Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 248 Astrologers, Guidance from God
Ince Zangwill initially refused to leave Backlund with members of the Witch Sect.

But after thinking about it, with the black saint from the Witch Sect present, the steam train leaving Backlund should be safer.

Even if he was searched by personnel from the Church of the Evernight Goddess, he didn't need to worry about anything.

He understands the situation within the Church of the Evernight Goddess. In the Red Gloves Squad, which is a hunting dog tracking down wanted criminals, there are three giants, all of whom are Sequence 4 night watchmen.

In other words, the person who is chasing him is at most a night watchman, which is not enough to pose a threat in front of that black witch.

The only thing that worried him was that Baron Hastur Campbell, who had always made him dreadful, was also on this steam train.

In the fifth carriage, Moraka stared at Serafina sitting opposite her with resentful and complicated eyes.

She didn't want to leave Backlund and go to some southern continent, that kind of ghostly place, the farther away from it the better, but after all, she couldn't resist the majesty of this woman.

Serafina spoke slowly: "Pain is the best gift, you have to learn to enjoy this feeling."

"Is this why you left her alone in Backlund on purpose?"

"That's right, she wants to come, but I won't let her come. If you don't want to go, I will let you go."

"You are vicious!"

Snapped!
Moraka received another loving slap in the face. She turned coldly and looked out the car window.

……

At night, because of the long distance and the dull environment in the car, many passengers fell asleep due to exhaustion.

There are also some people who start to be very quiet and think about moving, frequently using the excuse of going to the bathroom to go in and out of each compartment.

In the eighth carriage, Cresta Sesima sat in her seat, covering her face with a piece of "Becklund Evening News", pretending to be mature and asleep.

The ears moved slightly, listening to the movement and footsteps in the nearby compartment.

"There have been three waves of different people going back and forth between the carriages, as if they were looking for something."

"I didn't sense Ince Zangwill's aura, but I could smell the aura from the Witch Sect and the Spiritual Sect. Even the Secret Order has members."

"There are still some invisible and impenetrable auras, which should be some difficult characters."

Creste Sesima thought about it, and let those people continue to search. He didn't want to startle the enemy for the time being, and there were many mysterious people hidden on this steam train. It would be safer to find out the situation before taking action.

When it was close to eight or nine o'clock, Cresta Sesima noticed that many people gathered near the third carriage.

He couldn't ascertain exactly what happened, but he only vaguely noticed that an extraordinary battle was taking place there.

He wondered if he should also use the excuse of going to the bathroom to check the situation in the third car.

But in the end he gave up on this idea. It's still early, and these things are just minor disturbances. It should be more lively in the middle of the night.

He reached out to lift up the newspaper that had slipped from his face, breathing evenly.

In the third carriage, Ince Zangwill was lying on his side, with his back to the aisle, facing the direction of the window, and his face was very gloomy at the moment.

He just wanted to leave Backlund safely, but those Extraordinary people who appeared out of nowhere, at this moment, many people gathered in his compartment.

The extraordinary abilities such as hypnosis, dreaming, mind influence, interrogation, etc. have been used several times in turn, and the ordinary people in this carriage are basically confused, without any reason, and only know how to close their eyes and sleep and snore.

At this time, only extraordinary people can truly maintain their sanity.

In order not to attract attention, he was also pretending to be asleep, but he didn't know whether it was a member of two organizations or three organizations, and they were secretly confronting each other at the moment.

The chosen location was his carriage.

The fight between them was very measured. It was obvious that they didn't want to damage the carriage or cause too much commotion.

But listening to the group of Sequence 8 or Sequence 7 jumping up and down in front of him, some people even used their interrogation ability on him.

He really wanted to crush them to death one by one.

"Be quiet!"

A deep shout came from someone unknown, and it exploded in everyone's mind like a thunderbolt.

The Extraordinary who were still gathered in the third carriage stopped fighting, and were scared and ran back to their positions.

Ince Zangwill also heaved a sigh of relief. As for who the person who made the heavy drink was, he wasn't interested in finding out, as long as he wasn't offended.

Now, he only hopes that the steam train will arrive in East Tucker quickly, so that he can change to a steam train to South Wales.

This steam train is too unsafe.

In the second carriage, in the luxuriously decorated carriage, a serious middle-aged man with a mustache took a sip of red wine and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are there so many rats hiding on this steam train?"

"They should all be heading to the southern continent, and they happened to be on the same road as us heading to South Wales."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "If the Grand Duke hadn't ordered it personally, I really don't want to leave the beautiful Backlund."

After a short pause, he asked again: "How is that Earl Campbell doing today?"

"Stay in the car all day, it's very quiet."

"Keep an eye on him, and report to me as soon as you find anything."

"Boss, why are we staring at him like this?"

"This is the order of the Grand Duke, do you dare to question the decision of the Grand Duke?"

"My subordinates dare not."

……

Because of the heavy shout just now, all the carriages became much quieter.

In the penultimate carriage of the steam train, Hastur also heard that deep shout, which should be a Beyonder of the Judge path.

It is estimated that it is someone sent by the Loen royal family, so it must be the person who is in charge of monitoring him during this journey, right?

Although he didn't leave the car, he could still know something about what happened outside.

The guards sent by the king were so dishonest that they came close to blatantly reporting what he had been doing all day.

He had to find a way to let this group of guards have a decent and reasonable death.

Not right now, we have to wait until South Wales.

Seeing that Azshara, who had slept for most of the day, had woken up, Hastur stretched out his hand, and Isaac jumped onto the table, and then jumped into his arms.

Hastur fed it a small whitebait from a nearby food storage locker.

In the mirror, Sharon's figure loomed, and she seemed to like the little guy Azshara very much.

"Meow."

Azshara waved her little paw towards the mirror as a greeting.

It had seen Sharon and was fed by Sharon. Although it was curious about how such a big person could hide in such a small mirror, it didn't panic.

"This little guy is called Azshara. It's no ordinary little black cat, but an assassin who walks in the dark."

"Meow!"

With a small whitebait in her mouth, Azshara raised her head slightly.

Hastur put it in front of the mirror and motioned Sharon to touch it.

After a while, a pair of hands stretched out from the mirror, landed on Azshara's head, gently stroking its little head.

"Meow."

Azshara closed her eyes comfortably, and lay down in front of the mirror, letting Sharon touch her.

This scene is a bit fantasy, but very interesting.

Late at night, around three o'clock.

Hastur, who hadn't slept at all, woke up, and Azshara also jumped onto a high platform behind the door, staring sharply at the door.

Silently, a figure walked through the locked door.

"Meow!"

Azshara let out a warning meow, Hastur motioned for it to be quiet first, and looked at the late-night visitor.

The man is about 27 or [-] years old. He is dressed in a formal white shirt and a black top hat. His gaze is as deep as a deep pool. There is a scar on his fairly ordinary facial features, stretching from the corner of his right eyebrow to the side of his nose.

Can easily come here through the portal, this is a Beyonder of the portal path, his strength should be between Sequence 7 and Sequence 6.

A member of the Abraham family?

Or a believer in the Aurora Society?

Hastur did not take the lead in saying hello, but wanted to see what the other party was coming for.

"It's rude to visit late at night."

The man took off his top hat gracefully and bowed to salute. Just based on this, Hastur ruled out the choice of the other party as a follower of the Aurora Order.

People from the Aurora Society tend to criticize madly, but few are polite.

"sit down."

Hastur raised his hand to signal the other party to take a seat, and poured him a cup of marquis black tea.

The man sat down, took a sip of the still hot black tea, and said with a little surprise, "You know there will be visitors at night?"

"When I can't sleep in the middle of the night, I like to drink a cup of black tea to relieve boredom. You haven't explained your purpose yet."

The man smiled and said, "I am an astrologer who came from afar. When I performed astrology and divination some time ago, fate gave me certain hints."

Hasta slightly raised his eyebrows and said: "Astrology is not omnipotent, and your so-called destiny may also be wrong."

"I've always believed in my astrology, and even if it's wrong, it's my destiny."

For this sentence, Hastur did not refute, he was just curious. Given the current situation of the Abraham family, it is really not easy to train an astrologer.

"I follow fate, and you are the guide given to me by fate."

"What you say is fate. You are not like an astrologer, but more like an apostle who believes in fate."

The man stood up and said respectfully, "Allow me to introduce you again, Morey Abraham, following God's guidance to come before you."

(End of this chapter)