Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 345 When Gregory Carrie Goes to the Southern Continent

Hall of Stars.

Hastur was still a little worried about Grace Carrie's state, so she came to the Hall of Stars and watched Grace Carrie's every move from a distance through the contractual relationship between the two parties.

The Southern Continent was originally the territory of the Emperor of the Underworld, Salinger. As the ancestor of the phoenix, Grace Carrie is also the path of death. Maybe some shocking changes will happen.

……

Southern Continent, Highland Kingdom.

This country was originally a branch of Balam. After the death of the god of death, Salinger, the emperor of the underworld, the Balam Empire split into East Balam and West Balam.

Among them, East Balam gradually became a colony of the Loen Kingdom, while West Balam was ruled by warlords and colonized by all parties.

The appearance of Reinette Tinekerr helped her father establish the Highland Kingdom, which is a small country, but stronger than ordinary warlords.

When the god Sierra was born, internal changes occurred in the Rose School of Thought, and Reinette Tinekerr was suspected to have fallen, the royal family of the Highland Kingdom also encountered a wave of liquidation.

Fortunately, there are still bloodlines passed down, and the kingdom is still alive, but it is not as good as before.

Following the war against the seven major churches in the Southern Continent this time, and the departure of the Rose School of Indulgence, the Highland Kingdom gradually began to recover.

In the royal palace of the Highland Kingdom, outside the fence on the second floor, Sharon was immersed in the memories of the past.

When she returned to the Southern Continent this time, she wanted to help her teacher take care of the Highland Kingdom, and secondly, she wanted to gather people who were exiled from their Temperance Sect.

"Miss Sharon, are you here alone to watch the moon?"

An untimely voice disrupted Sharon's thoughts of recalling, she just glanced at the person who came, and nodded calmly.

The person who came was the third prince of the Highland Kingdom. She returned to the southern continent to contact the royal family of the Highland Kingdom, and it was the third prince who was in charge of contacting her.

She didn't want to attend tonight's banquet, but she needed to make a show to let other exiled members know that she had returned to the southern continent.

"Miss Sharon, you probably haven't been back for several years. Do you think the moon in your hometown is rounder?"

"Is there something wrong?" Sharon interrupted his greetings and approached him.

The expression on the third prince's face froze for a moment, and then he put on a warm smile and said: "As a host, we cannot neglect tonight's distinguished guests."

"I don't need company."

"I want to discuss tomorrow's itinerary with you. The current situation is chaotic. The kingdom needs some allies to get through this hurdle more safely. The royal family of the Eastern Balam Empire sent someone to invite us to discuss. I hope you can go with us for a while. Come on, I believe there are still many members of your lineage in the Eastern Balam Empire."

Sharon just listened quietly, nodded and said hello, then turned her back to the third prince and looked at the starry sky above her head.

"Miss Sharon..." The third prince was about to say something more, when suddenly he felt the surrounding temperature became colder, and a crack in the spiritual world quietly appeared, followed by a small firebird the size of two fists, with a still in its mouth. Holding a letter.

The third prince's pupils shrank. He was no stranger to such creatures as spirit world messengers, but generally spirit world messengers were spirits and required spiritual vision to see them.

But this little flamingo can be seen directly with the naked eye, which is really miraculous.

Sharon, who had always looked indifferent, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and the look in her eyes became much gentler. She reached out to take the letter and whispered, "I'm sorry you sent the letter so late."

"Chirp."

Gregory flapped her wings, but instead of returning directly to the spirit world, she flew to stand on Sharon's right shoulder.

"You want to wait for my reply?"

"Chirp."

"no?"

A little doubt flashed in Sharon's eyes, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She just glanced at the third prince and signaled him to leave.

After the third prince left, Sharon opened the letter and read the contents carefully.

Seeing Hastur's complaints and worries between the lines, she couldn't help but smile.

Hastur also mentioned to Azshara whether she would become a beautiful girl when she was a Sequence 7 witch.

In her cognition, Azshara will become a woman, but whether she will become a beautiful girl or not, she has never seen an example.

So she has no answer for Hastur's worry that Azshara will become ugly and old.

But one thing is certain, in the extraordinary world, the appearance of the skin is not so important.

When Sharon had just thought of this, she caught a glimpse of the rest of the letter.

"Don't say that appearance is not important. I am a firm person who controls appearance. If Azshara becomes too ugly, I will definitely give it a full face. I don't want to have your very good looks. I have to have it no matter what. About seven or eight points."

"This seems a bit difficult, so I'll lower my standards a little bit. With [-]% to [-]% of your looks, I can barely accept it. I really can't go any lower."

"No matter how low it is, it's better to maintain the cat's form. At least it looks much cuter. You can still pet the cat. If you really want to become a human, you don't dare to hold it in your arms..." Sharon looked at Very slowly, she understood Hastur's worries very well, and she also had the same worries in her heart. Azshara was also watched by her growing up.

At the end of the letter is a short poem.

Her knowledge in this area is a bit lacking, and it feels like she should be excerpting sentences from Russell's love poems.

After reading the letter, Sharon put the letter away and looked at the little firebird on her shoulder, "I haven't replied yet, you can go back first."

"Chirp."

Gregory shook her head, her eyes seemed a little deep.

"Do you want to stay here to entertain me?"

"Chirp."

Gregory still shook her head, lowered her head slightly and combed the feathers on her chest with her beak.

Sharon was a little curious. After thinking about it for a while, a somewhat absurd thought arose in her heart. Could it be that Hastur sent it on purpose to protect herself?
Until the end of the banquet, Gray Carrie did not leave. Instead, she stayed on Sharon's shoulder with a distant look in her eyes, sometimes looking like she was thinking and reminiscing.

There was no way, Sharon could only take it back to her room, and at the same time wrote a reply letter to Hasta, and sent the letter back to Puning Port with her own courier.

On the Hall of Stars, Hastur also saw Gregory's abnormal behavior.

But he did not say anything to stop it, but allowed Gray Carrie to stay with Sharon.

With him, even if the entire southern continent is in chaos, he can still protect Sharon's safety.

And Hasta also wanted to take this opportunity to see clearly whether the Grace Carrie who signed the contract with him was the ancestor of the phoenix, or the emperor of the underworld, Salinger, or both.

"The third prince who silently watched Sharon from behind doesn't look like a good thing."

Hastur's thoughts turned to the third prince of the Highland Kingdom.

With the help of Gregory's perspective just now, he clearly saw the third prince standing in the distance, staring at Sharon.

When Sharon in Gregorie's perspective was resting, Hastur looked back and scanned the stars to confirm that there was nothing unusual about them before going offline.

Hastur, who returned from the Hall of Stars, did not feel sleepy. He came to the study and took out 008 from the pencil case.

"Master, dear master, you have finally remembered your most loyal pen. It has been waiting for your call and is ready to solve all your worries and worries at any time."

008 wrote a large paragraph of flattering content on the blank paper very smoothly.

Hastur tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Across this sea, can you curse people far away in the southern continent?"

"In conjunction with the Book of Prophecy, it should have a simple influence." Xu Shi felt that this was not enough to reflect his usefulness, and 008 added: "If the master can bless the relevant destiny, no matter how small the probability, there is a high probability. opportunities come true.”

"Then try it."

Hastur fetched the book of prophecy that was rarely used, held 008 who was already eager to try, and began to smear on the smooth skin of the book of prophecy.

The person he wanted to curse this time was the third prince.

Without him, it is just that he is not very pleasing to the eye.

Hastur didn't want to kill him, but just wanted him to lie in bed for a month or two.

This time is enough for Sharon to resolve matters in the Southern Continent.

……

The next day, the Highland Kingdom's convoy assembled from the gate of the palace, preparing to head towards the Eastern Balam Empire.

After waiting for a while, I saw someone running to report in a panic, saying that the third prince accidentally fell off the bed last night when he was resting, and his spine was injured. Eastern Balam Empire talks.

After discussing urgently for a while, let the fifth prince take the lead.

The current king of the Highland Kingdom has nothing but more sons.

Inside a carriage, Sharon was gently teasing the little firebird who had been following her.

Except for the occasional intriguing glances, this little flamingo is still very cute, and its feathers are extraordinarily smooth. Touching it in your hand is like stroking the most expensive silk.

On the bustling streets of the capital in the Eastern Balam Empire, a middle-aged man was carefully flipping through the books on the bookstall.

Bronze skin, medium build, black hair and brown pupils, soft facial features, no beard, always has an indescribable sense of vicissitudes in the eyes, and a small black mole hidden under the right ear that can't be found without looking carefully.

pat.

The middle-aged man's hand holding the book shook and the book fell to the ground. His body trembled slightly and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He covered his suddenly violently beating heart with one hand and stared into the distance.

(End of this chapter)