Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 38 The Penitent, The Eternal Warrior

If you stay in that village all the time.

This is a question that the old man has been thinking about all these years. He also knows that time cannot flow backwards, and he cannot return to the intersection where he made a new choice.

He came here and told this story because of the guilt in his heart and to repent of past sins. He wanted to go to the court to meet his belated trial.

But he wondered whether the court would accept the absurd behavior of an old man like him.

Perhaps those judges and jurors, they will only think that they are old and foolish, and sneer at their own stories, and even praise the stories they imagined are not bad, and then tell them as jokes when they gossip after drinking.

This question made Hastur fall silent.

It is impossible for the Loen Kingdom to allow the old man to admit to the court that the killings in the past were wrong.

Because in this way, the wrong people are not just the old people, but the royal family and dignitaries like them.

And this is also a disguised admission that the war between the Loen Kingdom and Feysac is far from being as just as ordinary people think.

This is absolutely not allowed.

If the story of the old man was changed from another perspective, for example, the person saved by the village was a soldier of Feysac, and the place where he was destroyed was the village of the Kingdom of Loen.

Then, the Loen royal family and the dignitaries will definitely let the old man tell such a thing at a critical moment, so that the public can see Fusac's cruelty and horror.

Unfortunately, it can't be replaced.

Is the old man wrong?
Hastur is not qualified to issue a judgment for him, but if the protagonist is him, he will only silently take away the girl who loved him wholeheartedly after he recovered from his injury, and then leave the battlefield to find a quiet small village to spend the rest of his life.

"Sir, I don't think I can help you on this matter." Hastur said with a dignified and apologetic tone.

If he got involved in this matter, the final result would be nothing more than a drowned noble body on the Tussock River.

"Your words are the greatest help to me."

The old man stood up tremblingly, without any look of disappointment on his face, as if he was not surprised by such an answer.

"Sir, there are many things that we can't change now." Hasta thought for a long time, and still gave such a sentence.

"Yes, I understand."

The old man's tone was very relaxed, with a slight smile on his face, he turned and left after saying goodbye to Hastur.

"..."

For a moment, Hastur wanted to open the curtain and take a look at this legendary old man.

But he still resisted the urge, even if he saw him, he couldn't help him.

After the old man left, Hastur sat quietly for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh. He really couldn't just sit back and watch the old man die like this.

After being silent for a while, Hastur got up and left through the back door. After saying hello to Lecturer Furren, he took a carriage to the nearest court.

When he arrived at the courthouse, Hastur glanced at his pocket watch. It was 10:[-], [-] minutes before the court closed.

He got out of the carriage and waited near the gate of the courthouse.

If he guessed correctly, the old man should already be on his way here.

From the time the old man confided to the final relief, Hastur had already understood what was in his heart.

Although the old man knows that his behavior is ridiculous and ridiculous, and nothing can change it, he will still do it because he is old.

In the face of imminent death, some people become extremely panicked, while others look back with relief.

The old man belongs to the latter, so he will come, and today!

After waiting for about ten minutes, Hastur saw an old man stepping down from the carriage.

The old man was wearing a black formal suit, leaning on a cane, and his silver hair was neatly combed. The deep wrinkles sculpted by the years were like knives and axes. The dark brown pupils contained the peace of vicissitudes of life, and the faint smile on his face was Ease in the face of life's ups and downs.

With just one glance, Hastur recognized that this was the old man who had just asked for his help.

Looking at the criminal court in front of him, the old man bent down subconsciously, and then he straightened up again, walking with firm steps.

As he approached the gate of the court, Hastur stepped forward and said, "Sir, you must live to repent for the things you feel guilty about."

The old man paused, took a careful look at Hastur, and said with a smile: "May you have no regrets in your future."

"You too."

"It was an afternoon full of surprises."

Under the gaze of Hastur, the old man walked into the court with a smile.

Hastur didn't keep up, and didn't say anything else, just silently watched the figure of the old man disappear from sight, and stepped into the hall symbolizing judgment.

……

"Baron Campbell, we meet again, thank you for your generosity last time."

Under the night, Hastur met Xio and Forsi again at Grelint's home.

In order to get in touch with the extraordinary party held by Mr. A, Hastur sought Forsi's introduction through Grelint, nominally claiming that he was very interested in this extraordinary party.

Unexpectedly, this time Xio also followed Forsi.

"Ms. Hugh, I also want to thank you for your contribution to the rescue of Professor Wayne last time." Hastur replied with a smile.

Three question marks flashed over Forsi's head, she glanced at Hastur, then stared at Xio non-stop, trying to find out the relationship between them from their conversations and expressions.

"It was just an accidental employment."

Xio couldn't stand Forsi's gaze, so he could only explain briefly. Seeing Forsi's thoughtful gaze, Xio touched her shoulder secretly, signaling her to pay attention to her image.

"It's getting late, we can go now."

"Well, I'm sure it's going to be an interesting night."

Hastur smiled and left in the carriage with Fors and Hugh. As for Viscount Grelint, he had something to deal with tonight, and he really couldn't get away. He just entrusted Hastur to help him ask the pharmacist about the potion formula. matter.

The last time this task was taken by Fors, there was no news about it until Fors contacted him some time ago, and Fors politely apologized to him, saying that she had no way to find those vampires hiding in the night.

In fact, Fors just asked Xio to post a mission to find vampires, and then there was nothing more.

It took more than ten minutes for the carriage to arrive at the destination. It was a wooden house on the side of the road. The environment here looked desolate and remote.

The three got out of the carriage and came to the wooden door. Xio said, "It's better not to reveal your true identity to participate in this extraordinary party."

In order to prepare for this extraordinary party, she herself went through no less than three layers of camouflage, and even used insoles to increase her height.

Well, she swears that it's really just a little bit higher, it's out of the need for camouflage, it's definitely not because she thinks she's too short.

Hastur also went through some camouflage, wearing a black robe that can cover the whole body, and a black hood to block his hair color, and a cat face mask that he bought casually on his face.

Carrying a cane that can draw a sharp sword when necessary, this is a good thing he found when sorting out the relics left by the original owner.

The whole body of this cane is silver-gray, and a large white-yellow crystal is inlaid on the head of the cane. The body of the cane is twisted in a spiral pattern at the bottom. Inside the body of the cane is an elegant and slender sword. , about sixty centimeters in length.

Hastur once took out the sword and tested its strength. It is very thin and sharp, and can easily chop hard bones. Moreover, the steel is unusual, and the forging process is very good, so it is not easy to curl the blade.

He suspected that this sword might be some kind of extraordinary weapon, but he didn't find its extraordinary use for the time being.

Seeing that both Hastur and Forsi were ready, Xio came to the wooden door and knocked on the wooden door in a rhythm of three longs and two shorts.

With a creak, the wooden door slowly opened, and there were already many participants sitting inside. Most of them also used various methods to hide their true appearance, and only a few of them showed their true appearance calmly.

The three walked in, and the wooden door was closed again by the attendant.

Their arrival attracted the attention of everyone present, among which Mr. A's gaze was the most impressive.

His eyes are like two slippery tentacles, crawling on the person as he looks at them, as if he wants to pull off other people's clothes and penetrate deeply, this kind of goosebump feeling is very disgusting.

This also made Hastur recognize who Mr. A was at a glance, but he kept silent, instead showing a hint of curiosity on purpose.

Xio introduced: "That one is Mr. A, a powerful Extraordinary who is also the convener of this extraordinary gathering."

Hastur nodded silently, while Forsi looked at the two blackboards erected in front, on which were written line after line of words.

Hugh also introduced some trading rules here to Hastur who came here for the first time to attend the Extraordinary Party.

The content on the blackboard is the deal that the participants want to reach.

They will write down what they need and what price they are willing to pay for this item. If someone is willing to trade, it can be directly regarded as a completed transaction.

All transactions are notarized by Mr. A, there will be no fraud

Hastur listened silently, and then imitated Fors, and began to write his needs on the blackboard.

In addition to the solid unicorn crystal of the earth rhinoceros, he also wrote the formula of the pharmacist's potion.

He didn't ask for Russell's diary here, that would be too eye-catching.

He could already feel Mr. A's eyes falling on him from time to time, as if he was measuring something.

Soon, one transaction after another was completed under the witness of the Hastur three.

But until the end of the party, there was no news about the pharmacist's potion formula and the solid unicorn crystal that Hastur needed.

"What a failed party, it seems that we need to ask Greg for help."

Hastur murmured in his heart that his lawyer's potion was about to be digested, and he needed to gather the barbarian's potion materials as soon as possible.

Just when Hastur was disappointed with the party tonight, an attendant quietly came to him, handed him a note, and whispered, "This is from Mr. A."

(End of this chapter)