Chapter 56 Lord of the Dead? Lord of Darkness? Resting Father?

Chapter 56 Lord of the Dead? Lord of Darkness? Resting Father?

We have been discovered. There are indeed extraordinary people here.

Hasta confirmed his guess and looked at the big toad with a little more vigilance.

Maric showed a ferocious look, glanced at Hasta, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to go up and deal with him?"

"Negotiate first. The other party has not shown any malicious intent."

Hasta pulled Maric's arm, signaling him to calm down and not act impulsively.

"We just happened to pass by and were attracted by the movement here."

Hasta led Maric out of the dense forest, attracting a curious look. Their expressions were very calm, and they were not panicked at all when their secrets were discovered.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Those who can come here are all the favorites of the Lord."

"Lord?"

Hasta deliberately showed a look of curiosity and interest.

The middle-aged man smiled more brilliantly, and said softly: "We believe in the master who controls the destination of all death. He is the Lord of the Dead, the Lord of Darkness, and the loving father who grants the living a peaceful sleep."

"Are you all his believers?"

"We believe that only when the dead souls fall into a deep sleep after death can they obtain happiness in the afterlife. We are followers of his will."

"What are you doing?" Hasta pointed to the people dancing around the bonfire.

"Although the Lord does not care about our gratitude, we still need to use dance to please the Lord to show our piety and joy."

Hasta nodded and smiled: "Then you continue, we will leave first."

"..."

The smile on the middle-aged man's face froze slightly, and then he smiled again: "My manor is not far from here. You can go there to stay for one night. For those who need help, we are always willing to provide help within our capacity."

The owner of the manor not far away, is this the Earl Richard?

"Thank you for your kindness, we came out to camp in the wild on purpose."

Hasta still declined and turned to leave.

He was just testing, not really wanting to leave at this time.

If this Earl Richard chose to take action, then it can be confirmed that they were not good people. If he did not take action, then he could continue to chat with them.

"There are many wild beasts here. The two friends should be more careful when camping outside. If you need help, you can come here to find us."

The middle-aged man smiled kindly and did not talk to Hasta anymore. Instead, he walked into the crowd and led the crowd to start a new round of sacrificial dance.

His dance was obviously far beyond the average level of this group of people. It can be basically confirmed that he is the organizer of this event.

Other believers also joined the dance team, leaving only Hasta and Maric standing outside the circle.

"Do you want to try the dance here?" Hasta suggested with a smile.

Maric was surprised: "Aren't you always cautious? Why are you so reckless now?"

"Life needs to indulge occasionally."

"You can't be convinced by his few words?"

"I'll try it first, you stay here."

"..."

Maric watched Hasta join the dance team.

The middle-aged man was very happy to see Hasta return, and personally taught Hasta how to dance this sacrificial dance well.

Hasta learned very quickly, which made the middle-aged man more optimistic about him and kept praising his talent.

Soon, Hasta was proficient in dancing this sacrificial dance and naturally integrated into this group.

Only Maric, who stayed outside, seemed out of place, attracting many curious and puzzled eyes.

After the dance, Hasta got rid of the conversation with Earl Richard, returned to Maric, and shared the information he had found with him.

After the integration and trickery just now, he had confirmed that the middle-aged man was Earl Richard, and his full name was Dylan Richard.

During this period, they would come here every night to dance and pray for blessings, asking the Lord of the Dead who dominated the world of the dead to let the souls of their relatives rest in peace, so that they could get better happiness in the afterlife.

This concept is very similar to the Buddhist teachings that Hasta is familiar with, both of which believe in the saying of blessings in the afterlife.

In order to please the Lord of the Dead, they have to perform the sacrificial dance for thirteen consecutive days. Now there are only two days left until the thirteenth day.

"You seem to have changed a lot."

Maric looked at Hasta in circles. What he cared about was not that Hasta could easily find out information, but the temperament and personality that Hasta showed.

Looking carefully again, Hasta's original childishness and immaturity between his eyebrows seemed to have faded a lot, becoming mature and reliable.

"People always change themselves according to different occasions. There is no one who remains unchanged."

"That's right."

Maric nodded, and did not dwell on this issue anymore. He asked softly: "You don't really want to dance with them in the middle of the night, do you?"

"Aren't you curious at all?"

"Curious? Haha, I don't think I've lived enough. I would rather pretend that nothing happened tonight."

Hasta pondered for a while, and said with emotion: "Maric, you have successfully changed my stereotype of you."

"... I find that you are getting more and more worthy of a beating now." Maric's mouth twitched.

Hastur smiled and didn't say anything more. The reason why he wanted to know what these people wanted to do was because Earl Richard was too close to his manor.

If he is just a member of the Sleeping Sect of the Spiritual Cult, then it would be useless even if he reported it to the Church of the Goddess of Night.

Sleeping is also the authority of the Goddess of Night.

Her full name is: Goddess of Night, who is higher than the stars and longer than eternity, the Mother of Secrets, the Queen of Disaster and Fear, the Lord of Sleep and Silence.

Perhaps the people of the Spiritual Cult do not know that the one who holds the authority of sleeping is not only the God of Death, but also the Goddess of Night.

And after the conversation just now, he found that although this Earl Richard is enthusiastic about preaching, he has a good character.

Many people here have been helped by Earl Richard. He not only provides help within his ability, but also comforts their sad hearts due to the death of their loved ones.

Maric advised earnestly: "I know you yearn for the mysterious extraordinary world, but this world is very dangerous and far from as simple as what you see with your eyes."

"For example?"

"For example, now, you don't really think that what you see with your eyes is the whole picture here, right?"

Hasta showed an interested look, Maric hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said: "There is a huge spiritual creature here, it is overlooking all of us."

"Spiritual creature? Where? Why can't I see it?"

Hasta showed his nervousness, excitement, and curiosity at the right time.

"You haven't become an extraordinary person yet, you can't open your spiritual vision, and you can't see creatures from the spiritual world."

"What a pity."

Hasta sighed regretfully.

"It's hard for me to judge whether the spiritual creature is good or evil, it's better to stay away from it."

"You are right, but this Earl Richard is my neighbor next door, and we will meet again sooner or later."

"..."

Maric was silent for a while, and still felt that it was safest and easier to report directly to the Church of the Night.

At this time, Count Richard came over again, enthusiastically conveyed his philosophy to Hasta, and invited Hasta to join them.

"I don't have anything sad now." Hasta refused at first, and then said: "I agree that only by letting the dead souls rest in peace can they be happy in the afterlife."

Count Richard understood the meaning of his words and invited: "Tomorrow night and the night after tomorrow, we will still be nearby. If you are interested, you can come and see."

"We will definitely come."

After receiving a positive answer, Count Richard became more hospitable and enthusiastic, and repeatedly invited Hasta and Maric to his manor to play for two days.

Hasta smiled and refused this invitation to go directly to the old nest.

It was about three o'clock in the morning when all the excitement gradually calmed down. Count Richard organized people to put out the bonfire with mud and clean up the traces of the activities.

Hasta asked curiously, and Count Richard told them that the Lord they believed in liked the tranquility after the excitement. After the sacrificial dance, as His believers, they should not disturb His peace.

Soon, the sky was bright, and Earl Richard led his people away from here. The huge toad-shaped spiritual creature also disappeared after the bonfire went out.

Hasta and Maric, who stayed in the same place, looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh at the wonder of last night.

"They look quite normal, if there was no spiritual creature." Maric gave his evaluation.

"He is an earl. If he really wanted to hold an evil ritual, I'm afraid he would have attracted the attention of the church long ago."

"I hope so." Maric nodded. Seeing that Hasta looked energetic, he asked curiously: "You didn't sleep all night, aren't you tired at all?"

"...I'm too excited."

Back near the lake, Hasta pretended to be very tired and proposed to go back to the manor to rest first, so that he would have the energy to attend the party in the evening.

Maric went to check his zombie team to see if there was any accident.

At Aster Manor, Butler Neil saw Hasta covered with leaves and grass debris, and his expression was very complicated.

What's fun about camping in the wild? In such a dense forest, there are a lot of mosquitoes, snakes and rats, and you can't sleep well at night.

Where can you sleep comfortably in a big bed at home?

He didn't interfere too much, just thinking that Hasta was still young and liked to seek excitement.

At night, Hasta again proposed to camp in the wild, and then he and Maric played cards for two hours around the lake, burning a bonfire.

During the period, a zombie joined, making up three people, and played a few games of fighting evil.

But the zombies have limited IQ. Faced with this more advanced gameplay, they obviously can't keep up with intelligence. They can't distinguish teammates from enemies. If there is a bomb, they throw it. Whatever card is bigger, it will be played.

At about twelve o'clock in the night, the surrounding temperature dropped, and a faint whistle sounded again in the depths of the dense forest.

Hasta and Maric finished the card game and followed the source of the whistle.

Finally, they found Earl Richard and his group who had prepared a bonfire. Their number was about the same as last night, all more than a dozen.

Seeing Hasta appear as promised, Earl Richard greeted him happily.

After a few pleasantries, Hastur asked curiously, "Why is the ceremony being held in a different place tonight than it was last night?"