Chapter 116 I am also an apostle of the stars

Chapter 116 I am also an apostle of the stars

"Alas..."

Hasta sighed heavily, then his expression became serious, and he said word by word: "Because I am also an apostle of the stars, and there are stars to guide you and me."

He felt that he needed to show his cards a little, otherwise he would always be caught by Bernadette, which would affect his normal life.

Apostle of the stars?

Bernadette's heart moved slightly, and she looked at Hasta with a smile, "What does the apostle of the stars mean?"

Hasta looked calm and chuckled: "You are also a person favored by the stars. If there were no stars to guide us, there would be no so-called coincidence and fate."

"Do you know what the consequences of believing in gods other than the seven gods will be?"

Bernadette still did not admit that she had any connection with the master of the stars.

Hasta said calmly: "The Aurora Society believes in the true creator, and the Witch Cult believes in the original witch. It's not just the seven gods that are worthy of belief."

Bernadette's eyes flashed with cold light, and she said in a pressing tone: "Such disrespectful words are enough to make you be judged by the church."

"Dear lady, do you also believe in the seven gods?"

Hasta didn't care. He knew that Bernadette was still testing him, so he had to show his devout belief in the stars.

"When did you start to believe in the stars?"

"Half a year ago, if there was no blessing from the stars, there would be no me now."

"Have you seen Him?"

"Yes, He has been guiding me in the direction of progress."

"Aren't you afraid that He has any bad intentions towards you?"

"Dear lady, if He really wants to harm you, I think you can't appear in front of me."

Hasta can guarantee that he didn't lie in these answers.

Without the appearance of the Hall of Stars, he would probably be dead.

The direction of his progress has always been determined by himself, and he represents the stars.

He really didn't have any ill will towards Bernadette, he just wanted to guide her to become an Apostle of the Stars so that he could do something for him.

Bernadette fell into deep thought, and she could also sense that Hasta was not lying about these questions.

"How did you know of my existence?"

Hearing this question, Hasta breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he answered this question well, he could even use the identity of Baron Hasta Campbell to influence Bernadette to become an Apostle of the Stars.

If Bernadette was the only Apostle of the Stars, she would be full of vigilance, but once there were other believers, she would let down some of her vigilance.

"The stars have been watching you, and He is also watching me. He is watching every believer equally, and it is He who told me of your existence."

Hasta felt that there was nothing wrong with this sentence, anyway, until now there has not been a true believer in the stars.

Bernadette's deep blue eyes stared at Hastur, and she said calmly, "Do you know my true identity?"

"Bernadette Gustav, the owner of the Dawn, the mysterious queen who roams the seas, and the eldest daughter of Roselle Gustav."

Bernadette didn't speak, but leaned back against the carriage, with her slender right leg in black leather boots straddling her left leg, and her toes swaying gently.

She sat casually, but revealed a hidden elegance.

This move would not make people feel frivolous, but rather very pleasing to the eye.

The carriage rumbled forward, and the coachman outside could not hear the sound inside, and continued to drive the carriage forward with all his concentration.

After a long while, Bernadette slowly spoke: "Don't you know that sometimes knowing too much is a very dangerous thing?"

"Sharon and I are very good friends. In the reply she sent me, she mentioned that you are a trustworthy person and said that if I am in danger, I can ask you for help."

Hasta said, taking out the reply that Sharon had just sent this morning from his body and handed it to Bernadette.

It was because of Sharon's reply that he thought of going to the street to buy some things as a gift for Sharon, and then he met Bernadette.

Bernadette did not open the letter. She pinched the letter with two fingertips and turned it twice, and then bounced the letter back into Hasta's arms.

"You have a good relationship with Sharon?"

Bernadette's slightly curious voice made Hasta alert all of a sudden.

Is it possible that liking to listen to gossip is engraved in everyone's genes?

"Not bad."

"Just like that?"

"We helped each other a few times."

"Sharon rarely replies."

"...Maybe she was afraid that I would offend you if I didn't know the situation, so she wrote to tell me."

"The two sets of black Gothic court dresses you bought were for Sharon?"

"...Yes."

"Do you think Sharon will accept them?"

"Probably not."

"Are you so unconfident in yourself?"

"...She doesn't like to accept gifts from others."

"Then why did you buy them?"

"It's my freedom to give gifts, and it's her freedom to accept or not."

...

After asking a lot of questions in a row, Bernadette mentioned the Lord of Stars in a serious tone.

Hasta, who was already exhausted, understood Bernadette's feelings a little.

She was probably thinking about how to deal with her relationship with the Lord of Stars.

Asking about the relationship between herself and Sharon was just a casual question to satisfy her curiosity.

About the Lord of Stars, that is the one thing she really cares about.

This character is really bad, Roselle, it seems that you didn't teach your daughter well.

Hasta said a little in his heart.

"How do you contact the Lord of Stars on weekdays?"

"In the dream, I can't see His face clearly, I can only vaguely see Him sitting in a mysterious palace, mysterious and powerful, majestic and sacred. He is the ancient in the depths of the starry sky, and He is a guide with both kindness and wisdom."

Hasta tried to express his impression of the Lord of Stars in a pious tone, and praised himself by the way.

Bernadette looked at Hasta with a little surprise, "You actually believe in the kindness of the gods?"

"He has never had any ill will towards me, and has always guided me forward, and to me, He is the most unique existence."

Hasta said it very frankly, but Bernadette felt that Hasta was already a qualified devout believer and had learned to beautify his beliefs.

"Since you have a good relationship with Sharon, I will give you a piece of advice. Don't trust any god easily."

"Is that why you reject the kindness of the stars?" Hasta asked back, and he was ready to start preaching.

As the first and most devout believer, it is normal to recommend your faith to others.

Bernadette nodded and said, "Yes, I will not believe in any god, no matter whether he really comes with good intentions."

Hasta smiled and said in a calm tone, "Don't you need the help of the power of the stars?"

Bernadette was silent. This sentence hit her sore spot. She needed help, so she hesitated.

"We need help, and the stars have the power to fulfill our needs. In my opinion, the essence of faith is to help each other and achieve each other."

"Your words are not pious at all."

"I have never avoided this point in my communication with the stars, and He has never been angry about it. I believe in Him, and He gives me help. Isn't this a very reasonable thing?"

"All help has a price, and you may not be able to afford that price."

"Then why not make it clear in advance? Just treat the process of faith as a transaction?"

Bernadette's heart moved inexplicably, but she didn't speak.

Hasta continued: "What help do you need, and what do the stars need you to do? If the two are equivalent, then this is just a very ordinary transaction."

"You have good eloquence."

Bernadette looked at Hasta deeply, "But recognizing the transaction itself is a kind of erosion and pollution."

"But you need help."

Hasta said the same thing again, making Bernadette silent.

"Asking for help naturally requires a price. You should understand this better than me."

Hasta raised his eyes and stared at Bernadette's blue eyes, smiling: "You have enjoyed help more than once, right?"

"You accept the benefits given by the stars calmly, but you are unwilling to offer a little faith to the stars. You are wavering, and your situation is more dangerous than mine."

...

Bernadette returned to the clouds and walked into the house built with pea vines. Hasta's words still echoed in her mind.

The master of the stars has reminded her twice and helped her avoid danger twice.

Whether she is willing or not, she has enjoyed this benefit.

As Hasta said: The wavering self is in real danger.

Everything is under the gaze of the stars, and she can no longer avoid it.

"Destiny, is this my destiny?"

A tarot card appeared on the palm of Bernadette's right hand. Her father held a sword, majestic and sacred, and stood solemnly on a golden round wheel of destiny.

This is the Wheel of Fortune card, one of the twenty-two tarot cards.