Chapter 409: Soul Home (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

This last sentence is the key point.

It turned out that he was angry because he couldn't eat ice cream, and those who didn't know thought that Will was bullying him because of his bullying, which made Will complain in tears like this.

"Is it hard to get rid of?"

"The stupid snake is determined to waste time with me in Backlund this time. It's really annoying. I really want to find a pot to stew him into snake soup."

When Will was angry, he conjured up a piece of ice cream in his right hand and took a few licks of it happily.

Seeing that the child is greedy, he can only satisfy his little wish to eat ice cream in his dreams.

Hastur felt funny, "How do you want me to help you?"

"Find something to lure him away. His IQ is not high. You just need to find a suitable reason for him, and he will stay away from Backlund."

"How about a divine visitation?"

"..." Will's eyes widened, and after a while he muttered softly: "Although it's a bit risky, it's not impossible."

"Will, in order to have a bite of ice cream, you would rather trigger a divine attack?"

"Didn't you say that yourself?" Will turned sideways with a guilty conscience.

After teasing Will, Hastur already had some ideas on how to lure Ourolius away.

For Ourolius, apart from Devouring Will, a competitor with the same path, the most worthy of attention is the True Creator.

All it takes is a little movement from the True Creator to draw his attention away from Backlund.

The Star Container is the best choice to accomplish this.

It just feels like it’s not worth it to go through all this trouble just for a bite of ice cream.

Perhaps aware of Hastur's thoughts, Will said with a serious face: "That's more than just a mouthful of ice cream, it's my spiritual food, it's my second life. Now, my life is being threatened, how can I still..." Isn’t it worth your while to save me?”

"Are you mercury snakes greedy?"

"Nonsense, haven't you heard of the adjective "snake"? Will said very plausibly, with a little pride in his words, even with his hands on his hips.

"I will try to help you lure Ourolius away." Hastur thought it would be wiser to give up discussing this issue with Will. "I also have a question to ask you..."

After listening to Hastur's story, Will walked around Hastur twice before curiously asking: "Who said that the place where the soul belongs must be the hometown?"

"Some people leave their hometown where they were born and raised, and they are like wild horses running wild, running so fast that they can't wait to be far away from their hometown."

"Some people are focused on money and power, and the destination of their hearts is gold pounds or crowns."

Will discussed the issue of spiritual destination with Hastur very seriously. In his opinion, the specific meaning of spiritual destination should be the place that the heart longs for most, not just the hometown.

After hearing this, Hastur also understood that the people who have lost their homes do not refer to those who have lost their hometown, but those who have lost their spiritual home and have nowhere to rely on.

It's like taking away the most important piece of your soul.

For Emperor Russell in his later years, his spiritual destination was his hometown.

Once people get old, it is easy to miss the past.

The older you get, the harder it is to leave your hometown. The closer you are to death, the more you miss the place where you were born.

But for myself, it's not necessarily the case.

After all, I have not been in the mysterious world for a long time. I am just like a worker who has been working outside for a year and a half. Although I miss my hometown, I am not that attached to it.

"You need to find the answer to this question yourself. Others can only give you some suggestions and cannot really help you."

As Will spoke, he stood on tiptoes and patted Hastur's shoulder sincerely.

"So your soul's destination is ice cream?"

"..."

Will's facial expression froze, thinking about it carefully, it was indeed like this.

Ice cream can be the home of the soul...it sounds too childish!

"Don't feel ashamed, after all, you have always been like this."

"..."

Will turned around silently, and finally told Hastur to lure Ourolius away, and then slipped away.

"Where is the destination of my soul? Will it be the place where I was first born? Or in the Hall of Stars?"

Hastur continued to be lost in thought. This question had a bit of a philosophical flavor. It was easy to think too much but only get a lot of painless groans.

Backlund, who had been lingering in Ourolius, where Backlund refused to leave, was walking on the street like a normal person.

Destiny will attract each other, especially at their level, the instinct of aggregation attracts them to each other all the time.

Although this attraction can be blocked, it becomes increasingly difficult to block it over time.

He really couldn't find any trace of another mercury snake, but a voice in his heart told him that he was very close.

Unless the other party suddenly left Backlund, if he kept wandering around, he would surely catch the loach that was good at hide-and-seek.

As for Backlund's divine descent, I am afraid that only the God of Steam and Machinery is watching here, and He is the true God who least needs to worry.

As He continued walking slowly along the street, he suddenly sensed that someone was trying to enter the Lord’s resting place.

Ourolius frowned slightly, as if he was making a decision, but finally sighed and chose to leave Backlund.

Backlund is still the same as before, nothing different.

Three days later, Ouroboros appeared in Backlund again and searched for Will carefully, but still found nothing.

During this time, He had been hiding in the dark, trying to take the opportunity to fish out Will, but to no avail.

He wandered around Backlund for a few more days before leaving Backlund and returning to the God-forsaken Land.

In a rented house where ordinary people live, Will was lazily lying on the sofa, comfortably enjoying his long-lost ice cream companion.

It was easy to see through the thoughts of the stupid snake Ouroboros, whose IQ basically said goodbye to the possibility of using wisdom.

According to his estimation, Ouroboros should return to Backlund again in a week.

During this time, he can finally enjoy ice cream to his heart's content.

"Has the help not arrived yet?" Lennart Augustus said weakly while lying on the hospital bed.

This time, the reason for his illness was not accident or coincidence, but a long-term illness.

After a series of accidents and coincidences, his body was already exhausted. Even if there was no accident as a push, he himself might fall down like this.

"The latest news is that you should wait a little longer."

"Haha, wait a little longer? Waiting to take back my urn?"

Lenaert Augustus waved his hand in disgust, signaling them to leave.

Is the first thing my brother did when he ascended to the throne of king to pave the way for him with my life?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Outside the ward, Alfred was silent for a long time, and finally chose to leave.

Being scolded by Audrey made him want to resign from Prince Lenart and leave, but seeing the pitiful experience of Prince Lenart lying on the bed, he couldn't bear it and could only continue to handle related matters for him.

Two days later, Lenart Augustus, the new Grand Duke of South Wales, who was depressed, died on the bed in his villa.

"Prince Lenart is dead?!"

Alfred was shocked when he received the news, and hurried to the villa where he was, only to see Prince Lenart's body covered by a white cloth.

"We need to report to the king and ask him to avenge Prince Lennart!"

"Prince Lennart did not die of natural causes but was killed in secret!"

"Poor Prince Lennart is not even thirty years old yet!"

Alfred stood aside, listening to the indignant accusations of Prince Lennart's cronies, especially the name of Earl Hasta Campbell mentioned many times in their words.

He knew that another big storm was about to set off in South Wales.

...

In Pnin Harbor, Hasta also received the corresponding news within a few hours of Lennart Augustus' death.

In the study, Caius stood aside, trembling slightly. This was the first time he messed up something.

"Tell me, how did he die?" Hasta rubbed his eyebrows lightly, feeling a little headache.

He has been busy with the promotion of Sequence 4 Lost Homelander recently, and has no time to pay attention to what is happening outside.

In his original plan, the accident and coincidence against Lennart Augustus was just to cover up the blank time when he went to Intis.

After he came back, Caius stopped targeting him, but he didn't expect that Prince Lenat would die so soon.

This would undoubtedly make Backlund focus on him.

It had only been a short time, and two Grand Dukes of Southwell had died in succession. He was the most suspicious and could not withstand any investigation.

"He died of natural illness. It should be because his body was too weak and he became ill due to worry."

"Didn't you fail to grasp the measure?"

"We have always followed your arrangements and never thought of killing him." At this point, Caius said with an ugly face: "It is not ruled out that this is a chain reaction."

Hasta thought for a while, then let Caius leave and went to investigate the matter.

"Backlund should be very lively now."

Hasta whispered, and then his mind drifted to the matter of the lost people who were promoted to Sequence 4.

As for this matter, it was just a small setback, but he didn't like this kind of trouble outside the plan.