Mystery: The Stars Returner

Outside the house, the dark sky was blowing with gusts of cold wind. It was obviously not the day for snow yet, but the coldness penetrated from the soles of the feet to the person's body.

Azshara, who didn't want to endure the cold wind, crawled out of her warm bed and came to the window sill, trying to reach out and close the two stained glass windows.

But she didn't close the window immediately. Instead, she stuck her head out of the window and looked sideways at the study room several rooms away.

Although she couldn't see through what was happening in the study at the moment, she could understand that major events related to the owner were involved there.

She stared blankly for a while, and a gust of cold wind blew into her collar. She no longer wanted to worry about her master's current situation, she shrank her neck and closed the window tightly with a snap.

"It's a pity that Miss Sharon is not at home..."

Azshara muttered and lay back on the bed again.

In the study room, Adam, who was questioned again, had clear eyes, a pair of crystal clear eyes of a child who were not familiar with the world.

But at this moment, this child said words that made people feel chilled all over: "Below me, everything is a necessary sacrifice."

"You are very frank." Hastur could only find such a word to describe Adam at this moment.

He didn't make any excuses for his behavior, nor did He flaunt that He must be a great and upright person. He just honestly said something that was selfish and cold-blooded but close to the truth.

"You are very emotional and have enough humanity. Only in this way can people feel reassured." Adam reminded kindly: "Sometimes deliberately showing your cold-blooded side can actually protect the people you cherish from unnecessary threats."

"Deliberate disguise is ultimately false. I don't think I can compete with you in this regard."

"You seem to have a certain affection for Medici?"

"I just do it out of appreciation for the wonderful quality of loyalty."

"Loyalty, selfishness, beauty, evil, hope... no matter whether it is good or bad, it has no meaning, because the so-called good or bad is only human beings' own definition." Adam smiled and said: "But everyone There are different divisions between good and evil, and such a moral framework cannot convince even humans themselves, let alone high-level mythical creatures.”

"Then have you ever thought about why divinity coexists with humanity? If everything makes no sense."

"You, like Him, are trying to convince me, but you should understand that I cannot be convinced like this because I am Adam."

Hastur chuckled, and then fell silent. Yes, the man in front of him was Adam who only had the divine side. How could he be moved by his words.

If it were so easy, He wouldn't have been entangled with the true Creator for so long.

It was because I was angry and had mood swings that I thought of using words to defeat the other party.

"You can take away this extraordinary characteristic of a writer and leave me with the consciousness of 008."

"Okay." Adam looked at 008 on the table with a smile, "You have really found a good master for yourself."

"Haha, do you think everyone is as bastard as you?" 008, who already knew his ending, had no scruples at this moment and frantically wrote paragraph after paragraph on the blank paper.

"What do you mean by necessary sacrifice? Why don't you, bastard, make the sacrifice yourself?"

"Asshole Adam, don't tarnish the noble word of sacrifice so casually!"

"Medici is loyal to the Creator and is willing to sacrifice everything, including life, for the ancient sun god."

"He is such a proud King of Angels, but he is willing to restrain his sharpness and bow his head, while you decide His future destiny with just one sentence!"

"It is precisely because of your personality that the original Cherubim, Wind Angel, and Pure White Angel chose to attack at critical moments!"

"If they are as loyal as Medici, then all history will change."

"You have already failed in this area once, and now, do you want to fail in the same place a second time?"

008 wrote impassionedly, and Hastur read it with gusto. At this moment, 008 is simply his most ideal substitute.

In order to maintain the strong character of Qunxing, he was too embarrassed to deal with Adam like this with a burst of crazy output. From 008, it couldn't be better.

What is strange is that Adam did not shout to stop, but allowed 008 to continue writing, while he watched silently with his eyes as calm as water.

Amon is known as the God of Deception, but sometimes you can tell his mood at the moment from his body movements or facial expressions.

But Adam always maintained an unchanged face, smiling and indifferent. It was difficult for anyone to guess what he was thinking deep in his heart.

It is difficult to detect even a little bit of joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

"Do you know why I am writing so much about Death Zangwill?"

"Because I hate you from the bottom of my heart. The thought of being held in your hands makes me feel sick and want to vomit!"

"If you are half, no, one-tenth as good as my master, I will take the initiative to surrender to you and help you ascend to the throne of God."

"Because I know that even after my master becomes a god, he will retain my consciousness and find me a new place to stay. When he has nothing to do, he will treat me as a friend and follow me. Have a chat and even listen to me whine.”

"You will only erase my consciousness forever and make me completely disappear from this world, because in your eyes, a Sequence 1 writer's extraordinary characteristics should not have given birth to consciousness."

"You will not praise the miracle of birth of consciousness, let alone appreciate whether the birth of this miracle is meaningful."

008 became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and had written several pieces of paper in succession, but Adam did not stop, and Hasta was happy to let 008 vent his anger and dissatisfaction.

"Do you know what the Hidden Sage wants to do now?" After a long time, Adam spoke slowly.

Hidden Sage?

Wouldn't he want to take the opportunity to target Bernadette?

Hastur's heart was slightly shaken. He knew that Adam would definitely not be innocent. His words proved that what the Hidden Sage was going to do, or was already taking action.

Seemingly understanding the importance of the matter, 008 took the initiative to stop writing and signaled Adam to hurry up and finish the business.

"Your temperament has indeed changed a lot, which is very good."

Adam said something to 008, and before 008 could react, he easily pulled out a ball of 008's consciousness from Alsuhod's pen, separating it from the writer's extraordinary characteristics.

"This is its new home."

Hastur motioned Adam to integrate 008's consciousness into the "Book of Prophecy".

"This book is also very good."

With a compliment from Adam, 008's consciousness easily merged with the "Book of Prophecy".

Although Hastur can also do this, he cannot do it as easily as Adam.

"I'm waiting for you to complete today's transaction."

"I always keep my promises."

"Haha, when this sentence comes out of your mouth, the word promise seems to have lost its original function."

"I just don't want to leave any holes for people to exploit."

Tsk, as ruthless and cold-blooded as ever.

Hastur put away the extraordinary characteristics of the Dream Weaver and the extraordinary characteristics of the Hand of Order in mid-air.

He waved his hand, indicating that Adam could leave.

Before leaving, Hastur asked again: "If you really don't care, why are you always so indulgent and doting on Amon?"

Adam did not answer this question, but said: "Amon doesn't know your true identity yet."

"Amon also doesn't know your true identity."

This time, Adam did not stay any longer, his body disappeared into the study like a dreamlike bubble.

"The tide of the times, just after the new year, Adam will become a god."

Hastur whispered. He didn't know the wave of the times that Adam saw, but he understood the situation of the northern and southern continents in the future.

After the New Year, the Southern Continent will launch a full-scale Northern Expedition. After a year of repairs, the Southern Continent has the strength to truly fight.

As for the Northern Continent, we still don’t know what kind of chaos will happen.

It is related to the current positions of the six gods, and they must not be able to unify their wills.

"Ooooooo, Master, look, have I become ugly now?"

008 twisted his new body and stood up from the table. It was divided into two halves in the middle of the book and served as two long legs that could walk freely.

"There's definitely something missing."

"really?"

008, who was deliberately trying to be cute, immediately became nervous when he heard this sentence.

Hastur said seriously: "There is a short bookmark sandwiched in the middle of the book missing."

"..." It took a while for 008 to react, and he immediately cried: "Master, he may not be a boy."

"Tsk, what kind of sarcastic words are you talking about? Why can't I understand it?"

"...Master, you obviously mentioned it first..."

"I just think there should be a bookmark inside the book, like a tarot card, so it would be more stylish."

"Master, you don't need to explain. Just explain. I know your little thoughts very well."

Hastur smiled, took out a Witch Tarot card with the image of Russell, placed it in the center of the "Book of Prophecy", and said softly: "It's up to you whether you want to be a boy or a girl. "

"..."

008 quickly closed the "Book of Prophecy", lay on the table and quietly pretended to be dead.