Mystery: The Stars Returner

Establishing a new church is a big deal. Even if Lady Lisa is now the leader of the entire yellow monks after Hastur, she cannot decide everything by herself.

Mrs. Lisa glanced at the time. It was already late at night, and the God Envoy should be asleep, so she did not disturb him.

Looking at the scattered books on the table, she sighed and continued to organize relevant information and draw up a rough outline for establishing a new church.

When the light of the next day shone into the window sill, Mrs. Lisa was still writing furiously. It wasn't until the sun reached the zenith at noon that she put down the pen in her hand, sorted out the information on the table, and read through it twice. I wrote the syllabus for establishing the religion last night before leaving the room.

In the study room, Hastur listened to Mrs. Lisa's intention, and then carefully looked at the outline of the establishment of the religion written by her, nodded and said: "Since it is an oracle, this matter is completely left to you. As for the establishment of the religion, As for the time, try to set it on the day before the New Year this year.”

"Yellow clothes are a symbol of the end, so the last day of the year should be used as the time to establish the church."

Hasta glanced at Mrs. Lisa, who had been working hard all night, and said with a smile: "There are still more than two months left, it should be completed, right?"

"May God reassure your lord."

Mrs. Lisa is still very confident that she can fulfill this request.

"I'm looking forward to that day."

After seeing off Mrs. Lisa, Hasta stayed alone in the study. 008 jumped up again unwilling to be lonely. After getting Hasta's approval, it jumped out of the pencil box and wrote on the blank paper: " Dear Great, the Greatest Master, can you also arrange a place for me in the new church? Let me bathe in your glory."

"Oh, what position do you want?"

"Can I be the pen in your hand?"

"It's a pity that there is no room for a pen."

"........."

008 lowered his head in despair and poked small black dots on the paper.

"If you really want it, there's room for a book."

After hearing this sentence, 008 instantly spun degrees on the spot and wrote on the paper very flatteringly: "Master, please take a closer look at me. Do I also meet the requirements?"

"That book should be Star Child."

"..." 008 Baba wrote aggrievedly: "Can't it be the "Book of Prophecy"?"

Hastur just smiled and did not continue to answer the question.

In the syllabus that Mrs. Lisa showed him just now, there was a sketch of the statue of the King in Yellow.

The ragged yellow clothes are the body, with no facial features or limbs. The interior is an endless darkness, which is entirely supported by the ragged yellow clothes, as if it is swollen by the wind.

The figure is elegant and full of charm.

Since there are no limbs, it is naturally impossible to hold a book.

If 008 really wants a place, it's not impossible to add another book floating beside or in front of him.

After all, what Mrs. Lisa drew was just a simple sketch, which did not mean it was the final draft.

As for the specific image of the King in Yellow, Hastur is not completely sure.

Do you want to make changes or just let nature take its course?

Hastur thought for half an hour, and with 008 making a fuss on the side, his head hurt a little, so he left the study and went to Sharon's room to relax.

This time Azshara finally came back, and instead of escaping, she lay quietly on Sharon's right side, wagging her little tail very comfortably.

Hearing the footsteps of Hastur approaching, he did not flee quickly.

"It seems you have made your choice."

"Meow." Azshara glanced lazily, still not very interested.

"Are you still scared?"

"Meow."

"You can learn how to control your desires from Sharon. She will be your best teacher in this area."

"Meow?" Azshara raised her head slightly and glanced at Sharon.

Hastur, who understood Azshara's words, had a smile on his face, "You said Sharon herself didn't completely control her desires, right?"

Azshara, who realized that she had said the wrong thing, shook her head, hurriedly ran towards the window, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Sharon and Hastur were left alone in the room.

"Did you hear what Azshara just said?" Hastur approached Sharon and chuckled: "The reason why you have been unable to complete the puppet performance is not because I am beside you to interfere with you, but because Your own reasons."

"Restraint is not the same as nothing, nor is it escaping. This is a very simple truth."

"and then?"

After the words fell, Sharon turned into a wisp of smoke and returned to the mirror.

Hastur looked at the mirror placed on the table, leaned down, rubbed his chin with his right hand, and whispered: "Those who keep running away will always be caught up one day. At the end of the year, I will prepare to be promoted to Sequence 3. .”

……

Late at night, on the grass of the empty garden of an old manor on the outskirts of Backlund, important members of the Yellow Monks received news from Mrs. Lisa and rushed here to attend the party.

They were sitting on the grass, surrounding a small artificial fountain. Starlight fell from the starry sky and fell on the scattered water droplets sprayed by the fountain, glowing with a shallow light.

The Yellow Monks organization is a very free organization and generally does not force members to complete anything.

Except for the last time we were waiting for the Lord God’s Envoy at the South Wales Castle, this time there were the most people attending the party.

Mrs. Lisa looked around at the people gathering tonight and began to read the oracle from the gods.

“It’s an oracle from God that we need to plant churches before the end of the year.”

As Mrs. Lisa finished speaking, there was a burst of whispers. Mrs. Lisa just closed her eyes slightly, waiting for their answers.

After a while, they came to a consensus that church building would be the next focus of the Yellow Monks organization.

Mrs. Lisa nodded and distributed the syllabus she had written for all the participants to read.

This outline is much more detailed than before, adding and improving many new contents, and also adding a task list for division of labor.

If you want to establish a new church before the end of the year, you must coordinate and arrange every manpower, otherwise all kinds of chaos will easily occur.

“Write down any ideas you think need to be corrected or added here.”

Mrs. Lisa gave them certain rights and freedoms, although she alone could rule on these matters, but she could easily go to extremes.

The more confident a person is in their knowledge, the more likely they are to be overconfident.

Under the shining of the stars, time passes little by little.

Also outside Backlund, Amon and his clones were holding a meeting.

The yellow-clothed monks' gathering tonight was protected by the King in Yellow-clothed and that powerful angel on earth. Amon was not too close and could only faintly overhear the key word "establishing a religion".

Therefore, the Amons also gathered together and began to discuss the matter of establishing a religion.

"It's not like only true gods are allowed to establish religions. We can also establish religions, which are called Meng religions. The first greeting for believers of our religion when they meet is Amon."

"Amon."

"Amon."

"Very good suggestion, but what about the purpose of our church?"

"How about having no taboos and just doing whatever you want?" Amon suggested: "All followers of my religion don't need to recite scriptures, pray, or abide by any rules and regulations. They can do whatever they want."

“Then what do we want these believers to do?”

"..."

After a brief silence, the Amons started another wave of discussion.

"We don't need them to do anything for us, and we don't need to do anything for them, and that's fair enough."

"What about the church?"

"Go steal one."

"How about the Temple of Storms?"

"It's in bad taste. Let's change it."

"Where is the Temple of the Eternal Blazing Sun?"

"It's too hot, I'd better change it."

"The temple of the God of Steam and Machinery?"

"That's stupid."

After a while of deliberation, based on the principle of the minority obeying the majority, the Amons finally selected the temple of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

“On what day will the church be planted?”

"On New Year's Day, so that every time we celebrate the New Year, we can remember this church."

"Then who will be the pope?"

The scene was silent for a while. After a while, exciting and interesting battles broke out here, and finally Amon's true form became the Pope.

"Where are the crown and staff?"

"There seems to be a lot of inventory in the treasure house of Loen Kingdom."

“The largest and most dazzling gem must be chosen.”

“Where to build the church?”

"Directly opposite the Church of Storms?"

"Isn't that too provocative?"

"It's okay, He can't come down."

"Should we send out invitations to invite others to attend our church establishment ceremony?"

The more the Amons spoke, the more serious they became, as if an ancient, glorious and dazzling church had been sculpted by their words and was successfully located directly opposite the Tempest Temple, enjoying the worship of the creatures.

Amon has already stayed away from this church establishment meeting. He feels that staying with those Amon will seriously lower his IQ.

Isn’t it enough to steal whatever church is established or built?

Save trouble and save effort.

Oh, they are so stupid.

Well, it's better for them to be stupid.

The main body, Amon, raised his head slightly and looked disdainfully at the Amons who were still arguing.