Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 82 Sharon in Maid Costume
"No malicious snooping is allowed here!"

Inside the carriage, Hastur faced the carriage and made the next rule.

Although Sharon is hiding in the mirror at the moment, it does not mean that she is safe.

The people of the Rose School of Thought may still be looking for Sharon, so he needs to make some preparations in advance.

It is safer to make a rule first, and then leave another rule in case you need it.

In the mirror, at such a close distance, Sharon could vaguely perceive that the surrounding space seemed to be shrouded in a layer of regular golden light, which made people unable to resist obeying.

Make rules?

Isn't he the barbarian of Sequence 8?
Sharon just thought about it for a while, and knew that Hastur had many secrets hidden in him, but she didn't bother her aloud.

Everyone has their own secrets. Respecting others' secrets is also respecting oneself. This is a little knowledge that needs to be kept in mind when walking in the extraordinary world.

The carriage rolled forward, and Hastur clenched his cane tightly, looking alert.

He could feel that there were malicious eyes looking here, but the eyes just swept away and didn't stay here for too long.

But after waiting for a while, that gaze swept over again, and then moved away again.

Hastur sighed softly in his heart. On such a rainy night, it is indeed very doubtful that a carriage appeared here inexplicably.

Even if he has made a rule against peeping, a person's normal judgment will look here.

Hope to get away with it.

After the carriage drove for a certain distance, that gaze came over again.

At this moment, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the carriage driver outside said: "Sir, you have to be careful, on this rainy night, I can easily run over you with the carriage."

"Sir, what do you want to do?"

Snapped!
The coachman seemed to have been slapped in the face, and he didn't dare to speak any more, the carriage shook slightly.

Afterwards, the door curtain of the carriage was raised, and the light hanging on the top of the carriage gave off a dim yellow light, illuminating the appearance of the person coming.

His face was pale and bloodless, his temperament was sinister, and his eyes revealed a fierce light. Apart from the difference in appearance, he felt similar to Maric in other aspects.

This should also be a Sequence 6 living corpse!
In a real fight, their side is two against one, and the chances of winning are great.

But this would easily attract that Sequence 4 demigod, and the risk factor was too high.

Hastur collected his thoughts and said, "Sir, if my carriage hit you just now, I would like to apologize and compensate you for some of your losses."

The man did not speak, his eyes looked back and forth at all the places in the carriage, and he searched about three or four times before looking at Hastur.

"Did you see a woman in a black court dress just now?"

"Sir, are you joking? On this rainy night, where else would anyone go out, especially a well-dressed woman, except for an unlucky person like me?"

The man leaned in and said coldly: "Did you really not meet a suspicious woman just now?"

"Sir, I'm rushing home in a hurry, and I haven't even closed the curtain of the carriage. How could I meet other people?"

The man stared at Hastur for a long time before looking back, lowered the curtain of the carriage, and walked away in the eyes of the coachman who was angry and dared not speak.

"Lord Baron, this person is too rude. We need to call the police and give him the punishment he deserves, so that he can understand that nobility should not be easily offended."

The coachman's voice was loud, obviously he had suffered a lot of grievances just now.

Hastur smiled and said: "He may have been affected by the heavy rain, so he made such a reckless behavior. We should forgive others for their inconvenience."

He told the coachman not to worry about this trivial matter, and at the same time promised to give him a bonus when he went back.

This is a recognition and award for his work.

The coachman didn't say anything else, and continued to drive the carriage towards the West District.

Hastur suggested that the coachman should pass by the Church of the Holy Wind later.

Perhaps because of the fear of the Extraordinary from the Holy Wind Church, that member of the Rose School of Thought never appeared again.

The carriage was able to return to the West District smoothly.

After getting out of the car and returning to the house, Hastur was truly relieved.

Upstairs, Maric, who has undergone simple healing and bandaging, is waiting anxiously in the study.

After Hastur left, he gradually regained his composure, and wanted to slap himself more and more.

Hastur is only at Sequence 7, no matter how capable he is, he still can't influence a demigod-level Extraordinary, right?

Maybe, instead of saving Sharon, it might even put him in danger.

As time went by, this premonition in his heart became stronger.

When there was a knock on the door, Maric immediately stood up from the sofa, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door.

Seeing Hastur standing outside the door, he blushed slightly, punched Hastur and said: "It's fine, just come back."

"Well, everything is fine."

Hastur walked into the room with a smile, closed the door, and joked: "Maric, your eyes are red, did you cry just now?"

"...You read it wrong!"

Maric will not admit that he was too worried just now.

Hastur smiled and said, "About Miss Sharon..."

"It's okay, she'll be fine!"

"..."

Hastur paused for a moment before turning to ask, "What should you do if something happens to Miss Sharron?"

"I, I will avenge them!" Maric's eyes changed from confusion to firmness.

"But you are only Sequence 6."

"...One day I will become stronger!"

"Are you sure you can advance to Sequence 4 and become a demigod?"

"...I believe that I will be able to do it in the future!"

Maric almost gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

Seeing this, Hastur stopped teasing Maric, took out the small mirror from his arms, and spread it out in the palm of his hand.

"Miss Sharon, you can come out now."

"Ah."

There was a burst of ripples on the mirror, and Sharon came out like a puff of smoke, and then returned to its original appearance under Maric's stunned expression.

"Sharon, you're fine!"

"Well, he helped me escape from there."

After Maric was overjoyed, he stared at Hasta with blushing cheeks, "You guys dare to tease me!"

"I just followed your words."

"...Hey, my head hurts so much, I need to take a good rest."

Maric covered his head, pushed open the door, and left here quickly.

He couldn't stand Hastur and Sharon's playful eyes.

Sharon said with a slight smile: "You tease him like this, be careful and get beaten up by him later."

"It's okay, Maric is a very generous person, and he won't take such small things to heart."

"That might not be the case."

"Didn't you just hide and not make a sound?"

"I didn't hear what you said."

"..."

Hastur looked at Sharon and felt that Sharon was in a good mood tonight.

Sharon restrained her smile, looked at the skirt that was soaked in sewage and rain, frowned slightly and said, "Do you have a change of clothes here?"

"Is it okay to wear a maid outfit?"

"..."

Sharon was stunned for a while, and finally turned sideways and nodded slightly.

It wasn't that Hasta wanted to tease Sharon, but that what Sharon was wearing fit him here, and indeed only maid outfits were left.

"I'll have someone bring it to you."

Hastur got up and left the room, ordering a maid to fetch an unworn maid outfit.

He glanced at it, and it was a classic black and white style.

After delivering the maid outfit to Sharon, Hastur told her about the bathroom here, and dispersed the nearby maids so that they would not disturb her.

To solve Sharon's little annoyance, Hasta smelled his body, and it was indeed a bit strange, and his hair was also wet.

After saying hello to Maric, he also went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When Hastur came out of the bathroom and came to the study, Maric was alone, and Sharon was nowhere to be seen.

May have left early.

Hastur felt a little pity, he hadn't seen Sharon in maid outfit yet.

Maric, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't wait to ask: "How did you save Sharon from a demigod?"

"Of course I use my wisdom. I don't have the strength to compete with a demigod."

Hastur told him to go to the Church of the Holy Wind to seek help, and how to meet Sharon and avoid the member of the Rose School of Thought.

Maric listened silently, and finally said with emotion: "You must be very good at using the power of wisdom."

"I am weak, so I can only rely on my wisdom, and I really want to push it all the way."

Maric thought for a moment, then worried: "Will Holy Wind Church come to trouble you?"

"Interrogation should be inevitable. Don't worry about other aspects. I'm still a baron. As long as I don't commit treason and rebellion, and do all kinds of bad things, the church will have nothing to do with me."

The Kingdom of Loen has always been active in protecting nobles, and even the church cannot easily break the established rules.

In addition, I also helped the Holy Wind Church point out the traces of a demigod of the Rose School of thought. As long as he is caught, it will be a political achievement, and the merits and demerits should be offset, right?

After chatting for a while, Hastur asked Maric to go to rest earlier.

Now, it is more than four o'clock in the night.

After Maric left, Hastur was also about to leave, came to the door, thought for a while, and then walked to the mirror.

Probing: "Miss Sharon, are you still here? Or have you left?"

There was no response, and Hastur waited patiently for a while, only to see shallow ripples on the smooth mirror surface.

Sharon in maid outfit flashed by.

"This suit suits you very well."

Hastur smiled, turned and left, brisk on his feet.

It's raining really well tonight.

(End of this chapter)