Mystery: The Stars Returner

Will, who was ready to pluck a handful of wool, asked Hastur to head to Queens as soon as he got in the car.

There were many aristocrats in that place, and the ice cream sold in the shops was the best. His parents usually only took him to the East End.

The ice cream in the East District tastes average, far less delicious than the ice cream sent by the Hastato people.

Hastur naturally did not refuse Will's small request.

After all, raising a mercury snake is also a very interesting thing.

How much could a mere ice cream cost him.

But it turned out that he was wrong, very wrong.

Ice cream looks like a small portion, but ice cream sold in big stores costs several soles!

For luxurious points, the price starts in gold pounds.

Will is small and thin, but when it comes to eating ice cream, he especially chooses the expensive ones and eats one portion after another.

The belly seemed to be a bottomless pit. I had eaten a lot, but it didn't feel bulging.

“I haven’t had such fun eating in a long time!”

Will held a piece of ice cream in each hand, licking it and closing his eyes comfortably, feeling very happy.

Hasta advised politely: "Children's stomachs and intestines are prone to catching cold. Eating too much ice cream is not good for your physical development."

"I'm not an ordinary kid."

"Don't you want to just let nature take its course and be an ordinary kid?"

"You need to give yourself a vacation once in a while."

While talking, Will had already finished two portions of ice cream worth 10 soles and 6 pence, and took Hastur to another ice cream shop.

Hasta followed behind silently, preparing to pay. Seeing that Will was eating happily, he also bought himself an ice cream. He couldn't pay for it, and he had to watch helplessly.

Will came over and asked, "How does it taste? I think this strawberry ice cream is better."

"The chocolate version is more delicious, but the strawberry version is too sweet and makes you feel tired after eating too much."

"Chocolate is a bit bitter and not delicious."

"It starts with bitterness and then sweetness. The stimulation of bitterness can make the sweetness more prominent and full of aroma."

Hastur seriously discussed with Will which ice cream was more delicious.

One large and one small walking on the street, like a father and his son.

Whenever passers-by cast such glances, Hastur always smiled kindly.

Will curled his lips and disapproved of this.

Who stipulates that two people, one big and one small, must be father and son?

Can't it be the Snake of Destiny and his full-time breeder?

When they passed by a newly opened restaurant, Will stopped and walked to Hastur. He lowered his voice and said, "Bernadette is here too, please pay attention."

Bernadette is here too?

This is really fate. Backlund is still very big, even Queens is not small. To meet him on the street can only be described as fate.

"Can she spot you?"

"She'll just think I'm a normal kid unless I let her know."

Will said as he licked the ice cream again, with a slight smile on his face.

Bernadette carries the Wheel of Fortune card, which is the Tarot card of the path of destiny. It should have automatically belonged to him and the Stupid Snake.

But in order to protect Bernadette, Russell deliberately left this card to her to protect her fate.

Bernadette herself is not an Extraordinary person of the Destiny Path, and the effects she can exert are limited, and there is still a long way to go before him.

"Then just pretend we didn't find her."

Hasta knew it in his heart, so he had no scruples and took Will straight into the newly opened restaurant.

If he turned around and left directly, it would be more likely to arouse Bernadette's suspicion.

After entering the restaurant, the two found a table and sat down. Will stood up, flipped over the menu, and ordered every ice cream on it.

Hastur only ordered a drink for himself. He didn't have as good an appetite as Will.

Not long after the two sat down, Bernadette came to Hastur and Will like a breeze without disturbing the others.

She looked at Hastur with interest, "Logically speaking, I shouldn't encounter you often."

Hastur thought for a moment and said, "This is fate."

"It's not just fate, there may be something special about you."

Bernadette's tone was calm, her eyes were moving like lightning, and her whole person had a threatening aura.

Will smiled sweetly and said, "This big sister is so beautiful."

With a compliment, Bernadette's aura dissipated a lot.

Bernadette deliberately teased: "Is this little boy your son?"

Hastur didn't explain. Anyway, he didn't suffer from this title.

Will smiled very sweetly and asked innocently: "Sister, can you be my mother? Then we will be a family of three."

"..."

"..."

Bernadette and Hastur were shocked by this sentence at the same time.

Bernadette never expected that the little boy in front of her would suddenly say such a sentence.

Being a mother?

Does she look older?

Hastur was impressed by Will's shamelessness. He really deserves to be a person who has lived for countless years.

On this kind of issue, I can still talk about it lightly without any embarrassment.

"Kid, you and him are not father and son. Do you think I can't tell?"

"He is my eldest brother, otherwise eldest sister, you should be my eldest sister-in-law!"

Will's watery eyes lit up, full of hope.

"Cough cough..."

Hastur coughed twice and signaled Will to stop talking nonsense. He really couldn't bear it anymore.

He finally noticed that Will was having a lot of fun now, taking advantage of his status as a child and making fun of him and Bernadette as much as possible.

Even if Bernadette gets angry because of this, she will only settle the score with him, not with a childlike child like Will.

A faint smile appeared on Bernadette's face, but she was not angry because of it. She flicked Will's little head with her finger and said, "Do you, a kid, talk like this every time you see a beautiful sister?"

"No, I just think you and my eldest brother are a good match. Weren't you talking about fate just now?"

Will covered his head and took a small step back, showing innocent eyes.

Bernadette stopped talking about this topic with Will and glanced at Hastur again, "If I can meet you a third time in Backlund, then I will really be interested in you."

"Sister, I heard from eldest brother that the sign that a woman likes a man is that she is interested in the man."

Will smiled and gave Hastur a black and shiny black pot.

Hasta refuted righteously: "It's nonsense, I never said such things."

"Oh."

Will lowered his head in frustration and whispered: "Brother, don't you think that my eldest sister is very beautiful and suitable to take home as a wife?"

"..."

Hasta showed an awkward yet polite smile, and said with an apologetic smile: "Children always like to talk nonsense."

Bernadette ignored these words, and her whole body disappeared like a puff of smoke.

After confirming that Bernadette had left, Hastur stretched out his hands to pinch Will's little face, rubbed it twice, and said viciously: "You little brat has really grown up!"

"Didn't you find it interesting just now?"

"..."

"Speaking of which, Bernadette is also the one whom fate loves. If you can really marry her, you might even be able to become the Black Emperor Dangdang."

"Stop worrying and eat your ice cream quickly. It's almost melting."

"My judgment is based on fate, and it is based on fate."

Will muttered something dissatisfied and started fighting with the seven or eight servings of ice cream in front of him.

……

It was past seven o'clock in the evening when Hastur returned home, mainly because Will's home was a bit far away.

He would take Will to South Bridge and then back to Queens, and the time spent on the road alone would be calculated by the hour.

Fortunately, all the hard work was not in vain. Before leaving, Will gave him a paper crane to communicate with him in his dreams. He felt that one paper crane was not enough, so he just took a bunch of them, there should be more than a dozen.

On the way back, he bought an ordinary wind chime for 1 sole and 3 pence.

Just enough to hang this string of paper cranes on it.

Not to mention, Will's handiwork is really good.

Carrying the wind chime upstairs, Hastur hung it on the window sill of the study.

The bedroom is a place for rest, and he doesn't want Will to observe his sleeping posture through the paper crane.

And it is hung on the window sill. If Mr. A knocks on the window again in the future, Will will be the first person to be alarmed.

After doing these things, Hastur came to the Hall of Stars, sat at the long table, took out a pen and paper, and sorted out the content of today's chat with Will.

This conversation solved many of his doubts, such as Voltaire's question and the connection between the golden box, the monk in yellow and the king in yellow.

The biggest threat to him now is the organization of the monks in yellow.

Believe in the King in Yellow, the path of outer gods that walks beyond the twenty-two extraordinary paths.

No matter from which aspect, it is something worthy of vigilance.

"Should we report this organization to the Church of the Seven Gods?"

Hasta thought about it for a while and then gave up the idea. Now the monk in yellow has done nothing.

And his relationship with the King in Yellow is more like... the True Creator and Adam?