Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 276 Twins, Light and Darkness

Celestial sect?

Hastur really knows something about this organization. He remembers that it is a sect that believes in the Mother Tree of Desire, and its best thing is to let people have children.

A sect of true desire and reproduction.

Hastur was puzzled: "I was targeted by them?"

"No, the method of arranging these blood-red balls is very similar to them."

"It's really a bit like, it's all about awakening the desire to reproduce in the human body, and then giving birth to a child in extreme joy."

Sharon looked at Hastur for a while, but said nothing.

"Ahem, my understanding of them only exists in books, but I haven't experienced them myself." Hasta quickly made up a sentence.

Sharon said indifferently: "Which book did you read it?"

Hastur smiled reluctantly, "These are not important, the important thing is that the people of this sect are not good people."

He couldn't say that he saw it from Mister Fool, could he?
"How do you plan to deal with this matter?" Sharon looked at the quilt that wriggled from time to time on the ground.

"Will something happen if you leave it alone?"

"I don't know."

"If it's the purification ability of a Sun Path Extraordinary, it should be useful, right?"

"maybe."

Sharon is also inexperienced in these things, and she has never experienced it. She just knows that there is such an organization as the Celestial Sect.

Hastur and Sharon looked at each other for a while, then looked away.

Sharon said, "Do you need me to help you check?"

Hastur shook his head and said, "No, it's better to wait until we leave here, and then settle accounts with them slowly."

This place is not suitable for hands-on actions. After all, nobles must be decent, and things that are too obvious cannot be passed back to Backlund.

The next day, just after dawn, the pair of sisters lying on the ground finally recovered from the beautiful and charming sleep last night.

They looked at each other and saw the blush on their respective faces. What happened last night was imprinted in their hearts for some reason. Every time they recalled it, their hearts beat extremely fast, and their bodies softened inexplicably.

Could it be that the young adult likes men?
Otherwise, the two of them had become like that last night, as long as they were a man, they wouldn't be indifferent, right?
It's really complicated among nobles. Such a good-looking young nobleman has also contracted that kind of bad sex hobby.

"Meow!"

Azshara walked towards them with small steps, her blue eyes fixed on them, and they were so frightened that they quickly hid in the quilt.

"Azshara, come here."

Hastur beckoned, and Azshara jumped into his arms, letting him stroke her head.

When Hastur got up and left the room with Azshara in his arms, the two breathed a sigh of relief, peeked outside, and saw that the door was closed and no outsiders were in the room, so they began to whisper.

The younger girl hugged the quilt tightly, put her chin on it, and said with red eyes: "Sister, what should we do, this noble lord is not interested in us at all, once the Grand Duke knows that we cannot complete the task, he will definitely torture us to death."

The other girl patted her cold palm, and comforted softly: "It's okay, we still have a chance, and we will succeed in conceiving this nobleman's child."

"Sister, this nobleman looks really young and handsome. Before I came, I was worried that he would be a middle-aged nobleman with a big belly."

"No matter how handsome aristocrats are, they are also nobles. They are not good things. There should be no creatures like nobles in this world!"

"Hush, sister, we'd better be careful lest we be heard."

On the table, a simple and simple mirror shimmered.

In the villa, Hastur, who pretended to be walking but actually observed, met servants along the way, especially maids, and they always showed fearful expressions unconsciously on their faces, as if this was a magic cave, a cage.

At noon, the Grand Duke of South Wells hadn’t shown up yet. Hastur wanted to leave, but was stopped by the housekeeper, saying that the Grand Duke of South Wells had ordered him to entertain him well. If he left early, he would be responsible for the matter. All those involved in the incident will be severely punished.

Hastur thought for a while and proposed the idea of ​​going out for a stroll, and soon the steward arranged a carriage for him, followed by two soldiers on horses.

In the evening, the Grand Duke of Nanwei appeared again, and he personally served Hastur as an accompanying banquet, and his words were full of envy for him.

It is said that when he was young, he was also so young and handsome, attracting attention, from noble ladies to ordinary girls, everyone was attracted by his handsome face.

With a warm smile on his face, Hastur quietly listened to the Grand Duke of Southwell bragging about his past affairs, without mentioning any serious matters.

It stands to reason that he was sent by the king to help the Grand Duke of South Wales garrison the coastline, and the Grand Duke of South Wales should hand over some of the rights to the coastal port towns to him.

No matter how bad it is, I should tell him about the current coastal defense problem in South Wales.

But the Grand Duke of South Wales obviously didn't want to mention this aspect, and Hasta was not in a hurry. It is not so easy to divide the cake from other people's plates.

It was not until three days later that Hastur resigned again that the Grand Duke of Nanwei was sent to send him away with a look of reluctance.

The person who sent him away was the member of the royal family sent by the former Grand Duke of South Wales, Derby Augustus.

This Derby Augustus is the nephew of the former Grand Duke of South Wales in terms of seniority, and is of the same generation as the current Grand Duke of South Wales.

"Don't think that you can exercise your title of earl when you arrive in South Wales, and do your best. I will always keep an eye on you, hehe, don't let me catch you doing bad things."

Regarding such blatant threatening words, Hastur could only seriously remind the other party that the roads in South Wales are muddy, and it is easy to slip and fall while riding a horse.

Then, along the way, Debbie Augustus, whose lucky value fell below a negative number, fell off his horse three times and was almost trampled on his head by a horse's hoof twice. horse urine.

……

"Have you succeeded?"

Inside the villa, the Grand Duke of Nanwei was lying on the bed, and the pair of sisters who had been with Hastur for three nights were kneeling on the ground.

The two girls lowered their heads to the floor and said in a trembling voice, "I, we, don't know..."

"I don't know? It's so fresh, is there anyone who doesn't know about this kind of thing?" The Grand Duke of Nanwei laughed angrily.

"We really don't know. Every time we entered the room, we fell asleep very quickly. When we woke up in the morning, our clothes were stripped off, and there were some scratches from unknown origins on our bodies, but did anything happen? We don't know either."

The two girls said that tears flowed down. They really only remembered the first night. On the second and third nights, they felt sleepy as soon as they entered the room, and when they woke up, it was already dawn, and their bodies were red Scratch marks.

The Grand Duke of Nanwei sent someone to take off their clothes, and sure enough, they found more than a dozen scratches on their backs, ranging from heavy to shallow.

"Could it be that the young earl likes this way of playing?"

"Hehe, you really know how to play. No wonder you have such a skin, but there are not many romantic affairs in Backlund."

The Grand Duke of Southwell thought for a while, then waved his hand and asked someone to take the girl who was kneeling on the ground out, and told him to take good care of it so that the freshly bloomed flowers would not die prematurely.

……

As soon as Hastur and his party got off the steam train in Spelling City, Debi Augustus immediately changed his previous decision to follow Hastur to the castle, and instead sent two attendants to follow Hastur, He stayed in the urban area and asked Mayor Ron to entertain him.

In this regard, Hasta is very sorry, but thanks to this Derby Augustus along the way, he can have fun watching.

Returning to the castle in a carriage, Hasta just introduced Caius a little, and Caius understood that he would lead the two attendants away.

Using the means of the monks in yellow to deal with two ordinary attendants is really simple. They will be brainwashed and their memories will be rebuilt in a short time.

After solving the matter of the two attendants, Caius came to report the progress of the road construction during this period, and it will take about half a month to complete the construction, because there are too many plantations in the Hastur territory.

After finishing this matter, Caius whispered: "Mrs. Lisa wants to see you, do you want to see her?"

"Do you think you want to meet?" Hastur threw the question to Caius again.

Caius bit the bullet and said: "Mrs. Lisa is a very friendly person. Without her, our organization would have gone astray."

"See you then."

Hastur agreed to this matter, and his evaluation of Caius was slightly higher in his heart.

With the wisdom of Caius, it is impossible not to know that Mrs. Lisa's arrival will pose a threat to his current status, and even directly replace him as the new housekeeper.

But he is still willing to say something good for Mrs. Lisa. Apart from Mrs. Lisa being a good person, his own personality is also very important.

"I have seen His Majesty the Pope!"

In the study room, when we first met, Mrs. Lisa's first sentence almost gave Hasta a bad idea.

He knew that Mrs. Lisa came here to be soft, but he didn't expect to slip and kneel so thoroughly.

Caius on the side opened his mouth wide, also shocked by this sentence.

The Pope is the highest leader of their monks in yellow. All along, Mrs. Lisa and Cardiff have been guiding the crowd as envoys, and have not assumed the title of Pope.

Hastur had an elusive smile on his face: "I never said I wanted to be your Pope."

Mrs. Lisa bowed and said: "Only you are qualified to be our pope and lead us forward."

"What qualifications?"

Hasta really couldn't figure out what she meant. The person who killed Cardiff that night was a completely different person from herself. It was impossible for her to find out that it was her divinely descended vessel.

Madam Lisa's expression became more respectful, and she murmured in an erratic and hoarse voice: "The sun of Gemini sank into the lake, and a long shadow fell... Gemini, there is light and there is darkness."

(End of this chapter)