Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 305: Weaving Dreams
late at night.

When the stars were shining brightly, Hastur, who was descending on the container of stars and experiencing the feeling of an angel on the ground, received a call from Bernadette.

This forced him to temporarily return to the Hall of Stars and give up roaming tonight.

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur saw Bernadette who was staying alone in the room through a starry sky world.

He didn't speak, but just watched Bernadette quietly.

"Stars, I need a guide, can you point me in the right direction?"

Hearing Bernadette's words, Hasta understood that she wanted to ask about Roselle again.

And now he will absolutely not let Bernadette find Roselle, the fallen goddess has been waiting for him.

"Only at the right time can we get the right guidance." Hasta directly poured cold water on Bernadette.

Bernadette looked stunned, hesitated for a while, and said: "Is there anything that the stars can't do?"

Tsk, this sentence is really lethal.

Hastur sighed secretly, but said calmly: "Your urgency will only hasten his death."

"Is it really?"

Bernadette's eyes lost their focus, they were no longer as bright as they were at first.

For her now, finding the truth and saving her father is the meaning of her going on.

Hastur snorted softly, "A Sequence 2, your heart is too big."

"..."

Bernadette was silent. She knew that her father's plight involved the gods, but she just couldn't wait quietly.

She is already a Sequence 2, and it is extremely difficult to go further, maybe she will never have this opportunity in her entire life.

Before Bernadette could say anything, Hastur cut off the connection.

It seems that he needs to find something for Bernadette to do. Her performance tonight is obviously because she has been free recently.

After thinking for a while, Hasta felt that he still had to put his hopes on the Mother Tree of Desire and the Superstar Master.

When they make a big fuss in Intis, they can send Bernadette to do some serious work, so that she won't be idle all day long.

Thinking of this, Hasta looked at the largest spot of light beside the star of the Mother Tree of Desire, and the evil Siea was directing some people to build a suspected altar, probably wanting to inherit the divine power of the Mother Tree of Desire.

As for the broken egg of Superstar Ruler, it is constantly repairing the cracks at this moment, trying to make up for it.

With the state of this ball, if he encounters Godfall again in a short period of time, it is estimated that he will really be beaten until the egg whites are separated.

After observing around, Hastur left the Hall of Stars.

……

The next day, afternoon.

Alfred Hall visited on time and brought many special gifts from the southern continent.

Hastur welcomed such kindness very much. Even Azshara leaned on the pile of gifts and smelled it, as if he could smell the smell of the sea from across the ocean.

"You are younger and more promising than I imagined. When I was your age, I kept getting into trouble with my elder brother and made the children angry."

Alfred Hall did not hide his appreciation for Hastur in his eyes, as if he saw the shadow of his youth through Hastur.

Hastur also praised politely: "You are also more gentlemanly than Miss Audrey's letter."

"Gentleman demeanor... Audrey still sees me as I was before I left Backlund." Alfred Hall raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then sighed: "The Southern Continent doesn't pay much attention to our Loen gentlemen His demeanor is brutal and vulgar, and he doesn’t like to drink afternoon tea, but at night, he likes to open his heart and dance around the campfire, like a primitive man who has stepped into the civilized world.”

Alfred, you are prejudiced.

Miss Sharron is also from the Southern Continent, and her elegance is not inferior to Miss Audrey at all. This proves that the high-level ruling class in the Southern Continent still maintains a certain degree of elegance and decency.

Hastur did not refute, but just quietly listened to Alfred's various descriptions of the southern continent, and occasionally asked questions about the places he was interested in.

Most of the time it was Alfred who talked again, he was very talkative, and Hasta seriously doubted that Alfred's career in the Southern Continent was a successful businessman.

After chatting for about half an hour, Alfred got up to bid farewell and left. Before leaving, he invited Hastur to attend his dinner party three days later.

He didn't mention at all that he wanted to stay in South Wales and build a career.

Talking about his personal affairs without visiting the house for the first time, this may be the unique reservedness of the Loen Kingdom.

"Meow."

Azshara jumped onto the right thigh of Hastur who was still standing up, raised her little paw and waved it twice, then fixed her eyes on the gift Alfred sent today.

"He actually sent the small dried fish from the Southern Continent, he really has a heart."

Hastur guessed Azshara's little greedy cat's thoughts at once, reached out to hold it, walked to the table full of gifts, and asked the maid to take the box of dried fish that Azshara liked. come out.

Perhaps because the maid unpacked it too slowly, Azshara jumped directly onto the table, raised her little paws and tore it, and soon took a small delicious dried fish in her arms and ate it.

Hastur shook his head and said with a smile: "Azshara, you must learn to restrain yourself from eating, and be graceful."

Azshara held the small dried fish in her paws, licked and ate it slowly for a while, then glanced at Hastur in disgust, and then resumed the eating behavior at the beginning.

……

"We haven't made any progress recently. We can't even get into Hasta Campbell's castle. If this continues, we won't be able to explain to the church."

In a room on the second floor of a hotel, four members of the Red Gloves team are discussing the next investigation.

Not a short period of time has passed since Ms. Eliya took Leonard to the sea, but their investigation work has not progressed at all.

According to their original plan, they went directly to visit the castle, but every time they failed to enter the castle and see Hastur.

"It's something that can't be helped, and we've done our best."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere fell silent again.

Yes, they thought they had worked very hard. They worked outside all day and came back to rest when they were exhausted. But when they were about to write to the church today to report the latest progress, they were surprised to find that they were busy. Come and go, it seems that there is no progress at all.

"Let's think about how to reply to the church." Someone broke the silence.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, and the member closest to the door signaled the others to be quiet, and he stepped forward to open the door.

The person who came was an old man, wearing a three-piece suit of shirt, vest, and formal suit, a pair of round-frame glasses, and a silk top hat. His slightly exposed hair was already completely white, but he looked hale and hearty. Nor lose to young people.

"Old sir, what is the reason for your sudden knock on the door?"

The old man nodded and said, "I'm here to help you get out of the predicament in front of you."

"Dilemma? Are you joking, old man?"

"I'm serious about talking to you about these things."

"But we don't know each other. It's hard for us to believe what you said. It's getting late. You'd better go back and rest early."

Faced with doubts, the old man did not get angry, and his tone remained calm, "Have you often encountered coincidences and accidental things recently? Have you been doing repeated investigations that seem busy but are actually useless?"

"How do you know this!"

"I'm here to help you solve this dilemma. Listen to me, you want to get rid of it... here it is, so fast."

The old man slightly raised his head to look at the sky, and soon, his body exploded like a string of bubbles, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The members of the Red Gloves team inside the room were shocked and were about to do something when the world in front of them suddenly cracked and shattered.

……

"Hoohoo... this turned out to be a dream!"

The people who were sleeping soundly in the room suddenly woke up, glanced at the dark room, and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

The heart is still beating extremely fast, as if it has not recovered from the dream just now.

"Was it really just a dream?"

The four members of the Red Gloves team had this thought in their hearts at the same time.

They didn't care about continuing to sleep, and hurriedly got up to contact other people.

After everyone gathered together, they were shocked to find that the four of them had the same dream just now.

All the details in the dream, even the old man's clothes and speech were exactly the same.

If this is regarded as an ordinary dream, then they are not worthy of being members of the Red Gloves team.

After realizing it, they felt deep fear.

If the old man who pulled them into the dream at the same time tonight is really here to rescue them, then it means that they are falling into a huge predicament.

Even the old man didn't know whether he was scared away or killed in the end.

"We must save ourselves!"

This is the first consensus they have reached.

"Suspend all investigations. During this period of time, we must stay together no matter whether we eat, sleep or rest at night. No one can act without authorization."

"Find a way to get in touch with the church and let them know about the predicament we're in."

"Finally, don't act rashly!"

After reaching a certain consensus, they began to write letters, preparing to send the news back to Backlund through the messenger of the spirit world.

But when they finished writing the letter and blew the copper whistle to summon the messengers from the spirit world, they couldn't wait for any messenger from the spirit world to arrive.

Fear and helplessness began to spread, just like the dark and lightless world outside the window.

Tonight, the light of the crimson moon did not shine on them.

They began to anxiously discuss various ways to get out of the predicament. Some said to leave Puning Harbor first, and some said to create chaos and then take the opportunity to leave.

In the end, they found that they had to do nothing to obtain temporary safety.

The night will eventually dissipate, until the light of the sun outside the window shines, they are a little relieved after a sleepless night.

(End of this chapter)