Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 65 A Kind Gift from Mr. A

the next day.

Hastur went to the Bavat Bank, and Gleick specifically mentioned in his letter that his weekly salary had increased by 5 pounds, and asked where he was, implying that he had time to come over to catch up.

After solving the matter of Professor Wayne and the workhouse, in order to avoid being approached by the Nighthawks, he had to go to the Church of the Night and pray devoutly.

Two things happen to go together.

I came to Bavat Bank, found the manager of Harley, and confirmed from him that my weekly salary was indeed increased by 5 pounds.

Then I took a carriage to St. Samuel's Church, where I prayed silently for half an hour under the watchful eyes of the priest, and then donated two 10-pound banknotes into the donation box.

After leaving St. Samuel's Church, it was already twelve o'clock at noon, and Greck arrived after finishing the work at hand.

After a few pleasantries, Greck asked about Hastur's recent situation.

"I've heard about the incident in the dock area. In the future, if you encounter such a dangerous incident, let the church directly deal with it."

"Professor Wayne is an excellent and competent teacher, and I need to contribute to that."

"No matter how good a teacher is, it's not as valuable as your own life. There are many ways to solve the problem. A qualified noble will not take risks easily."

"Well, I will stay in the West District recently and will not go out easily."

……

Greck has been very busy recently, and after inviting Hasta to have a meal, he went to deal with things again. Looking at his hurried pace, Hasta knew that a change related to the Loen Kingdom was about to begin.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Hastur came to the Brave Bar, and Maric was already waiting in the billiard room.

Close the door, and two living corpses stand guard on both sides to prevent irrelevant people from entering here.

"Here, your guess is correct, this is indeed a sealed item."

Maric threw a bell over, and Hastur caught it, spread it on the palm of his right hand, looked at it twice and said, "What kind of effects and negative effects does it have?"

This bell was what he and Maric tore from the monster last night.

In order to avoid trouble last night, he asked Maric to leave with the living corpse first, and he stayed alone to deal with the aftermath.

"It has three main abilities. The first is that it can create a quiet space and prevent the spread of sound; the second is that it can expand the scope of influence of the rules, which is very suitable for arbitrators and lawyers; the third is that it can confuse the mind and make people fall into deep It’s hard to get out of it.”

"Its negative effect is as you guessed before, wearing it for a long time, or hearing its sound for a long time, will gradually take away your mind and lose your mind. Over the years, you can completely lose all emotions."

"Before the critical moment, don't shake it casually. As long as it doesn't make a sound, its negative impact will be very small."

Maric explained the bell's abilities and negative effects one by one. This was the answer he came up with after consulting Sharon.

"How strong is it equivalent to a sealed item?"

"It's equivalent to a level 3 sealed item in my hands, and it should be able to display the ability of a level 2 sealed item in your hands."

Having said that, Maric took a look at Hastur and reminded: "We generally call this kind of thing Extraordinary Items. The concept of sealed items divided according to level, only the clergy of the church will often use this name."

Hastur understands the reminder in Maric's words, which is to let him try not to use the term "sealed item" casually in the future, because many Extraordinary people are very resistant and even hate church personnel.

Hastur put the bell away and said with a smile: "The matter has been settled, how about I buy you a glass of wine?"

Maric said indifferently: "That Vice President Bud escaped."

Hastur's expression froze slightly, and anxiety surged in his heart.

"He may be much stronger than we expected, or he has a stronger Extraordinary item in his hands, otherwise it would be impossible to escape from the hands of the Nighthawks."

Maric wasn't afraid of a demon who was alone and being targeted by the Church of Evernight, but Hastur, a young nobleman who was only at Sequence 8, being targeted by a demon was a very dangerous thing.

Because the devil is a Sequence 6 Extraordinary.

Hastur sighed. He clearly stated in the letter that Bard is a demon, but the people from the Church of the Evernight Goddess still let Bard run away. Isn't this causing trouble for himself?
As long as that Vice President Bard is not stupid, he will definitely target himself.

Maric sat lazily, put his legs up on the table, and said with a chuckle: "Devils are very vengeful creatures, and they have a strong premonition of danger. After this failure, if you want to find a chance to kill it It's hard."

"If I were it, I would definitely hide and recuperate from my injuries, and I won't come to trouble you in a short time."

"And if there is such a big mistake, the Nighthawks will definitely protect you in secret, and at the same time open their nets and wait quietly for that demon to come to your door."

After listening silently, Hastur got up and said with a smile, "Let's drink the bar first."

"You're in a good mood."

……

At night, Hastur returned home, went to the study, opened the window, enjoyed the moonlight outside, and then closed the window again.

Although the Nighthawk's stalking skills were pretty good, they were still not perfect. Even he hadn't completely fooled himself, and it was even more impossible to fool a demon who had just been injured.

Such a situation, on the contrary, made Hasta more at ease.

As long as Bud knows that there are Nighthawks watching here, he will not dare to come to the door casually, and his own safety factor will be indirectly increased a lot.

I took a book, sat at the desk and read it quietly, and didn't go back to my room until around 11:30 to rest, and my work and rest time was the same as in the past.

After locking the doors and windows and going to bed, Hastur entered the Hall of Stars through dreamland.

With Nighthawks watching, he didn't dare to chant his honored name casually.

"Let me see where you are hiding now."

Hastur slowly closed his eyes, and began to spy on the fate line related to Bard and himself.

Although he can activate the ability to spy on fate in the real world, but the restrictions are relatively large, and once he spy on the existence involving high sequences, he will be backlashed.

In the Hall of Stars, the ability to spy on fate will be enhanced, and possible backlash will also be severely weakened.

Soon, in a dark world, a picture emerged.

In the blood-soaked picture, a head is quietly suspended, and its eyes are full of unwillingness and madness.

This is Bard's head!
Hastur opened his eyes and began to think about the meaning of the picture just now.

There is no doubt that Bud will die in the future, and his head will be beheaded.

But there is no image of himself in the picture. Could it be that the future Bud didn't die by his hands?
Could it be that he was approached by the Nighthawks and killed because of resistance?

Hastur just thought about it for a while, but didn't think about it any further.

It doesn't matter who killed Bud, as long as he doesn't bother him.

After solving this matter, Hastur turned his gaze to the star where the Mother Tree of Desire was located, glanced twice, but did not choose to whip him.

He is different from the lamp god. If he is too rough, he may catch his flaws and invade the Hall of Stars.

The last trial was enough.

In the next few days, Hastur stayed on the balcony of the house during the day, reading a book, drinking tea and basking in the sun, without going out.

He didn't go out until Bud was killed, otherwise it would be unsafe.

If a demon who was good at detecting danger really wanted to lose his mind and take revenge, Hastur didn't think that the Nighthawks could show up in time to save him.

At the same time, he is also testing his fate a little. If he stays in the house all the time, will Bud's predetermined fate of death be changed?
After all, I chose not to go out because I saw a corner of the future, which can be regarded as changing my fate to a certain extent.

Every night, he would enter the Hall of Stars and try to spy on Bard's future fate again, and he saw the same picture every time.

Until, tonight.

Hastur lay on the bed as usual, entered the Hall of Stars through dreamland, closed his eyes skillfully, and peeked into Bard's future fate.

But this time, he saw nothing but darkness.

"Does this mean that Bard has died today?" Hastur opened his eyes, lost in thought.

According to his limited cognition, only this explanation fits.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for him.

Finally, I can go out and hang out normally, without having to stay at home all the time.

And once Bard died, the Nighthawks wouldn't keep staring at him.

While Hasta was thinking, he suddenly felt that danger was approaching, and his spirituality was frantically warning.

He stood up and scanned the sky full of stars. The fallen goddess, the mother tree of desire, and the god of lamps all stayed in the stars where they were, and did not make any noise.

Then the danger comes from reality!
Hastur hastily cut off the connection with the Hall of Stars and returned his astral body to his physical body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a crash, and the locked windows were blown open by the strong wind.

He hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, holding the walking stick beside the bed, staring at the window very vigilantly.

Suddenly, a large box the size of a head flew in through the window and landed firmly on the table.

On the top of the big box, there is a note.

The howling wind outside gradually subsided, and then calmed down, and even the windows were closed again.

Only the big box on the table and the note confirmed what happened just now.

Hastur waited for a while and found that there was nothing unusual before walking over, cautiously picking up the big box with the bottom of the walking stick.

The lid was lifted to reveal the contents inside.

A bloody head!

Bard's head!
His eyes are full of unwillingness and madness!
Just like the scene I saw when I was spying on my fate!
(End of this chapter)