session, Klein returned to the uninhabited desert island. Based on the desert island survival knowledge provided by Mr. Hanged Man, he began to cut down the thorny jungle and rare large trees.

The thick smoke during the day and the light of fire at night are more likely to attract the attention of passing ships.

Among the knowledge on desert island survival, it includes knowledge on how to reasonably and efficiently create billowing smoke.

Unfortunately, he had bad luck.

After staying on the uninhabited island for another week, he still didn't encounter a ship passing nearby.

This made him start to worry. Could the desert island he was on be located in those dangerous waters?

There is a scary stone church on the island, and it might be listed as a forbidden area not to be approached.

During this period of time, he has explored the entire island, and except for the center of the island, there is nothing special anywhere else.

This is an island with poor resources.

"Should I live my whole life on this uninhabited island..."

Klein once tried to use his underwater breathing ability to leave this uninhabited island by swimming, but the waves nearby were too big, and one wave after another knocked him back hard.

As for cutting down trees to build ships... there are very few trees on the island, and most of them are malnourished and distorted.

"If Miss Justice can sacrifice a steamship to herself, she might have a chance to leave here."

Klein was thinking a bit whimsically, but unfortunately with his current strength, he is still unable to achieve this step.

Maybe he will have this ability when he reaches a higher level.

Sitting by the campfire, Klein ate strawberry-flavored ice cream from Backlund with a sad look on his face.

Well, this thing was also fed to him by Miss Justice.

In addition to ice cream, Miss Justice also fed him many good things that he couldn't usually eat or couldn't bear to spend money on.

This gave him the illusion that he was being held captive by Miss Justice...

Another three days passed, and Klein was once again photographed on the beach by the ruthless wave.

Lying on the sand, raising his head, looking at the seabirds flying freely in the sky, he sighed again.

Just as another disappointing day was coming to an end, Klein suddenly caught a glimpse of a ship approaching on the sea.

He blinked in a daze at first, then hurriedly got up and rubbed his eyes a few times. Sure enough, he clearly saw a small ship slowly approaching here.

Hope has finally arrived!

Klein was overjoyed and quickly put the remaining wet wood on the fire to create even greater smoke. At the same time, he waved a cracked light gray canvas drifting on the sea and shouted loudly, hoping that the people on the ship would Be able to notice here.

He was really lucky. The ship was steadily heading in his direction. Apparently the people on the ship had seen the thick smoke here.

In addition to being overjoyed, Klein also secretly increased his vigilance. There were many pirates on the sea, and who knew whether this ship had good intentions or malicious intentions.

In order to prevent any accidents, he quickly buried all the food scraps fed by Miss Justice with sand.

When the ship gradually got closer enough to see clearly what was going on on board, Klein took a breath and took a few steps back.

The figure sitting cross-legged on the bow of the ship was tall and thin, with silver hair that reached down to his vest. He was wearing a simple and plain linen robe, with overlapping wings of light on his back.

Just at the first glance, a thought came to Klein's mind, angel!

The figure on the boat basically corresponds to the angel image on the mural that Little Sun saw in the ruins of the temple.

Klein's heart was beating violently, and his brain went blank for a moment. The angel entered the real world from myths and legends.

I wonder if this angel could be the angel where the ancient sun god sat? Or the King of the Eight Archangels?

Can't think about these things!

Klein tried to control himself not to think about things about the ancient sun god and the eight kings of angels.

My heart is full of worries. I wonder if my specialness will be noticed.

But it was impossible for him to turn around and run away, because he simply could not escape in front of an angel, and such behavior did not fit the image of a castaway trying to survive on a desert island.

The ship slowly arrived at the shore.

Just when Klein tried to pretend to be ecstatic and stepped forward to chat.

The angel on the bow calmly glanced at him, then flapped his wings of light and flew into the sky, heading for the center of the island.

Soon, violent noises were heard there, and the entire island made a rumbling sound as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and Klein was knocked to the ground.

Another figure walked out of the boat at this moment. Even though the other person's clothes and temperament were different from before, Klein still recognized the other person's identity at a glance, Mr. A from the Aurora Society!

It was Mr. A who took away the divinity from Lanerwus' body in front of them.

Isn't he the person in charge of Aurora Club in Backlund?

How could he suddenly run to the sea and appear in front of him by chance?

If he found out that he was a night watcher of the Church of the Night Goddess, he would definitely not let him go.

Let alone whether he can defeat Mr. A, the shepherd of Sequence 5, the angel who is traveling with him can crush him to death a dozen times with one finger.

Now, he could only hope that when he was trapped on a desert island for more than ten days, his image would be very different from that of Backlund, and he should not be noticed at a glance.

After all, they only had a fleeting glance at that time.

Klein groaned secretly in his heart, but he still showed an expression of joy on his face and walked quickly to Mr. A.

He bent down and bowed: "Sir, I am a castaway who unfortunately lives on a desert island. Thank you for coming. I hope you can take me away from here when you leave. I can pay enough for this."

Klein's eyes were red and he was close to tears.

Mr. A, who was looking at the movement in the center of the island, withdrew his gaze, looked at Klein, and said calmly: "Do I look like the kind of good person who likes to help others?"

"..."

Klein was stunned when he heard this. Indeed, this is Mr. A from the Aurora Society. How could he do something to help a stranger?

Leaving himself on an uninhabited island to fend for himself was already his greatest kindness.

If there were any secrets on this island, he would most likely kill himself.

Do you want to strike first?

This idea flashed through Klein's mind for a moment, but he didn't have time to act on it.

That angel has already returned with wings of light, and the dangers on the island cannot yet deal with a genuine angel.

He didn't want to die that much when he did it in front of an angel.

Klein could only continue to apologize with a shy face: "As long as you can help me get out of here, I can pay you 1000 gold pounds!"

Although he knew that 1000 gold pounds was far from being able to impress an angel, he still tried his best to play the mood of a castaway who wanted to leave an uninhabited island.

Mr. A ignored Klein, but spoke respectfully towards the figure that landed on the bow of the ship: "Lord Ourolius, what happened just now?"

Finished!

Dead!

This angel turned out to be Ourolyus the Tail-Eater!

The ancient sun god sat down with the angel of destiny, the king of the eight angels!

Klein's scalp was numb and he no longer had any hope whether he could survive.