Chapter 320 Red Priest, the Earth Will Be in War

Chapter 320 Red Priest, the Earth Will Be in War

"They left?"

Hasta, who had just finished dinner, was surprised to hear the report.

The three of them had just had a drink last night, and judging from the tone of their conversation, they had no intention of leaving.

Perhaps the church had some new assignments.

Hasta didn't think too much about it, and the departure of Klein and Greysteed made him feel much more at ease.

Recently, he had asked the yellow monk to find extraordinary materials for the Sequence 5 Chaos Mentor, and there had been results.

Now he just had to wait for the Corrupted Baron potion to be completely digested before he could be promoted.

According to his own estimate, it should take two or three months, probably in the middle of the year.

The later it is, the harder it is to be promoted, and the more likely it is to have problems.

He got up and went to the study on the second floor. He was about to open his pencil case, take out 008, and see the latest movements of Klein and Greysteed.

"Meow."

Azshara jumped onto his thigh, raised her little eyes, and looked at him aggrievedly, as if she was accusing something.

After listening for a while, Hastur finally understood what was going on and said with a smile: "If Sharon bullies you, then you should bully her back when she is acting as a puppet. The main thing is to tease her and then run away."

"Meow?"

"Oh, you mean the fish, how about reducing it from two a day to one a day?"

"Meow!"

Azshara quickly jumped off Hastur's lap and left without looking back.

After the episode, Hastur opened his pencil case, took out a piece of white paper and put it on the table.

"I want to know about Klein and the others' recent situation."

008 skillfully wrote a line on the paper: "A new mission from Backlund will transfer them away from Punin Port. They are planning to take a ferry to Bansi Port tomorrow."

"People who are loved by fate are destined to take a rugged mountain road. The stable and warm life will eventually be crushed by the ruthless waves and swept away."

"A corner of fate is heralding the beginning of an extraordinary life. Klein, a man full of mysteries, is about to undergo a huge change in his life."

Today's 008 is talking nonsense, and he feels a bit like a charlatan.

Bansi Port?

He actually went to that place.

Hastur leaned back slightly, half-closed his eyes and thought about it.

With the start of the war in the southern continent, the red priests who symbolize war will be freed, and Bansi Port will also be abnormal.

These are all predictable things, but why did Klein go there to deal with it?

Is this an oracle from the Goddess of Night?

Even He couldn't stand Klein living a peaceful and stable life?

So he deliberately gave him a little stimulation so that he could quickly embark on a path of growth.

Or perhaps the Outer Gods' frequent actions recently made the Goddess of Night aware of something wrong, so she wanted to speed up the appearance of the new Lord of Mysteries.

Hastur thought this should be the most likely guess.

"Do you know about Bansi Port?" Hastur, who had figured it out, deliberately tested 008.

"That will be the starting point of the war. The characters who should have been buried by history will return as evil spirits."

"He is the ultimate red, the red of war. When He returns, the earth will inevitably rise up a trembling sword!"

Hearing this, Hasta smiled and asked: "Then do you know the honorific name of this red priest?"

"Medici."

Perhaps to avoid being noticed, 008 deliberately wrote these three words in three paragraphs.

"No, this is just His original name. Now He has a new name." Hasta shook his head and rejected this answer.

008 was stunned for a while, then happily scribbled on the paper, and finally drew a circle with three heads entangled with each other in the circle.

Hasta took a look and praised: "Not bad, I didn't expect that you have a good handwriting and a good painting level in addition to writing well."

008 became more excited and urged Hasta to bring a new piece of white paper, obviously intending to draw a more shocking painting.

Hasta agreed to it and let it paint on the paper excitedly.

In his heart, he was thinking about Medici, no, it should be Soren Einhorn Medici.

If South Wales County will become a battlefield in the future, this red priest will most likely come here after escaping.

In order to prevent Him from causing trouble, we still have to prepare in advance.

Hasta thought for a moment, and the painting drawn by 008 was also completed. It turned out to be a picture of the sunset at Punin Port.

Although it was only outlined with black lines, every stroke showed the painter's profound skills.

Even if this work was auctioned, someone would be willing to spend money to collect it.

"I'll have someone color it later and frame it."

Hearing this, 008 hurriedly blackened this painting, and then slowly started to write on a new piece of paper again.

Obviously, this time 008 was going to use real skills.

Hasta just smiled and admired 008's painting. If you really compare, 008's painting level is far better than his.

Twenty minutes later, 008 finished the new painting.

It was the same picture of the sunset at Puning Harbor, but the sense of space was more precise. As for the overall light and dark tones, this required later color adjustment.

008 asked to find a good painter to color this painting for it. Hasta would naturally not refuse such a small request.

"After it's done, hang this painting in the study."

"Master, you are so kind, woo woo woo..."

Hasta has gradually become immune to 008's sugar-coated bullets, put 008 back into the pencil case, and left the study.

The third room on the right side of the corridor is Sharon's room, next to Hasta's bedroom.

When he came to the door, he saw Azshara being held in Sharon's arms and kneading.

Apparently Azshara had done something out of line just now and was being caught and dealt with by Sharon.

Seeing Hasta coming, Azshara immediately cast a look for help.

Hasta gave Azshara a reassuring smile, then closed the door and went back to his room to rest.

…

Backlund, St. Samuel Church.

Leonard finished his work during the day and returned to his room to rest. He suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He quickly lay on the bed and called the old man to come out to solve the problem.

"Old man, I suddenly feel something is wrong. Will something big happen?"

"Can you change anything?"

"..." Leonard was choked by this sentence.

"When you have no power to change things, just be an ordinary person."

"Old man, from your tone, is something really going to happen?"

"The earth will be in war."

"When?"

"No later than a year."

Leonard was silent, and he suddenly felt that what the old man said was right.

He knew that these things could not be changed.

When Leonard sighed and prepared to rest, there was a knock on the door.

He got up and opened the door.

Outside the door was a clergyman from the church, who said that Archbishop Anthony had something to ask him.

Leonard's bad premonition became stronger and stronger, and he hurried to the church.

Under the bright candlelight, every detail of the church's carvings was reflected. Archbishop Anthony stood in the center of the empty church with a small note in his hand.

When Leonard arrived, Archbishop Anthony handed him the note in his hand.

After taking a deep breath, Leonard spread out the note.

"The situation in Bansy Harbor has changed! Klein's whereabouts are unknown!"

The handwriting on it was a little messy, obviously written in a critical situation.

After taking a deep breath, Leonard clenched the note and said calmly: "The bishop called me here tonight, is it to ask me to go to Bansy Harbor to help?"

"Someone has already gone to deal with this matter." Archbishop Anthony looked at Leonard, whose face was a little wrong, and paused for a few seconds before saying: "You have a good relationship with Klein. If his family asks about it in the future, you will explain it."

"It's just that his whereabouts are unknown, not that serious. I believe in Klein's good luck. He will definitely come back alive, and the goddess will definitely point out the direction for him to return."

"Praise the goddess."

Archbishop Anthony said nothing more, and Leonard dragged his heavy steps back to his room.

Lying on the bed with weakness all over his body, he took out the note and looked at it for a few more times, and then sighed deeply.

No wonder he suddenly felt uneasy today, it turned out that Klein was in trouble.

According to the tradition of the Night Watchers, generally writing whereabouts unknown can be assumed to be dead.

But he didn't believe that Klein would die so easily. In Tingen, under the control of Ince Zangwill's script, Klein could survive safely.

Can a Bansy Port be more terrifying than Ince Zangwill and 008?

And the people responsible for handling the Bansy Port incident this time are Greystee and members of the Storm Church.

With Klein's cautious nature, he would not let himself go into danger. This situation must have happened because of other accidents.

"Old man, I want to go to Bansy Port."

"It's best to stay away at this stage."

Leonard's expression moved slightly, "Is there really a great danger there?"

"Hehe, do you think you can change anything?"

Leonard was completely silent. The old man always said this sentence, but he didn't care.

Now he really understood how heavy this sentence was.