Mystery: The Stars Returner

The three of them talked for more than an hour, and Audrey finally understood why Gray Lint admired Baron Campbell so much.

His knowledge of mysticism is so profound that even Ms. Fors, who has become an extraordinary person, can only be a student who obeys his lectures in front of him.

Moreover, she felt that Baron Campbell still had a lot of knowledge that he had not revealed, and his knowledge was as unfathomable as the ocean.

"Do you think I should pursue promotion to a higher level?"

Forsi was ignited by Hastur's words and felt a little more fighting spirit after a long time.

"Lying flat is also a very reasonable way of life, if you don't care that you are powerless in the face of danger."

"Since it's so dangerous, wouldn't it be possible to reduce the risk by lying down and not going out?"

"of course."

After hearing this, the fire that was ignited in Forsi's heart extinguished again. She felt that she should just lie down peacefully and try not to even go out through the door. Safety is the first priority.

"Which extraordinary path is suitable for me to take?"

It was already a little late, and Audrey asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"It's good to be an audience. This is more in line with your original intention of pursuing an extraordinary world."

"Thank you." Audrey sincerely thanked Baron Campbell for his guidance.

Hasta smiled and said nothing. He knew the audience's potion formula, but he didn't want to tell Audrey at this time, so as not to affect her future direction.

It's better to let her continue on the established track, that is the most suitable path for her.

Not long after, Gray Lint, who had been resting for a while, came again and chatted for another half an hour before Audrey was about to leave.

She couldn't come out too late, her maid had come twice to remind her.

Hastur and Forsi also used excuses to end the party tonight, which left Gray Lint unsatisfied.

……

Aster Manor.

Maric came to the vicinity of this large manor two days ago.

He did not enter the manor directly, but just walked around the area near the manor.

This manor is grand in scale, has exquisite sculptures, beautiful lakes, and covers a huge area. When we first arrived, there were only two people guarding it, an elderly man and a middle-aged man who was dull and taciturn.

The two of them guarded this large manor, but they did not live in it. Instead, they lived in a small house on the corner.

Every day, the old man is either going to the garden to prune flowers and do gardening work, or he is lying on the grass in front of the manor and basking in the warm sun.

The middle-aged man is more diligent. He can carry stones back from the mountains, and then carve his own works in the sculpture garden. He is also responsible for three meals a day for two people.

The two of them seldom communicated with each other on weekdays. They only exchanged a few words occasionally when eating. Basically, they talked about whether it will rain today and the sun may shine tomorrow.

Not long after, a man who looked like a housekeeper arrived with a group of people. They opened the door of the manor house, went in to clean and repair the house, and also brought in many daily necessities.

Maric watched quietly without disturbing.

From the occasional conversations from those people, he knew that they were the housekeepers and servants of the Hastur family, so he stopped staring at this place and came to the edge of a lake in the forest behind, where he temporarily hid while also He has a squad of zombies.

He didn't know if it was because the vegetation here was denser, which always made him feel a little cold, especially late at night.

On the first night, he didn't pay too much attention, thinking that he was new here, so he was not used to the environment here.

After all, this is a suburb, and there is a forest outside. It is normal for the temperature to be lower than inside the city.

The next night, he felt something was wrong. He was a Sequence 6 zombie, and his Sequence characteristics had long made him not easily affected by temperature differences outside, especially in low-temperature environments.

On the third night, a cold wind blew in the middle of the night, and even the lake was covered with a light layer of frost, which alerted him.

But he still did not act easily. He waited silently until dawn and the scorching sun shed a warm light, then he led his team of living corpses to explore deep in the forest.

In order to prevent anything bad from happening, he asked two zombies to explore the path ahead, keeping a safe distance of about fifty meters from himself and other zombies.

Always vigilant, he explored deeply and found no other problems except signs of human activity in the depths.

The forest here is connected to more than one Aster Manor, as well as the manors of other great nobles. It can be regarded as a shared forest park.

It was normal for there to be traces of man-made activities. He even avoided two waves of nobles who had nothing to do and went into the forest for hunting and adventure.

After searching to no avail, he returned to stay by the lake, while digging a hole and burying the living corpse in the soil so as not to be easily discovered.

On the fourth night, the sky was cloudless, the moonlight was just right, and the temperature in the forest was extremely cold.

The living corpse originally buried in the pit made the sound of scratching nails.

Maric, who was not sleepy at all, immediately noticed the abnormality of his zombie team. He looked into the deep forest and frowned. This was the first time he encountered such a thing.

Vaguely, he heard the sound of a whistle blowing deep in the jungle. It was very soft and cold, as if tentacles were reaching out from the depths of his heart and scratching at your heart.

He didn't dare to explore the secrets in the forest casually, so he could only try his best to suppress his zombie team and prevent them from being affected.

Fortunately, it was a little far away from where the whistle was blowing, so the impact on the living corpse was limited, and he could still control it by himself.

It lasted for about two hours before the whistle sound in the deep forest disappeared completely, and the living corpses became quiet and lay obediently in the pit.

Maric was silent for a long time, but still did not choose to stir up trouble. If something happened again, he would be in trouble.

On the fifth day, Maric finally saw Hastur's figure getting off the carriage.

Seeing that there were a lot of people nearby, he didn't go to disturb them. He planned to wait until the night was quiet before reminiscing with Hastur.

At the gate of Ziyuan Manor, Hasta looked at this large manor and was stunned for a while.

Butler Neil told him before that the manor was very big, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

The garden area in front of the door alone is twice the size of the house he lives in now, and there is also the artificial lake, with fountains surging and water dripping everywhere.

On the right is the sculpture garden. From this position, you can vaguely see that it is definitely not small. I heard from Butler Neil that there is now a sculptor who is responsible for carving here.

The sculptor has been paid.

Although he didn't quite remember the glorious moments of the Campbell family, he was certain that this manor was rare even among the entire great nobility.

To be able to survive in the hands of Voltaire Campbell, a gambler, the old butler must have put in a lot of effort.

"Close to here is the manor owned by Earl Richard, and further away there is a manor belonging to the royal family..."

Butler Neil patiently introduced Hastur to the nearby nobles so that they would not be unfamiliar with them.

Hastur walked into the manor while listening.

Passing through the garden area, Hastur met the old man responsible for guarding the place. He was the cousin of the old butler and a member of the Campbell family who was loyal to the family.

He was not young and was ill, so he took the initiative to stay in the manor and take on the job of guarding it.

Originally, there were more than 40 people in the manor, including maids, workers, chefs and other positions. However, before the original owner was about to hold the resurrection ceremony, he fired these people, leaving only the sculptor and the old man who had not completed the sculpture work. companion.

When the old man saw Hastur, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face and he said, "It's great that the Campbell family has finally welcomed its true heir."

Hastur couldn't help but sigh, how disappointing the original Voltaire Campbell was.

"The old butler has been very kind to me. Regardless of the future glory or decline of the Campbell family, your future will be taken care of by the Campbell family." Hasta made a solemn promise.

"Yes, the glory of the Campbell family will once again shine through the entire Loen Kingdom!"

The old man looked very excited, and Hasta quickly gave him a hand to prevent him from slipping and falling.

Hasta looked at Butler Neil aside and said, "From now on, we will recruit a family doctor in our house."

"Ok."

Butler Neil understood the meaning of Hastur's words, which was to hire a dedicated doctor for the old man in front of him, who would be responsible for taking good care of him so that he could spend his old age peacefully.

After chatting for a while, Hastur asked the old man to go down to rest first and asked someone to prepare a large room for him in the house.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Hastur enjoyed a belated dinner in the manor.

He originally wanted the old man to have a meal with him, but the old man refused. He didn't force him, he just asked someone to prepare another suitable food for the old man.

After eating, Hastur did not go upstairs, but went out for a walk around the manor alone.

Before coming, Miss Sharon had told him that Maric had already come to stay near the manor.

Sure enough, when no one was around, Maric emerged from the bushes.

"Tsk, they say your Campbell family has declined, but this large manor alone is enough to sell for a sky-high price."

Maric patted the grass clippings and leaves on his body and joked with a smile.

According to his estimate, this large manor could be sold for tens of thousands of gold pounds at least. The location and environment here are very good, and the people living nearby are also big nobles, and even the royal family.

It is a manor that even rich people may not be able to buy.

Hastur smiled and replied: "The Duke Negan family is the real noble family, and they live in the castle."

Although times have changed and technology has advanced, some things have remained.

For example, the castles of the old era were the configuration of a truly great noble.

Today's times are different. Most members of Duke Negan's family live in Queens and enjoy a convenient life. The symbolic significance of the castle to them is far greater than the role of residence.

Because this thing is usually built in the territory, a noble with a castle in his territory is equivalent to a king.

That is the real great aristocracy, and the current Campbell family is still far from it.