Mystery: The Stars Returner

The Hall of Stars.

Hastur was still a little worried about Gray Carrie's condition, so he came to the Hall of Stars and watched Gray Carrie's every move from a distance through the contractual relationship between the two parties.

The Southern Continent was originally the territory of the Hades Emperor Salinger. As the ancestor of the Phoenix, Gray Carrie was also on the path of the God of Death. Maybe some shocking changes would really happen.

……

Southern Continent, Highland Kingdom.

This country was originally a branch of Balam. After the death of Salinger, the God of Death, the Underworld Emperor, the Balam Empire split into East Balam and West Balam.

Among them, East Balam gradually became a colony of the Loen Kingdom, while West Balam was divided by warlords and colonized by all parties.

The appearance of Reinette Tinichole helped her father establish the Highland Kingdom, a small country that was just more powerful than ordinary warlords.

When the god Si'a was born, changes occurred within the Rose School, and Renette Tinichole was suspected of having died, the royal family of the Highland Kingdom also suffered a wave of liquidation.

Fortunately, there is still blood to pass down, and the kingdom is still alive, but it is far from what it used to be.

As the war against the seven major churches broke out in the Southern Continent this time, the Rose School of Orgies left, and the Highland Kingdom gradually began to recover.

In the Royal Palace of the Highland Kingdom, outside the fence on the second floor, Sharon was immersed in memories of the past.

She returned to the Southern Continent this time, firstly to help her teacher take care of the Highland Kingdom, and secondly to gather people from her Temperance sect who had been exiled.

"Miss Sharon, are you admiring the moon here alone?"

An inappropriate voice disrupted Sharon's thoughts. She just glanced at the visitor and nodded calmly.

The visitor was the third prince of the Highland Kingdom. She returned to the Southern Continent to contact the royal family of the Highland Kingdom, and it was this third prince who was responsible for liaising with her.

She didn't want to attend tonight's banquet, but she needed to make an appearance to let other exiled members know that she had returned to the Southern Continent.

"Miss Sharon, you haven't been back for several years. Do you think the moon in your hometown is rounder?"

"Is something wrong?" Sharon interrupted his greetings and approached him.

The expression on the third prince's face froze for a moment, and then he put on a warm smile and said: "As a host, we cannot neglect tonight's distinguished guests."

"I don't need company."

"I want to discuss tomorrow's itinerary with you. The situation is chaotic now. The kingdom needs some allies to get through this situation more stably. The royal family of the East Balam Empire sent someone to invite us to discuss. I hope you can come with us. Come on, I believe there are many members of your lineage in the East Balam Empire."

Sharon just listened quietly, nodded and said okay, then turned her back to the third prince and looked at the stars above her head.

"Miss Sharon..." The third prince wanted to say something more, but suddenly he felt that the surrounding temperature became colder, and a crack in the spiritual world quietly appeared. Along with it, a small firebird the size of two fists appeared, with something in its mouth. Holding a letter in his mouth.

The third prince's pupils shrank. He was no stranger to such creatures as spirit world messengers, but generally spirit world messengers were spirits and required spiritual vision to see them.

But this little firebird can be directly visible to the naked eye, which is really magical.

Sharon, who had always looked indifferent, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the look in her eyes became much gentler. She reached out to take the letter and whispered, "I'm sorry you sent the letter so late."

"Chirp."

Gray Carrie flapped her wings, but instead of returning directly to the spirit world, she flew to stand on Sharon's right shoulder.

"Do you want to wait for my reply?"

"Chirp."

"no?"

There was some doubt in Sharon's eyes, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She just glanced at the third prince lightly and signaled that he could leave.

After the third prince left, Sharon opened the letter and read its contents carefully.

She couldn't help but smile when she saw Hasta's complaints and worries between the lines.

Hastur also mentioned to Azshara whether she would become a beautiful girl when she was a Sequence 7 witch.

In her knowledge, Azshara will turn into a woman, but she has not seen any specific examples of whether she will turn into a beautiful girl.

So she has no answer for Hastur's worry that Azshara will become ugly and old.

But one thing is for sure, in the extraordinary world, appearance is not so important.

As soon as Sharon had this idea, she caught a glimpse of the rest of the letter.

"Don't say that appearance is not important. I am a firm person who controls appearance. If Azshara becomes too ugly, I will definitely give it a full face. I don't want to have your very good looks. I have to have it no matter what. About seven or eight points."

"This seems a bit difficult, so I'll lower my standards a little bit. With 40% to 50% of your looks, I can barely accept it. I really can't go any lower."

"No matter how low it is, it's better to maintain the form of a cat. At least it looks much cuter. You can still pet the cat. If you really want to turn into a human, you won't dare to hold it in your arms..."

Sharon looked at it slowly. She understood Hastur's worries very well and had the same worries in her heart. Azshara also watched her grow up.

At the end of the letter is a short poem.

Her knowledge in this area is a bit lacking, and it feels like she should be excerpting sentences from Russell's love poems.

After reading the letter, Sharon put the letter away and looked at the little firebird on her shoulder. "I have no reply for the time being. You can go back first."

"Chirp."

Gray Carrie shook her head, her eyes seemed a little deep.

"Do you want to stay here with me to relieve your boredom?"

"Chirp."

Gray Carrie still shook her head, lowering her head slightly and combing the feathers on her chest with her beak.

Sharon was a little curious. After thinking for a while, a somewhat absurd idea arose in her mind. Could it be that Hastur sent it to protect herself on purpose?

Until the end of the banquet, Gray Carrie did not leave. Instead, she stayed on Sharon's shoulder with a distant look in her eyes, sometimes looking like she was thinking and reminiscing.

There was no other way, Sharon could only take it back to her room, and at the same time wrote a reply letter to Hasta, and sent the letter back to Puning Port using her own messenger.

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur also saw Gray Carrie's somewhat abnormal behavior.

But he did not say anything to stop it, but allowed Gray Carrie to stay with Sharon.

With Him here, even if the entire Southern Continent is in chaos, He can still protect Sharon's safety.

And Hastur also wanted to take this opportunity to see clearly whether the Gray Carrie who signed the contract with him was the ancestor of the Phoenix, the Hades Emperor Salinger, or both.

"The third prince who is silently watching Sharon from behind doesn't look like a good person."

Hastur's thoughts turned to the third prince of the Highland Kingdom.

Just now, with the help of Gray Carrie's perspective, he could clearly see the third prince standing in the distance, keeping his eyes on Sharon.

When Sharon was resting from Gray Carrie's perspective, Hastur withdrew his gaze and scanned the stars to confirm that there was nothing abnormal about them before going offline.

Hastur, who returned from the Hall of Stars, was not sleepy. He came to the study and took out 008 from the pencil box.

"Master, dear master, you finally remembered your most loyal pen. It has been waiting for your call, ready to solve all your worries and worries."

008 is very smooth and can write a large paragraph of flattering content on a blank paper.

Hasta tapped his fingers on the table and said: "Across this sea, can you curse people as far away as the Southern Continent?"

"In conjunction with the Book of Prophecy, it should have a simple influence." Xu Shi felt that this was not enough to reflect his usefulness, and 008 added: "If the master can bless the relevant destiny, no matter how small the probability, there is a high probability. opportunity comes true.”

"Then give it a try."

Hastur took the rarely used book of prophecy, held 008 who was already eager to try it, and began to smear the book of prophecy on the smooth skin.

The person he wants to curse this time is the third prince.

Without him, I just don’t like him very much.

Hastur is not going to write him to death, he just wants him to lie in bed for a month or two.

This time is enough for Sharon to resolve matters in the Southern Continent.

……

The next day, the Highland Kingdom’s convoy gathered from the palace gate and prepared to head towards the East Balam Empire.

After waiting for a while, someone came to report in a panic, saying that the third prince accidentally fell off the bed while he was sleeping last night. His spine was injured and he needed to lie quietly in bed to recuperate for a period of time. He was unable to represent the Highland Kingdom. East Balam Empire Talks.

After urgent discussion for a while, the fifth prince was asked to take over.

This king of the Highland Kingdom had no other ability except that he had more sons.

Inside a carriage, Sharon was gently teasing the little firebird that had been following her.

Apart from occasionally showing some intriguing glances, this little firebird is still very cute, and its feathers are extremely smooth. Touching it in your hand is like touching the most expensive silk.

In the bustling streets of the East Balam Empire, a middle-aged man was carefully reading the books on the bookstall.

He has bronze skin, a medium build, black hair and brown eyes, soft facial features, and no beard. There is always an indescribable sense of vicissitudes in his eyes. There is a small black mole hidden under his right ear that cannot be found unless you look carefully.

pat.

The middle-aged man's hand holding the book shook and the book fell to the ground. His body trembled slightly and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He covered his suddenly violently beating heart with one hand and stared into the distance.