Mystery: The Stars Returner

"Klein, you are in such trouble even after you die." Leonard smiled bitterly, "For the sake of you still remembering me as a friend, I won't argue with you about the dream entrustment this time. But next time, don't do it again. Just be this scary.”

After taking a bath and changing his clothes, Leonard saw that it was still a little early, so he went back to bed again and began to call the old man in his heart,

Maybe the old man can give him an answer to this dream incident.

"Dream? How do I know what you encounter in your dream? I have no interest in peeking into your messy dream." The old man's disdainful voice sounded.

"But I always feel that this dream is too real. What should I say? Do you think Klein's undead really returned to Backlund from the sea?"

"Oh, the undead near St. Samuel's Church have long been sleeping deep underground. Can they still come to you?"

Leonard sighed and said, "I think so too, but I just think this dream is unusual."

After a while, the old man just whispered the word fate.

"Is dreaming a kind of destiny?" Leonard was even more puzzled by this.

The old man chuckled lightly and did not explain the meaning of the word fate. Instead, he said: "In the extraordinary world, the dead can speak. It is normal to have dreams. Even if you come back to life, it is not something worth making a fuss about. .”

"Alas, I also hope that Klein is still alive."

"I said, you are very lucky, maybe your dreams will come true."

May all your wishes come true?

The image of Klein's tragic death in the dream immediately appeared in Leonard's mind, and he refused repeatedly: "I don't want this kind of wish to come true."

This time, the old man didn't give Leonard any more answers. He just sighed at the end, as if he was feeling something.

Leonard sat alone on the bed and remained sleepless until around six o'clock in the morning. He simply arranged his hair, left the room, hailed a carriage, and rushed to Klein's former home in the South District of the Bridge.

When Klein died, the church paid for the house so that Benson and Melissa could live here with peace of mind, and also provided a death benefit.

dong dong dong.

Leonard knocked on the door, and after a while Benson opened the door.

Benson, who didn't have many expressions, now had a little more vividness on his face.

"excuse me."

Leonard walked into the house. This was his second visit.

The last time, he came here in person to inform Benson and Melissa about Klein's death.

"What's the matter?" Benson poured Leonard a cup of hot tea and said straight to the point: "I have to go to work later, so I don't have time to chat for too long."

Leonard scanned the house and found nothing different. He looked away and smiled: "I just wanted to see if there is anything you need help with in your life."

"No, we are fine, really fine." Benson said, but his eyes were focused on a photo frame placed in the center of the living room. It was a photo of Klein, him, and Melissa during the Chinese New Year. .

"That's it. I dreamed last night that Klein gave me a dream. He asked me to take good care of you." Leonard still chose to tell the matter.

Benson's eyes suddenly turned red, and even Melissa, who was eavesdropping in the back room, opened the door and came out.

"He, Klein, did he really give you a dream?" Melissa sat in disbelief with Benson on the sofa opposite Leonard, her eyes slightly red.

"Yeah." Leonard nodded.

Benson was silent with his head lowered and did not speak. Melissa reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked cautiously: "Is he okay?"

"He is very good. He asked you to take care of yourselves and not be overly sad because of his departure." After Leonard said, he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth. He did not dare to describe the tragic situation in Klein's dream. That would be equivalent to Yu stabs Benson and Melissa in the heart.

"We will be fine and live well." Benson said in a serious tone.

After a long time, Benson suggested: "I miss him a little. Do you want to come with us to see him?"

"it is good."

Leonard agreed. After last night's dream, he also wanted to visit Klein's grave.

After tidying up a little, the three Leonards closed the door, went downstairs, hailed a car and headed to the cemetery where Klein died.

While waiting for the bus, Leonard glanced at a familiar figure facing the street of a restaurant.

It wasn't until he got on the carriage and passed the restaurant that he saw clearly that the person was the person he and Hastur met at the Brave Bar that night.

The carriage quickly passed by the window. Through the glass, Klein looked at the direction in which the carriage left, withdrew his gaze and calmly tasted today's breakfast.

Everything is fine.

……

As the day of George III's nationwide speech gradually arrived, Backlund's chaotic situation suddenly calmed down.

Everything was quiet and the last three days passed without any trouble.

It was just past midnight on this day, and the starry sky was shining brightly, but Backlund once again set off a huge wave of chaos.

There are people everywhere in Backlund who are stirring up trouble.

It could be as small as setting fire to a house, as big as shooting someone directly in the street, or suddenly holding some evil sacrificial ceremony, or someone being bold enough to assassinate the important ministers and dignitaries of the Loen Kingdom.

Under this situation, the three major churches only sent a small number of personnel to maintain a certain order, and more manpower and material resources were watching the movements of the Loen royal family.

Hastur stood silently on the balcony, watching Backlund's chaos and madness tonight.

When this night is over, George III will come out of his palace, then walk onto the podium that he has already arranged, and deliver his speech to the people of the entire Loen Kingdom, a speech about a comprehensive declaration of war.

Perhaps knowing that Hastur wanted to do something, Sharon came back specially to help him take care of Azshara.

At this moment, Azshara was lying comfortably in her arms, tasting delicious dried fish.

"How can you wait on a night like this?"

Hastur withdrew his gaze, came to sit at the small table next to Sharon, and then asked the maids who had not yet slept to prepare some wine and food.

"Are you very leisurely?" Sharon couldn't understand Hastur's thoughts.

Hastur smiled and said: "You don't think I want to assassinate George III in the street, do you?"

Sharon just looked at him quietly, her meaning was very clear. If it were him, he might really do such a risky and bold act.

"Oh, how could you think of me so stupidly? Azshara's job is to assassinate someone."

"Meow?" Azshara, who was named, let out a dissatisfied cry.

"I have a feeling you will do something." Sharon glanced at the chaotic events that were happening in the distance, "Is this what you expected?"

"Creating chaos and channeling chaos is really what I need to play."

"You're progressing so fast." Sharon sincerely admired Hastur's improvement in strength.

At this rate, Hastur will soon surpass her.

Perhaps, he has surpassed her in many other aspects.

Hastur lamented: "This is not a good thing."

It is definitely not a good thing to be promoted too quickly. Please refer to Klein for details.

He had always been worried that he would follow the same path as Klein.

So he is still thinking about whether to cross the sequence when he is promoted to Sequence 4, whether to choose the Judgment Path, the Extraordinary Path left by the King in Yellow, or the Stars Path.

He was afraid of being careless, so he was promoted one after another, taking a rocket from Sequence 4 to Sequence 0, and then a certain being awakened in his body.

Sharon didn't say anything. She agreed with Hastur's statement that this was not a good thing.

The night passes quickly, no matter how chaotic the night is, the sun rises as usual.

When George III's carriage emerged from the open palace gates, chaos had been subdued by order.

People on both sides of the street gathered together to watch George III proceed to the prepared podium under the solemn and neat guard of honor.

The noble ministers of the Loen Kingdom were already waiting to hear George III's speech.

As an earl, Hastur was also in the ranks of the nobles. He and other nobles sat on both sides of the podium, looking at George III who got off the carriage and walked step by step.

Unlike other nobles, who wanted to witness how George III brought the Loen Kingdom to its peak, Hastur wanted to witness with his own eyes how George III led to destruction step by step.

Yes, Hastur had no intention of destroying George III's mausoleum by himself from the beginning. They targeted four mausoleums in total, of which Mr. Fool took away two, leaving two mausoleums, one for Bernadette and one for Li. Mrs. Sa.

If Klein had not come to seek cooperation, Hastur would have sent the Star Container here, and even Gray Carrie and Sharon's teachers could have taken action, and Ourolius could also have been involved in this matter. You can even sit in the palace of stars and use the power of divine revelation to make the people of the Witch Sect rebel.

He has too many choices, and there is no need to take risks with his own body.

He just needs to sit in the audience and wait for the fall of George III.

"It's time to start your performance, Mr. Fool." Hastur glanced at George III, who was already standing in front of the microphone, about to start his speech, and whispered silently in his heart.