Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 53 Aster Manor, Abnormal Temperature

The three chatted for more than an hour before Audrey really understood why Greint admired Baron Campbell so much.

His knowledge of mysticism is so profound that even Ms. Forsi, who has become a Extraordinary, can only be a student obediently in front of him.

And she felt that Baron Campbell still had a lot of knowledge that he hadn't shared, and his knowledge was as unfathomable as the sea.

"Do you think I should pursue a higher sequence of promotion?"

Forsi was ignited for a long time by Hastur's words.

"Lying flat is also a very reasonable way of life, if you don't care that you can't do anything when you are facing danger."

"Since it's so dangerous, won't lying flat and not going out reduce the danger?"

"of course."

Hearing this, the flame that ignited in Forsi's heart went out again. She felt that she should just lie flat and try her best not to even go out the door. Safety is the first priority.

"Which extraordinary path am I suitable for?"

It was a bit late, and Audrey asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"It's good to be a spectator. This is more in line with your original intention of pursuing an extraordinary world."

"Thank you." Audrey sincerely thanked Baron Campbell for his guidance.

Hastur smiled and said nothing. He knew the audience's potion formula, but he didn't want to tell Audrey at this time, so as not to affect her future direction.

Or let her go on the established track, that is the most suitable path for her.

Not long after, Grelint, who had been resting for a while, came again and chatted for another half an hour before Audrey was about to leave.

She can't come out too late, her personal maid has come to remind her twice.

Hastur and Fors also made an excuse to end the party tonight, which made Grelint very unsatisfied.

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Aster Manor.

Maric came to the vicinity of this large manor two days ago.

He didn't go directly into the manor, but just circled around the area around the manor.

This manor is magnificent in scale, exquisite in sculpture, beautiful in the lake, and covers a very large area. When it first arrived, there were only two people guarding it, one was an elderly man, and the other was a taciturn middle-aged man.

The two of them guarded the big manor, but they didn't go in to live in it, but lived in a hut at the corner.

Every day, the old man is not going to the garden to prune flowers and branches to do gardening work, or he is lying on a piece of grass in front of the manor basking in the warm sun.

Middle-aged people are more diligent. He will carry back stones from the mountains, and then carve his own works in the sculpture garden, and he will also be responsible for three meals a day for two people.

On weekdays, the two of them seldom communicate with each other, and they only occasionally exchange a few words when eating, basically gossiping about the fact that it will rain today and the sun may shine tomorrow.

Not long after, a man with the appearance of a housekeeper came with a group of people. They opened the gate of the manor house, went in to clean and repair the house, and brought many daily necessities.

Maric watched quietly, without interfering.

From the occasional conversations of those people, he knew that they were the stewards and servants in the Hastur family, so he stopped staring at this place, and came to the edge of a lake in the forest behind, hiding here temporarily, and at the same time There is one of his zombie squads.

I don't know if it's because the vegetation here is relatively dense, and it always makes him feel a little cold, especially in the middle of the night.

On the first night, he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he was new here, so he was not used to the environment here.

After all, this is the outskirts, and there is a forest on the outskirts. It is normal that the temperature is lower than that in the city.

On the second night, he felt that something was wrong. He was a Sequence 6 living corpse, and his Sequence characteristics had already prevented him from being easily affected by the temperature difference outside, especially in low-temperature environments.

On the third night, a cold wind blew up in the middle of the night, and even the lake was covered with a layer of light frost, which made him alert.

But he still didn't act lightly, and waited silently until dawn, when the scorching sun cast a warm light, and then he led his team of living corpses to investigate deep in the forest.

In order to prevent any bad things from happening, he let two living corpses explore the way ahead, keeping a safe distance of about 50 meters from himself and other living corpses.

Keeping vigilant at all times, he probed deeply, and found no other problems except for signs of human activity in the depths.

The forest here is connected to more than one Aster Manor, as well as the manors of other great nobles, which can be regarded as a shared forest park.

It is normal for someone to be active, and he even avoided two waves of nobles who were idle and went into the forest to hunt and take risks.

The search was fruitless, so he returned to the lake to stay, and at the same time dug a hole and buried the living corpse in the soil so that it would not be easily found.

On the fourth night, the sky was cloudless, the moonlight was perfect, and the temperature in the forest was extremely cold.

The living corpse that was originally buried in the deep pit made the sound of claws scratching.

Maric, who didn't feel sleepy at all, immediately noticed the abnormality of his zombie team. He looked into the deep forest and frowned. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing.

Vaguely, he heard the sound of a whistle blowing in the depths of the dense forest, very soft and cold, as if tentacles stretched out from the bottom of his heart, constantly scratching towards your heart.

He didn't dare to search for any secrets in the forest casually, so he could only suppress his squad of living corpses as much as possible to prevent them from being affected.

Fortunately, it was a little far away from the place where the whistle was blowing, and the impact on the living corpse was limited, and he could still calm down by himself.

It lasted for about two hours before the sound of the whistle in the deep forest completely disappeared, and the living corpses also quieted down, lying obediently in the pit.

Maric was silent for a long time, but he still didn't choose to make extra troubles. If something happened again, he would be miserable.

On the fifth day, Maric finally saw the figure of Hasta getting off the carriage.

He saw that there were a lot of people nearby, so he didn't go to bother, and planned to wait for the dead of night before going to catch up with Hastur.

At the gate of Aster Manor, Hastur stared at this big manor, startled for a while.

Butler Neil had told him before that the manor was huge, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

The garden area in front of the door alone is twice the size of the house he lives in now, and there is also the artificial lake, the fountain gushes up, and the water splashes everywhere.

On the right is the sculpture garden. From this position, one can vaguely see that its scale is definitely not small. According to Butler Neil, there is now a sculptor who is in charge of carving here.

The sculptor has already been paid.

Although he doesn't remember the glorious moment of the Campbell family, he can be sure that this manor is rare even among the great nobles.

It must have taken a lot of effort for the old butler to be able to preserve it in the hands of a gambler like Voltaire Campbell.

"A place closer to here is the manor owned by Earl Richard, and a little further away is a manor belonging to the royal family..."

Butler Neil patiently introduced the situation of the nearby nobles to Hasta, so as not to know people by then.

Hastur listened while walking into the manor.

Passing the garden area, Hastur met the old man who was in charge of guarding the place. This was the cousin of the old housekeeper and a member of the Campbell family who was loyal to him.

He is not young, and he is sick, so he voluntarily asked to stay in the manor and take on the job of guarding the place.

Originally, there were more than 40 people in the manor, including maids, small workers, cooks, etc., but before the original owner was about to hold the resurrection ceremony, he fired these people, leaving only the sculptor who had not completed the sculpture work to accompany the old man .

When the old man saw Hastur, he put out a smile on his wrinkled face and said, "It's great, the Campbell family has finally ushered in its true heir."

Hastur couldn't help but sigh with emotion, how disappointing Voltaire Campbell was.

"The old butler is very kind to me. No matter whether the Campbell family is prosperous or declining in the future, your future will be taken care of by the Campbell family." Hasta solemnly promised.

"Yes, the glory of the Campbell family will once again shine on the entire Loen Kingdom!"

The old man looked very excited, and Hastur hurriedly gave him a hand to prevent the old man from slipping and falling.

Hastur looked to Neil's housekeeper and said, "From now on, we will hire a family doctor."

"Ok."

Butler Neil understood the meaning of Hastur's words. He wanted to hire an exclusive doctor for the old man in front of him, who would be responsible for taking good care of him so that he could spend his old age peacefully.

After chatting for a while, Hastur asked the old man to go down to rest first, and asked someone to prepare a big room for him in the house.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Hastur enjoyed a late dinner in the manor.

He originally wanted the old man to eat together, but the old man refused. He didn't force it, but asked someone to prepare another suitable food for the old man.

After dinner, Hastur did not go upstairs, but went out for a walk around the manor alone.

Before coming, Miss Sharron had already told him that Maric had come to stay near the manor first.

Sure enough, when no one was around, Maric emerged from the bushes.

"Tsk, it is said that your Campbell family has declined, but this manor alone is enough to sell for a sky-high price."

Maric patted the grass clippings and leaves on his body, and joked with a smile.

According to his estimates, this large manor can sell for tens of thousands of gold pounds, at least. The location and environment here are very good, and the people living nearby are all great nobles, and even the royal family.

It belongs to a manor that even rich people may not be able to buy.

Hastur smiled and replied: "The Duke Negan's family is the real nobles, and they live in the castle."

Although times change and technology advances, some things remain.

For example, the castle of the old era, that is the configuration of a real noble.

Times are different today. Most members of the Duke Negan family live in Queens and enjoy a convenient life. The castle is more symbolic than residential for them.

Because this thing is usually built in the territory, a nobleman with a castle is equivalent to a king in his territory.

That is the real great nobleman, and the current Campbell family is still far behind.

(End of this chapter)