Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 17 Belongs to Maric's "Adventure Story"

Brave Bar.

Kaspers, who was playing billiards, saw the impressive young noble again.

Compared to other people who had to bargain, the young nobleman took out 5 pounds in cash and treated him to a glass of Southwell beer.

"Good evening, Mr. Kaspers."

Hastur greeted him politely, and then asked Kaspers to lead him to the small black room in the alley to attend the extraordinary party.

He knew his way by himself, but decided it would be safer to let this Kaspers give him a ride.

As for the cost, just buy him another glass of Southwell beer.

"Being too obsessed with those things can easily lead to disaster for yourself."

Before leaving, Kaspers gave Hastur another piece of advice.

"Thank you Mr. Caspers for your advice." Hastur nodded, and decided to buy him two glasses of Southwell beer when he came out later.

Put on the mask and hood and enter the small black room, still in the living room on the first floor.

As the transaction progressed, the lady who had sold the potion formula to Lawyer Hastur at an increased price again expressed her willingness to need the barbarian potion formula.

I thought there was still no hope this time, but I was pleasantly surprised to hear a calm voice from the corner, "I once got a barbarian potion formula."

"May I ask what you need?"

"One pound."

The lady frowned and said, "Well, isn't the price a little bit expensive?"

Generally, the potion formula of Sequence 8 is only between 500 and 600 pounds. Right now, this person is asking for 800 pounds. The premium is very obvious.

"I'm not that short of money for now."

"..."

The lady was stunned, why did this sentence sound so familiar?
By the way, in the last few gatherings, a newcomer wanted the lawyer's potion formula, so I used this reason to sell the lawyer's potion formula to him for 300 pounds.

Does this voice sound familiar too?

It's him!

A newcomer who was looking for a lawyer's potion formula before!
The lady was taken aback, and then smiled bitterly: "This is not a small amount of wealth, I need a little time to raise it."

Hastur said lightly: "I think Mr. Eye of Wisdom doesn't mind helping you pay part of it first."

The Eye of Wisdom hehe said: "I don't care about providing a little help, you can first use an extraordinary weapon of the same value as collateral."

"That's okay."

The lady gritted her teeth and bought the barbarian potion formula at a high price of 800 pounds.

Hastur gave the formula of the barbarian potion he wrote to the Eye of Wisdom and asked him to appraise it for free.

He was relieved when he heard the Eye of Wisdom announced that the transaction was established.

This is not only related to the transaction of 800 pounds, but also the potion formula he needs, which is 1600 pounds every time!
Having received a huge sum of 800 pounds, Hastur felt much more relaxed, and wanted to buy a suitable Extraordinary item for himself, preferably a sealed item in terms of order and rules, but unfortunately he failed to do so.

At the end of the meeting, the Eye of Wisdom told Hastur to leave first, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Returning to the Brave Bar, Hastur ordered three glasses of Southwell beer for Caspers.

Caspers was silent for a moment and said, "I'm already old, past the age of liking Southwell beer."

"Just think of it as a reminder of what it was like to be young."

Hastur gave him a back view, silently drinking a cocktail called Disorder in his hand, which costs 2 soli.

He originally wanted to try fruit wine, but seeing that he was drinking beer or strong liquor, it was not suitable for him to drink fruit wine alone, so he finally ordered a cocktail to try.

"..."

Kaspers drank only one glass of Southwell beer, and passed the other two glasses to other guests who were drinking happily.

After drinking, he saw that Hastur was still interested in sitting in a corner, admiring the drunken fans here. He stepped forward and asked, "Are you interested in meeting a real Extraordinary?"

"Oh, is it here?"

"Ah."

"can."

"Come with me."

Caspers led Hastur to a card room deep in the bar.

Pushing the door open, there are more than a dozen people playing Texas Hold'em.

Seeing someone coming, a man in a white shirt and black vest slowly stood up from his seat, and a dozen other people also put down the cards in their hands at the same time and looked over.

No one spoke, and the scene was a little weird for a while.

Hastur took a brief glance and found that these people were pale, their eyes were like beasts, and there was a chill in their bodies that should not be approached by strangers.

This man should be Maric.

Hastur recognized the origin of the person in front of him, which was one of the reasons why he stayed at the Brave Bar.

Kaspers stepped forward to briefly introduce Hastur and Maric, then turned and left, leaving the two of them to talk alone.

"You are very interested in the world of Extraordinary?" Maric sat back in his seat, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Hastur walked across to Maric and sat down, saying: "Mortals always yearn for the world of gods."

"Heh, have you ever killed someone?"

"No."

The sarcasm at the corner of Maric's mouth became more intense, he shook his head and said, "People like you are not suitable and should not enter this cannibalistic world."

Does your appearance really look so immature?
Hastur sighed in his heart, whether it was Caspers or Maric, the first time they saw him, they regarded him as a foolish young master of a noble family who came to pursue extraordinary power.

Hastur thought for a while and said, "If you were asked to choose again, would you continue to choose this path?"

"Yes." The sarcasm at the corner of Maric's mouth restrained a little.

"why?"

Maric didn't answer directly, but chuckled lightly: "I don't have such a good living environment as you."

"Yeah, my living environment is already so good. I live in a big house, wake up from a big bed every day, and have servants to take care of me all day long. Since I'm already so rich, why don't I look for some exciting things I haven't experienced before?" ?”

Maric was silent, always feeling that the other party took the opportunity to show off.

"Playing cards?" Hastur smiled, pointed to the cards on the table, and issued an invitation.

He doesn't like gambling, he just misses the feeling of playing cards in his hands.

If there were three of them, he would definitely suggest playing a few rounds of Fighting Evil.

That is the imprint left deep in my heart.

If there are four people, they must play leveling up or hoeing the earth.

"You want to play cards with me?"

"Well, just the two of us."

"Okay, the ante is 1 soli, and the raise is capped at 1 pound."

Hastur nodded, the bet was smaller than he thought, and it didn't matter if he won or lost a few rounds.

He also wanted to see if his current luck had improved a bit.

Maric snapped his fingers, and a living corpse standing on the right side began to shuffle and deal the cards.

After the cards were dealt, Hastur uncovered the corners of the two hole cards and glanced at them, a pair of aces, which made him a little stunned. Has his luck improved?
"It seems that your hole cards are very good." Maric saw the slight change in Hasta's expression.

"Learning to control your expressions is also a gamble."

"5 soli."

"Call."

After a round of calling, the living corpse continued to deal cards, and both of them chose to keep calling until all 5 community cards were dealt and opened.

A, Q, 9, A, 8.

"My card is a straight."

Maric showed his hole cards, a 10 and a J, and he won the last card.

"Four A's."

Hasta's face was calm, and he naturally revealed his two hole cards, and successfully won Maric's straight with four of a kind.

Maric thought thoughtfully: "Is this the good luck of novices?"

"maybe."

In the next few rounds, Hastur's luck has been very good. Although Maric's cards are also good, he basically lost.

In eight games in a row, Maric only won one game, which cost him about 20 pounds.

"Damn it."

Maric frowned slightly, and looked at the living corpse in charge of dealing the cards again, wondering if he should change to another dealer.

Hastur accepted it as soon as it was good, and said with a smile: "Can I exchange all the bets I won before for a message?"

"Oh, what do you want to know?"

Maric did not refuse this deal, the god of luck is not on his side tonight, and he does not want to use his bad cards to fulfill the good mood of others.

"Your adventure story."

"Oh, that's not an adventure story."

Maric laughed at himself, and after organizing his language, he slowly told Hasta his extraordinary story.

In his story, his identity is a farmer's child who advocates peace, living in a quiet village with a group of friends, leading an idyllic life.

But one day, some people full of desires colluded with enemies outside and launched a merciless killing together.

The peaceful life is no longer, the flames of war spread, some people died tragically, some fled, and some surrendered to the enemy...

He was lucky, and with the help of some old people, he escaped with a few partners.

But those demons who destroyed their hometown didn't choose to let them go, but kept sending people to hunt them down. They could only live a life of wandering around, and they didn't have a stable life until they came to Backlund.

Xu Shi remembered the things that made him angry, and Maric's eyes became more violent, like a wild beast that wanted to bite its prey at any time.

But soon, Maric suppressed his impulse and let himself return to calm again.

Hastur sighed: "People who follow desires will eventually be swallowed by desires. The reason why people are human is that they are not dominated by desires like beasts. They have a self that is higher than desires."

He didn't mean to please Maric with this sentence, but he really felt it.

The temperance faction that Maric and Miss Sharon belong to is obviously much better than the indulgence faction.

The indulgent people are a group of beasts who have lost themselves. When their desires are exhausted, they will also be burned into a pile of charred bones.

Maric's eyes brightened slightly, and he said quite proudly: "Restraining desires and not asking for external things is the real extraordinary."

"The human heart is as greedy as a snake, delusional to swallow a giant elephant."

"It's a very reasonable sentence. Emperor Roselle really deserves to be a great thinker."

"..."

Hastur's expression was a little tense, he just changed the words that people are not human enough to swallow elephants, and he really didn't want to touch Roselle.

Great thinker?
That is, if he puts all the famous quotes of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign celebrities into one body, can he not be a great thinker?

"It's late at night, I should go back too."

Hastur was silenced by Emperor Roselle's famous words, so he had no interest in continuing the conversation.

Maric said: "I basically come here at night."

"It's my luck."

Hastur understood what he meant, smiled and got up to leave.

(End of this chapter)