Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 83 Mister Fool's Birthday

Thursday, November 6.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Hastur got up from the bed, stretched himself, went to wash, and then went downstairs to eat.

Maric and Sharon didn't like dealing with people like Butler Neil, so they didn't come down to eat, and it didn't affect them if they didn't eat for a few days.

After breakfast, Hastur asked Butler Neil to send someone to buy two or three gothic outfits for Sharon.

You can't have Sharon in a maid outfit all the time, which would be fun.

But Sharon, who was wearing a maid outfit, would not appear in front of her.

In the study room, after a night's rest, Maric's injuries healed a lot.

The sequence of living corpses has a strong recovery ability, as long as the head is not cut off, it is difficult to really die.

Hastur talked with Maric for about half an hour, and Sharon, who had changed into new clothes, finally appeared in the mirror.

Maric said in surprise, "Sharon, I thought you left last night."

"It will be safer here." Sharon replied briefly.

Hastur said: "You can live here with peace of mind for the time being, and you can go back after the group of Rose School of Thought leaves."

"Well, good." Sharon nodded and disappeared into the mirror.

Hastur was very curious about hiding in the mirror, how should Sharon heal her wounds?
Maric explained to him, "Resentful souls are a very special kind of existence. No matter how serious their physical injuries are, it doesn't matter. As long as their spirituality is not lost, their physical bodies will gradually heal as their spirituality recovers."

Similar to nourishing the physical body spiritually.

Hastur made a simple analogy in his mind.

The two chatted for a while, and Neil the butler came to knock on the door, saying that people from the Holy Wind Church had come to visit.

Hastur understood that they were coming for what happened last night.

For this matter, he had already prepared in his heart and did not panic.

"Take care with yourself."

"Don't worry, I know how to send them away."

Hastur walked out of the room and asked Butler Neil to prepare 500 pounds before slowly going downstairs.

Those who came to visit today were headed by the bishop from last night, accompanied by two priests.

Hastur politely invited them to sit down and asked the maid to prepare tea and snacks.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the Bishop Ron directly explained the purpose of his visit.

"Baron Campbell, I hope you can give the church a reasonable explanation for your behavior last night."

Hastur did not hide anything, and said directly: "I recently met two friends, they are from the Temperance School of the Rose School of Thought, one of them was injured by the group of rats last night, and came to ask for my help. I am just an ordinary People can't fight against those rats at all, so they can only seek help from the church along the way, and use your power to wipe out the rats in Backlund, and at the same time save another friend of mine."

By the way?

Bishop Ron's eyelids twitched, but he still said politely, "I want to meet your friends."

"Unfortunately, they already left this morning, and they probably have already left Backlund by now."

Bishop Ron didn't believe Hastur's words, but he didn't dwell on the issue, and said with a more emphatic tone: "Baron Campbell, when you deal with those people in the future, you must be careful not to be deceived by them."

Hastur smiled and said, "Thank you Bishop Ron for reminding me, I will definitely keep it in mind."

When the two chatted about the same, butler Neil sent 500 gold pounds at the right time.

Hastur smiled and said, "It's hard to express my gratitude to the church for such a meager donation. I hope Bishop Ron will not refuse."

"The gods will not reject any devout believer."

"Through what happened last night, I also believe that the gods have been protecting us."

Hastur's tone was respectful, which made Bishop Ron very useful.

"Yes, the gods are everywhere, and He is always watching us." Bishop Ron said piously.

"I don't know if the group of rats were completely wiped out last night?"

"Under the majesty of the storm, they were scared and ran away."

"Praise the storm."

Hastur understood it, the battle last night was not very intense, it was more about showing the attitude of the Holy Wind Church.

Before leaving, Bishop Ron told Hasta a few more words before leaving with 500 gold pounds.

As for what happened last night, it has already been revealed.

That's 500 gold pounds.

Hastur felt a little distressed. The last time he and Maric rescued Earl Richard, each of them only received 1000 gold pounds.

However, 500 gold pounds can invite a demigod to make a move, and that is quite worth it.

If it wasn't for the demigod of the Holy Wind Church last night, Sharon would never have been able to leave safely.

Hastur sat in the lobby for a long time, until he finished drinking two cups of marquis black tea and confirmed that no one from the Holy Wind Church was staring at him, then he got up and went upstairs.

In the study room, Maric and Sharon felt a little unbelievable when they saw Hasta came back so soon.

"The people in the Holy Wind Church were sent away by you?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, and I'm also a baron after all, so it's just a matter of routine for them to come here."

Hasta thought in his heart, this Bishop Ron came so soon, could he be urging himself to fulfill his promise of donating 500 gold pounds last night?

"In Loen, nobles enjoy privileges." Maric was quite emotional.

Hastur corrected him, "No matter which country you are in, the nobles are a group of privileged people."

Maric remained silent.

In the mirror, Sharon appeared and asked about the results of the Holy Wind Church last night.

"I didn't catch anyone, but the other party didn't dare to appear blatantly again."

Only one demigod was dispatched from the Holy Wind Church, and the deterrent effect was far greater than a real battle.

Sharon nodded, hesitated and said, "There seems to be an incongruity on the third floor here."

Hastur was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it, just pretend it doesn't exist."

Before he figured it out, he didn't want to go to the third floor and touch the so-called things involving fate.

God knows, whether this change is good or bad.

For him now, everything is gradually moving towards the right track.

There is really no need to take risks, unless it is really a last resort and there is no choice.

"What's the trouble?" Maric looked serious.

"Ignore it and you should be fine."

After Hastur finished speaking, he looked at Sharon and told her not to explore the third floor out of curiosity.

"What is there on the third floor?"

Hastur's performance made Maric even more curious.

Sharon said calmly: "This is inevitable after all. If you don't deal with it, maybe even bigger troubles will be brewed."

"You may be right to be concerned, but I'm getting ready to move recently."

Hastur smiled and told about his imminent move to Queens.

Maric is very envious of this. The Queens District is the area where the real nobles of Loen live. If they live there, no one from the Rose School of Thought would dare to make trouble at will.

Seeing that Hastur had left the topic on the third floor, Sharon did not continue to ask.

It's just that she has a feeling that Hastur will inevitably go to the third floor in the future, as if this is his inescapable fate.

Fate, even if she is about to be promoted to a higher sequence, it is difficult to understand the two words of fate. Even her teacher probably did not expect that the Rose School of thought would become like this.

"Relax, you should trust my luck."

Seeing that Sharon seemed to be still worrying about the issue on the third floor, Hastur smiled and enlightened her.

He is the darling of fate, the exception of fate, and the wise man of fate.

Sharon stared at Hastur for a while, then nodded, and his figure disappeared from the mirror.

……

At night, there are a few decorative lanterns hanging on the balcony. Hasta sits here drinking some fruit wine, tasting food, and looking in the direction of Tingen.

Today is June 6, which is also Klein's birthday.

He still has a good impression of this future Mr. Fool and fellow townsman.

He wouldn't mind giving Crane a little help early on, as well as rewriting Tingen's tragedy.

After all, all the gifts given by fate have been secretly priced.

As many gifts as he gave, Mister Fool will return as much kindness in the future.

As for how to guide and help Klein, he already has a preliminary idea, and now he just waits for Miss Audrey to come to him.

Hastur raised his glass, turned towards Tingen, and whispered softly, "This glass of wine is toast to your birth, future Mister Fool."

……

Tingen.

In midair, above the black velvet curtain, a crimson full moon hangs high, shining peacefully.

Under the crimson light, inside an ordinary dwelling.

Zhou Mingrui was covering his head, gradually getting used to the severe pain originating from deep inside his head.

After he recovered and accepted the memory, he looked at a notebook on the desk.

On the yellowed paper, it was written in Hermes script: "Everyone will die, including me."

(End of this chapter)