Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 320 Red Priest, The Earth Will Raise Swords

"You actually left?"

Hastur, who had just had dinner, was surprised to hear the report.

The three of them had only had a drink last night, and from the tone of their conversation, there was no intention of leaving.

Perhaps there is a new assignment from the church.

Hastur didn't think too much, and the departure of Klein and Greystadt made him a lot cleaner.

In the recent period, he let the friar in yellow look for the extraordinary material of the Sequence 5 chaos mentor, and the results have already been obtained.

Now you only need to wait for the corrupt baron potion to be completely digested before you can be promoted.

According to his own estimation, it should take another two or three months, about the middle of the year.

The further you get to the back, the more difficult it is to be promoted, and the more prone to problems.

He got up and went to the study room on the second floor. He was about to open the pen case, took out 008, and took a look at the latest movements of Klein and Greystai.

"Meow."

Azshara jumped onto his lap, raised her small eyes, and looked at him aggrievedly, as if she was complaining about something.

After listening for a while, Hastur understood what was going on, and said with a smile: "Sharon bullies you, then you can bully her back while she is playing a puppet, and run away after the main tease."

"Meow?"

"Oh, what you said about the little fish, why don't you reduce it from two to one per day?"

"Meow!"

Azshara quickly jumped off Hastur's lap and left without looking back.

After the episode, Hastur opened the pen case, brought a piece of white paper, and placed it on the table.

"I want to know Klein's recent situation."

008 skillfully wrote a line on the paper: "A new mission from Backlund, transfer them away from Puning Port, they are planning to take a ferry to Bancy Port tomorrow."

"People who are loved by fate are destined to walk on a rugged mountain road. The stable and warm life will eventually be crushed by ruthless waves and swept away."

"A corner of fate is heralding the beginning of an extraordinary life. Klein, a man full of mysteries, is about to undergo a huge change in his life."

Today's 008 is talking like a god, and it feels a bit like a stick.

Bansy Harbor?
To go to that place.

Hastur leaned back slightly, half-closed his eyes and thought about it.

With the opening of the Southern Continental War, the Red Priest, who symbolizes the war, will be released from trouble, and anomalies will also occur in Bansi Port.

These are all predictable things, but why did Klein go to deal with them?

Is this an oracle from the Goddess of the Night?

Even He can't stand it? Klein has been living a peaceful and stable life?

So I deliberately gave him a little stimulation so that he could quickly embark on a path of growth.

Or maybe it was because of the frequent actions of the Outer Gods in the past recently, which made the Goddess of the Night feel that something was wrong, so she wanted to speed up the emergence of the new Lord of Mysteries.

Hastur felt that this should be the most likely guess.

"Do you know about Bansy Port?" Hasta thought about it and deliberately tested 008.

"There will be the starting point of the war, and the characters who should have been buried by history will return as evil spirits."

"He is the ultimate red, the red of war. When he returns, the earth will inevitably rise up with trembling swordsmen!"

Hearing this, Hastur asked with a smile, "Then do you know the honorable name of this red priest?"

"Medic."

Perhaps in order not to be noticed, 008 deliberately wrote these three words into three paragraphs.

"No, this is just His original name, and now He has a new name." Hastur shook his head and rejected this answer.

008 froze for a while, then happily scribbled on the paper, and finally drew a circle with three entangled heads inside the circle.

Hasta glanced at it, and praised: "Not bad, I didn't expect you to have a good level of painting in addition to good handwriting."

008 was even more excited, urging Hastur to bring a new blank paper, obviously intending to draw a more shocking painting.

Hastay accepted it and let it paint on paper excitedly.

He was thinking about Medici in his heart, no, it should be about Sauron Einhorn Medici.

If South Wales became a battlefield in the future, the red priest would most likely come here after he got out of trouble.

In order to prevent him from coming to cause trouble, it is still necessary to prepare in advance.

Hastur thought for a moment, and the painting drawn by 008 has also been completed, which turned out to be a picture of the afterglow of the sunset in Puning Harbor.

Although it is only outlined with black lines, every stroke can be seen from the profound skills of the artist.

Even if this work is put up for auction, some people will be willing to spend money to collect it.

"I'll have someone color it later and put it in a picture frame."

Hearing this, 008 hastily blacked out the painting, and then began to write slowly on a new piece of paper.

Obviously, this time 008 is going to make a real effort.

Hastur just smiled and admired 008's painting. In comparison, 008's painting level is far superior to his.

After 10 minutes, 008 completed the new painting.

It is the same picture of the afterglow of the sunset in Puning Harbor, but the sense of space is grasped more precisely. As for the overall light and dark tones, this requires later color adjustment.

008 asked to find a good artist to color his painting. Naturally, Hastur would not refuse such a small request.

"After you're done, hang this painting in the study."

"Master, you are so kind, woo woo woo..."

Hastur had gradually become immune to 008's sugar-coated shells, put 008 back into the pen case, and left the study.

The third room on the right in the corridor is Sharon's room, next door to Hastur's bedroom.

When I came outside the door, I saw Azshara being held in Sharon's arms, kneading her.

Apparently, Azshara did something out of the ordinary just now, and was being caught and cleaned up by Sharon.

Seeing Hastur coming, Azshara immediately cast a look for help.

Hastur gave Azshara a reassuring smile, then closed the door and went back to his room to rest.

……

Backlund, St. Samuel's Church.

Leonard finished his day's work and returned to his room to rest, suddenly feeling a little restless.

Lying on the bed quickly, he called the old man to come out to explain his doubts.

"Old man, I suddenly feel something is wrong, will something serious happen?"

"Can you change anything?"

"..." Leonard choked on this sentence.

"If you don't have any ability to change things, just be an ordinary person in silence."

"Old man, from your tone, is something really going to happen?"

"The earth will raise its swords."

"When?"

"It won't be more than a year at the latest."

Leonard was silent, he suddenly felt that what the old man said was right.

He knows what can happen to these things, and nothing can be changed.

When Leonard sighed and was about to rest, there was a sudden knock on the door.

He quickly got up and opened the door.

Outside the door was a church cleric who said that Archbishop Anthony had something to ask him.

The bad premonition in Leonard's heart became stronger, and he hurried to the church.

Under the bright candlelight, every inch of the carving details of the church was reflected. Archbishop Anthony stood in the center of the empty church with a small note in his hand.

When Leonard arrived, Archbishop Anthony handed him the note in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Leonard spread out the note.

"The situation in Bansi Port has changed! Klein's whereabouts are unknown!"

The handwriting on it is slightly messy, obviously written in a critical situation.

Taking another deep breath, Leonard gripped the note tightly and said calmly, "The bishop called me over tonight, does he want me to go to Bansi Port to help?"

"Someone has already dealt with this matter." Archbishop Anthony looked at Leonard, who looked a little strange, and paused for a few seconds before saying, "You and Klein have a good friendship. You go and explain."

"It's just that his whereabouts are unknown, and it's not that serious. I believe in Klein's good luck. He will definitely be able to come back alive, and the goddess will definitely point out the direction for him to return."

"Praise the goddess."

Archbishop Anthony didn't say anything more, and Leonard returned to his room with heavy steps.

Lying on the bed weakly, he took out the note and looked at it for a few more times, then heaved a long sigh.

No wonder he suddenly felt restless today. Something happened to Klein.

According to the tradition of the Nighthawks, if you write that your whereabouts are unknown, you can default to death.

But he didn't believe that Klein would die so easily. In Tingen, under the control of Ince Zangwill's script, Klein could survive safely.

Can a Bancy Harbor be more terrifying than Ince Zangwill plus 008?

And this time, the people in charge of handling the Bansi Port incident also included Greystai and members of the Church of the Storm.

With Klein's cautious temperament, he would not let himself fall into danger by mistake. This situation must have occurred because of other accidents.

"Old man, I want to go to Bansi Harbor."

"It's best to stay away at this stage."

Leonard's expression moved slightly, "Is there really a great danger there?"

"Oh, what do you think you can change?"

Leonard was completely silent. The old man kept saying these words on weekdays, but he didn't take them seriously.

Only now did he truly understand the weight of this sentence.

(End of this chapter)