Mystery: The Stars Returner

"I don't like to get along with those people from the Church of Steam who only work hard and have no romantic interest. Besides, I am a believer in the goddess."

Klein found a random reason and rejected Hastur's proposal.

"I don't really like followers of steam either." Hasta smiled gently.

Seeing that this method was difficult to detect whether Hastur was real or not, Klein continued to find another specially prepared Roselle diary from the stack of Roselle's diaries.

"Has Mr. Hastur read any science fiction novels recently?"

"I haven't read it." Hastur looked at Klein curiously, wanting to see what medicine he wanted to sell in his gourd.

"I happened to read a few when I had time, and one of them was a science fiction novel based on the artistic creation of Emperor Russell."

Klein said eloquently: "In this science fiction novel, the author mentioned an interesting point of view. He believes that there is another different time and space in this world. The flow of time in that space and time is faster than ours, and it has developed to a The world more than a thousand years from now.”

"The author boldly speculates that the far-sighted and all-powerful Emperor Russell most likely traveled from another time and space. Because the development of that time and space was more rapid, Emperor Russell could continue to push our time and space toward the future. develop."

"In this science fiction novel, Emperor Russell did not fall in the White Maple Palace, but returned to the time and space that belonged to him."

"In this Roselle diary, I discovered that Emperor Roselle's magic circle traveled back and forth through time and space. As long as the corresponding rituals are performed, it is possible to open the passage between the two time and space, allowing free entry and exit."

This science fiction novel was not made up by Klein himself. The emergence of Emperor Russell indeed created a good artistic image for later literary writers.

The existence of Emperor Russell is often mentioned in many novels and stories.

The speculation about the existence of different time and space was not made up by himself, but that there really was such a group of people, and they even founded an association to conduct related research.

What he did was just integrate the information to create a true and false science fiction novel.

Hastur's eyes followed the direction of Klein's finger and landed on the magic circle on Russell's diary, and his expression almost became unbearable.

He didn't even know where Klein came up with so many crazy ideas for testing.

This is indeed a magic circle, and it is also a summoning type of magic circle.

The very handsome six-pointed star magic circle can only be engraved on the earth to summon light envoys.

Hastur looked very serious on the surface, but in fact he was slowly regaining his composure. The taste was too strong, so he had to slow down, and his tense cheeks were a bit stiff.

Klein, who was sitting opposite, briefly explained the magic of this magic circle to Hastur, while quietly observing Hastur's expression with his peripheral vision.

I saw him looking solemn and sullen, looking at every line on the magic circle very seriously, his eyes almost glued to it.

Such a reaction made Klein a little unsure of Hastur's thoughts.

Does he really know nothing, or is he so scheming that he doesn't reveal any flaws?

"Is this really a magic circle that can travel through time and space?" Hasta's eyes flashed with passion and expectation.

When it comes to acting skills, he has more or less advanced training, which is not false at all. If he wants to use this kind of trick to test himself, he is undoubtedly thinking of himself too easily.

"Of course, this is the magic circle recorded by Emperor Russell for returning to his hometown." Klein continued to use language to lay the groundwork.

Hastur frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Isn't this a ritual to summon some evil god or demon?"

"..." Klein was silent for a while, and then said with emotion: "How could it be possible? This is the magic circle that returns to his hometown."

He deliberately emphasized the word hometown a little bit.

"There is only one magic circle here, and there is no other related introduction."

"Yes, this is where I feel troubled and regretful." Klein said: "The specific method and steps required to draw the magic circle should be recorded in another Roselle diary."

"It's really a pity." Hasta thought deeply.

This matter was revealed. Klein took a deep look at Hastur and knew that he would not be able to achieve results just through such verbal temptations. He decided to change his mind and stay in this castle for the time being. The daily life of the tower begins to be observed.

Details are often the key to success or failure.

Maybe life is an inconspicuous little habit, or a sleep talk that is accidentally leaked in sleep... There are too many places that may expose Hastur's true identity.

A smile appeared on Klein's face again, and the two chatted easily for a long time on the topic of Emperor Russell, from two or three o'clock in the afternoon to after five o'clock.

The sun seems to be getting longer in the countryside. It's still evening and the sunset is spreading across the sky.

If it was in Backlund and the street lights were not turned on in time, some citizens would complain that night, saying that the street was too dark and they accidentally fell into the river.

"Living in a city like Backlund all year round, I really missed too much of the beauty of life." Klein said with emotion as he looked at the sunset pouring in from the window.

"Yes, I often don't get used to the weather in Backlund. It's simply terrible." Hasta agreed: "But apart from this, there are still many places worth remembering in Backlund."

"I just left Backlund not long ago, and I won't miss it any more in a short time." Klein replied humorously.

After chatting for a while, Klein was still sitting on the sofa, with no intention of getting up and leaving. Hastur understood that Klein wanted to spend time with him.

Hastur said in the direction of Butler Neil: "Butler Neil, don't let our distinguished guests down with dinner tonight."

"Oh, is it already so late?" Klein quickly stood up, looked up at the wall clock hanging in front of him, and said a little flustered and embarrassed: "It's already this time, when I was chatting with Mr. Hastur , time always passes extremely quickly.”

"I feel the same way." Hasta looked at Klein with a smile, stood up and said, "There's still some time before we prepare dinner. I'll take you out for a walk. The scenery here in the evening is a beautiful picture. It's not Dingding. No famous painter could depict them on a scroll."

"Alas, I have been living in Backlund, and I haven't seen the scenery in the evening for a long time." Klein accurately complained about Backlund's weather.

"This is also the reason why I left Backlund and came to live here."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, admiring the beautiful evening in the countryside from the side road.

The dim sunset light shines on the particularly energetic beech trees, oak trees, maple trees and other forest trees, making the trees dyed golden.

Along the carefully selected cobblestone path, we walked step by step into the forest. There was a green grassland on the side. A few gray-brown mountain rabbits ran out from the depths of the forest and played as if no one was around. There was a slow path behind. A flowing stream runs through it.

The water in the stream is exceptionally clear and bright, and you can vaguely see fish swimming freely back and forth in the stream.

It is really beautiful here, a kind of unique natural beauty that makes people relax and tense without knowing it.

"I really want to live here for a while." Klein expressed his heartfelt emotion.

"As long as Mr. Dawn Downstad is willing, he can stay here for a while at any time."

Klein, who was waiting for these words, immediately said: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Hastur."

You didn't even pretend to decline, Mr. Klein, you really can't wait... Hastur complained silently in his heart.

If I declined, Mr. Hastur, and you just stopped mentioning this matter, I would be even more embarrassed... Klein defended his behavior in his mind.

When the two of them came back from a small tour, a sumptuous dinner was prepared. Sharon, who had not been downstairs, also brought Azshara down to show her face.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Dawn Downstairs. He is a very rich and very generous businessman."

Hastur smiled and introduced Sharon and Azshara, and Klein always had a decent smile on his face.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that Mr. Hastur was specifically mentioning his wealth and generosity.

"This is my gentle and beautiful wife, Sharon." Hastur's eyes looked at Sharon, and then at Azshara, "This is my lively and lovely daughter Azshara."

wife? daughter?

Klein was a little stunned for a moment. Although he had a hunch that Miss Sharon appeared here, Mr. Hastur actually had such a big daughter with Miss Sharon?

Then Mr. Hasta must be at least around ten years old... Klein was extremely shocked.

At the same time, he thought of another serious problem. Mr. Hastur and Miss Justice were already engaged!

Is Miss Justice being cuckolded?

Or does Miss Justice already know about Miss Sharon's existence?

Marriage between nobles is really complicated.

Klein didn't think about it any further. He suddenly admired Hastur.

This is simply a cheating script for a winner in life. No matter in every aspect, he is a bit like a replica of Russell.

Well, Russell's appearance is not as good as Hastur's.

After a brief exchange of greetings, a few people began to enjoy tonight's sumptuous dinner.

The rare game from nature, after being cooked and processed by master chefs, is an amazing dish in every aspect.

Klein was eating so happily that he almost forgot his purpose of coming here this time.