Chapter 276 Gemini, light and darkness

Celestial Sect?

Hasta really knew something about this organization. He remembered that this was a sect that believed in the Mother Tree of Desire. The thing they were best at was making people give birth to children.

It was a sect of true desire and reproduction.

Hasta was puzzled and said, "Am I being targeted by them?"

"No, the means of arranging these blood-red balls are very similar to theirs."

"It is indeed a bit similar. They are all for awakening the reproductive desire in the human body, and then giving birth to a child in extreme pleasure."

Sharon looked at Hasta for a while and said nothing.

"Ahem, my understanding of them only exists in books, but I have never experienced it myself." Hasta hurriedly made up for it.

Sharon said lightly, "Which book did you see it in?"

Hasta forced a smile, "None of this is important. The important thing is that the people in this sect are not good people."

He couldn't say that he saw it from Mr. Fool, right?

"How are you going to deal with this?" Sharon looked at the bedding that was squirming on the ground from time to time.

"Will something go wrong if we leave it alone?"

"Not sure."

"If it's a Sun Path Extraordinary, the purification ability should be useful, right?"

"Maybe."

Sharon also had no experience with these things. She had never experienced them before, but she knew that there was an organization like the Celestial Sect.

Hasta and Sharon looked at each other for a while, and then looked away.

Sharon said, "Do you need me to help you investigate?"

Hasta shook his head and said, "No, let's wait until we leave here, and then slowly settle accounts with them."

This is not a good place to take action. After all, nobles should be decent, and they can't let anything too obvious be reported back to Backlund.

The next day, just after dawn, the two sisters lying on the ground finally recovered from the beautiful and charming sleep last night.

They looked at each other and saw the blush on their faces. What happened last night was somehow imprinted in their hearts. Every time they thought about it, their heartbeats would beat very fast, and their bodies would inexplicably soften.

Could it be that the young man likes men?

Otherwise, if they both looked like that last night, any man would not be indifferent, right?

The relationship between nobles is really complicated. Such a good-looking young noble has also developed such bad sexual interests.

"Meow!"

Azshara walked over with small steps, staring at them with her dark blue eyes, scaring them to hide in the quilt.

"Azshara, come here."

Hastur waved his hand, and Azshara jumped into his arms, letting him stroke her head.

When Hastur got up and carried Azshara out of the room, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, secretly looked outside, and saw that the door was closed and there was no outsider in the room, and then they began to whisper.

The younger girl hugged the quilt tightly, resting her chin on it, and said with red eyes: "Sister, what should we do? This noble lord has no interest in us. Once the Grand Duke knows that we can't complete the task, he will definitely torture us to death."

The other girl patted her cold palms and comforted her softly: "It's okay, we still have a chance, and we will definitely succeed in getting pregnant with this noble lord's child."

"Sister, this noble lord looks really young and handsome. Before he came, I was worried that he would be a middle-aged noble with a big belly."

"No matter how handsome a noble is, he is still a noble. They are not good things. There should be no creatures like nobles in this world!"

"Shh, sister, let's be careful so as not to be heard."

On the table, an ancient mirror flashed a faint light.

In the villa, Hasta, who pretended to take a walk but actually observed, always unconsciously showed expressions of fear on the faces of the servants, especially the maids, who met along the way, as if this was a magic cave, a cage.

At noon, the Grand Duke of Southwell had not yet appeared. Hasta wanted to say goodbye and leave, but was stopped by the butler, who said that the Grand Duke of Southwell had ordered him to be treated well. If he left early, all the relevant personnel responsible for this matter would be severely punished.

Hasta thought about it and proposed to go out for a stroll. Soon the butler arranged a carriage for him, and two soldiers riding horses followed him very attentively.

In the evening, the Grand Duke of Southwell appeared again. He personally accompanied Hasta to a banquet, and his words were full of envy for him.

It is said that when he was young, he was also so young and handsome that attracted attention. From noble ladies to ordinary girls, no one was not attracted by his handsome face.

Hasta had a warm smile on his face, and listened quietly to the Grand Duke of Southwell bragging about his past romantic affairs, without mentioning the business at all.

Logically speaking, he was sent by the king to help the Grand Duke of Southwell garrison the coastline, and the Grand Duke of Southwell should give him some of the rights of the coastal port towns.

At the very least, he should also introduce him to the current coastal defense issues in Southwell County.

But the Grand Duke of Southwell obviously didn't want to mention this, and Hastur was not in a hurry. It's not that easy to get a piece of cake from someone else's plate.

It wasn't until three days later that Hastur resigned again, and the Grand Duke of Southwell reluctantly asked someone to send him away.

The person who sent him away was the royal member sent by the former Grand Duke of Southwell, Derby Augustus.

This Derby Augustus is the nephew of the former Grand Duke of Southwell, and is of the same generation as the current Grand Duke of Southwell.

"Don't think you can exercise your earldom and bully others when you arrive in Southwell County. I will keep an eye on you. Humph, don't let me catch you doing anything bad."

For such undisguised threats, Hasta could only remind him seriously that the roads in Southwell County were muddy and it was easy to slip when riding a horse.

Then, along the way, Derby Augustus, whose luck value fell below negative numbers, fell off his horse three times. He was almost stepped on the head by the horse's hoof twice. One time was the most unlucky. He fell down and hit the hot horse urine head-on.

"Did you succeed?"

Inside the villa, the Grand Duke of Southwell was lying on the bed, and the two sisters who had been with Hasta for three nights were kneeling on the ground.

The two girls lowered their heads to the floor and said in a trembling voice: "I, we, don't know..."

"Don't know? It's really new. There are still people who don't know about this kind of thing?" The Grand Duke of Southwell laughed angrily.

"We really don't know. Every time we enter the room, we fall asleep quickly. When we wake up in the morning, our clothes are ripped off and there are some scratches on our bodies. We don't know what happened." The two girls shed tears. They really only remember what happened on the first night. On the second and third nights, they felt sleepy as soon as they entered the room, and when they woke up, it was already dawn, and there were some red scratches on their bodies. Grand Duke Nanweier asked people to rip off their clothes, and sure enough, more than a dozen scratches were found on their backs, some heavy and some light. "Could it be that this young earl likes this kind of play?" "Haha, he really knows how to play. No wonder he has such a face, but there are not many romantic affairs in Backlund." Grand Duke Nanweier thought for a while, then waved his hand and asked people to take the girl kneeling on the ground out, and told them to take good care of her and not let the newly opened flowers die. …

In the city of Spelling, Hasta and his party had just gotten off the steam train when Derby Augustus immediately changed his previous decision to follow Hasta to the castle and instead sent two servants to follow Hasta, while he stayed in the city and let Mayor Ron entertain him.

Hasta was very sorry about this, because it was thanks to Derby Augustus that he could have fun along the way.

After changing carriages and returning to the castle, Hasta only gave Caius a brief introduction, and Caius understood and led the two servants away.

With the means of the yellow monks, it was really easy to deal with two ordinary servants. They quickly brainwashed the two and reshaped their memories.

After dealing with the two servants, Caius came to report on the progress of the road construction during this period. It would take about half a month to complete the project because there were too many plantations in Hasta's territory.

After finishing this, Caius whispered, "Mrs. Lisa wants to see you. Do you want to see her?"

"Do you think you should?" Hasta threw this question to Caius again.

Caius said with a stiff face, "Mrs. Lisa is a very friendly person. If she hadn't been here, our organization would have gone astray long ago."

"Then let's meet."

Hasta agreed to this matter, and his evaluation of Caius in his heart was slightly higher.

With Caius's wisdom, it is impossible for him not to know that Mrs. Lisa's arrival will threaten his current position, and even directly replace him as the new housekeeper.

But he is still willing to say something good for Mrs. Lisa. In addition to Mrs. Lisa's good character, his own character is also very important.

"Meet His Holiness the Pope!"

In the study, when they just met, Mrs. Lisa's first sentence almost made Hasta unable to do it.

He knew that Mrs. Lisa came here to surrender, but he didn't expect that she would kneel so thoroughly.

Caius, who was standing aside, opened his mouth wide, and was also shocked by this sentence.

The Pope is the highest-ranking leader of the yellow monks. All along, Lady Lisa and Cardiff have been guiding the crowd as messengers of God, and have not usurped the title of Pope.

Hasta had an elusive smile on his face: "I never said I wanted to be your Pope."

Lady Lisa bowed and saluted: "Only you are qualified to be our Pope and lead us forward."

"What qualifications?"

Hasta really couldn't figure out what she meant. The person who appeared and killed Cardiff that night was someone completely different from herself. She couldn't have realized that it was the vessel of her divine descent.

Lady Lisa's expression became more respectful, and she murmured in a vague and hoarse voice: "The twin suns sank into the lake, and long shadows fell... Twins, there is light and darkness."