Mystery: The Stars Returner

"Do you feel that what happened tonight was solved too easily?" Hasta still has a lot of doubts about what happened tonight.

Since the Fallen Mother Goddess has contaminated the Abraham family, there is definitely more than one Sequence 5 person available.

What's more, would a Sequence 5 traveler dare to search for believers in the stars so unscrupulously in Backlund?

"I have only found this person from the Abraham family for the time being." Bernadette looked down at St. Samuel's Church. "The higher the sequence of Beyonders, the more careful they must be in Backlund, even if I want to find someone. , and it also takes a lot of time.”

Hastur nodded and casually asked about Ouroleus, the angel of fate.

"I didn't sense his aura. For such an existence, unless he himself is willing, only the gods can know his movements."

"It's late at night, it's time for me to go back and rest."

Hasta naturally asked Bernadette to give him a lift.

Under the clouds, St. Samuel's Church.

Archbishop Anthony's face was solemn, and his filthy aura dared to appear in front of the door of St. Samuel's Church so openly. This was a provocation!

He quickly summoned a red glove team and asked them to search the nearby area overnight, and absolutely no filth was allowed to exist!

Leonard was also among those called up. There was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he had no intention of delving into the specifics of what happened tonight.

As the old man said, it is useless to ask more questions when faced with things that cannot be changed.

Instead, the old man suddenly said deep in his heart: "Has the Abraham family fallen to this level?"

Leonard's curiosity was aroused, but he still did not ask about the Abraham family.

"Yes, it seems that Klein's death has completely matured you."

Leonard said calmly: "I just don't want to put my mind on too many useless things."

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The next day, around ten o'clock.

Hastur took a carriage to Thordrak Palace to meet George III.

This time, Earl Hall was away, leaving him alone with George III.

Hastur tried to be as restrained as possible to show his respect for the king. This attitude satisfied George III.

"What you did in South Wales has been reported back to Backlund. You did a great job against the pirates. Those disgusting and filthy bastards should be hung on the gallows. Died with a cry."

George III said rude words with a warm face, walked over and patted Hastur on the shoulder, "You have the demeanor of the former Grand Duke of Southwell. If you have time, you can go to him to ask for advice on pirates. Sometimes listening to the opinions of elders can save you a lot of detours."

Hastur naturally heard the knocking meaning in these words.

Before leaving, King George III asked him to attend the royal dinner tonight.

Naturally, he had no reason to refuse this arrangement.

After finishing the meeting with George III and arriving outside Thordrak Palace, Hastur did not immediately board the carriage and leave, but silently felt the cold order around him.

Invisible chains of black order, cold and ruthless, but extremely tough, together support the Kingdom of Loen.

And he, along with all other Loen nobles and ordinary people, lived under these rules of order.

The difference is that the nobles can stand in the shadow of order, avoid the constraints of the rules, and at the same time make use of the existing order to benefit themselves, while all ordinary people are destined to be the lowest group that is unable to move freely.

The stricter the laws and the more stable the situation, the less able those at the bottom are to stand up and can only carry mountains on their backs and move forward arduously.

Hastur did not take the potion at this time, but chose the dinner tonight.

At that time, many nobles will gather together, and the atmosphere of order and chaos will be even stronger.

This is the most suitable time to take magic potion to advance.

Back home, Gray Lint had already been waiting in the lobby on the first floor for a while.

Seeing Hastur come back, Gray Lint immediately came up to greet him, "Hasta, long time no see."

After a few words of greeting, Gray Lint said proudly: "Hasta, my beast tamer potion has been completely digested, and I am about to be promoted to Sequence 7!"

It took more than half a year to digest the beast taming potion. Gray Lint, it seems that you really have no talent in beast taming.

Hastur still smiled and said: "That's great. Your growth has exceeded my expectations."

"Really?" Gray Lint was in a great mood and kept sharing with Hastur how he had become a qualified animal trainer in the past six months.

In addition to training the pets at home, he also spent his own money to set up a circus outside and personally served as the animal trainer there.

He also performed many times with the circus, winning many flowers and applause.

Hastur just listened silently, occasionally talking about his daily life in South Wales.

Speaking of the latter, Gray Linte smiled and said: "Hasta, do you know what the next sequence of this extraordinary path is?"

"Have you ever heard of a vampire?"

"Vampires? In the novel, they are those filthy creatures who hide in the castle and like to suck the pure blood of human girls?"

This conflict is not that great.

Hastur couldn't help but think of the vampire who likes dolls. If he were here, he would definitely argue loudly, "We are noble vampires, not dirty vampires!"

Seeing that Hastur didn't speak, Gray Lint's face changed slightly, "Hasta, don't you want to tell me that the Sequence 7 of this extraordinary path is a vampire?"

Hastur nodded, and Gray Linte's face changed. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I'd better not be in a hurry to get promoted. I'll wait until I can overcome the obstacle of blood-sucking before I consider promotion."

Hastur did not force this. It was enough for Gray Lint to reach this point. The extraordinary path that followed was not suitable for him.

It's better to just settle down and be a viscount enjoying life.

After Gray Lint left, Earl Richard, who lived nearby, also came to visit.

Hastur was deeply impressed by this crooked Earl Richard.

I thought he was going to ask another question about the existence of gods in his mind this time, but he acted very normal and seemed to be just a normal human interaction.

After staying for about half an hour, he stood up and left. This change made Hastur a little worried.

There are two possibilities here. The first possibility is that Earl Richard has completely gotten rid of the influence and has completely returned to normal.

The second possibility is that Earl Richard completely accepts the abnormal phenomena in his mind.

But Hasta didn't pay too much attention to him. Anyway, he would leave Backlund in a few days. If something happened, people from the Church of the Goddess of Night would naturally handle it.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Hastur went to Backlund University and met with Professor Wayne and Lecturer Foulen. He chatted with them until almost six o'clock before returning.

At 7:10, get on the carriage and head to tonight's royal dinner.

Tonight's crimson moon happens to be a full moon. The crimson moon is like a large disk, shining with light, reflecting the lively and bright lights of the dinner party.

The same crimson moon may turn into a deadly full moon in the eyes of different people.

In the North District, a suppressive and intense banging sound was coming from a room on the second floor of a hotel.

"Forsi, what's wrong with you!"

Xio looked anxiously and uneasily at Forsi, who had red eyes, disheveled hair, and scratched the wooden door with his fingers, sometimes clenching them into fists and beating them.

The things in the room had been made into a mess. If Xio hadn't made the decision to close the door, Forsi would have gone crazy and ran out.

"Hugh! Go away! It's the full moon whispering! It's a curse!" Forsi gritted her teeth before spitting out these words completely. Blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, staining her light blue pajamas red.

"what!"

With another painful cry, Forsi squatted on the ground and scratched his hair with both hands, and strands of hair were torn out with some blood stains.

The sight in front of him made Xio's eyelids twitch wildly. If this continued, even if Forsi could survive the curse of the full moon tonight, he was destined to become a bald man without hair tomorrow.

She had always known that Forsi would encounter the curse of the full moon's whispering during the full moon, but since Forsi began to believe in the stars, she never had similar symptoms again.

But tonight, Forsi's full moon whispering curse appeared again.

And the symptoms were more severe than ever before.

Xiu did not dare to waste any more time and hurriedly knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly to the stars, hoping that the gifts of the stars could save Forsi again.

About five minutes later, the familiar starry sky descended on this small room again.

The stars were shining brightly, and Forsi, who was suppressing his madness, finally returned to his usual calm self.

"Forsi? Forsi, are you okay?"

Xio took two steps forward, wanting to check Forsi's current state.

But when she was about to approach Forsi, Forsi suddenly stood up and raised his head, revealing a face covered in blood.

But what came out of her mouth was completely different from her usual tone.

"Qunxing, is this meeting unexpected?"

Deep in the hazy starry sky, above the Hall of Stars, Hastur looked down at Forsi below with a solemn expression.

A twisted and overlapping portal tightly adhered to Forsi's body.

Forsi was polluted.