Chapter 414: Gradually filling in memories

Chapter 414: Gradually filling in memories

As time went by, many figures came and went in the room.

The passage to the spirit world was torn, and first a mature and beautiful blonde woman came, talked to Sharon for a while, and touched her head with heartache.

That day, Sharon's eyes were red for the first time, revealing a fragile and sad expression.

The blonde woman stayed for a long time before leaving, and the days returned to a brief calm.

Then the passage to the spirit world was torn again, and a fiery red bird flew out, chirping, and then landed on Sharon's shoulder, as if comforting something.

The seemingly inconspicuous little firebird was an immortal bird with majestic wings and a huge body in Hastur's eyes, and it also wore a golden crown on its head.

Gray Carrie, the ancestor of the immortal bird, was a spirit world messenger who had signed a contract with him.

To this day, this contract is still in effect, and he can easily drive Him.

But he didn't seem to need Him anywhere. Wherever he looked, he could easily come and arrive, and he didn't need to use other beings to convey information for him.

But Hastur did not tear up the contract unilaterally. He just watched quietly and let time pass.

Soon, it was December 1st, and another Star Conference was held.

During this period, many more people called his name.

It was in a city called Backlund. A man named Leonard had privately mentioned his name, and Maric, Grete, Grellint, Hugh, and Fors had all mentioned his name.

A lady named Audrey was the one who mentioned his name the most among these people, and there was also Susie, the extraordinary dog ​​beside her. They were still writing letters to him, but the letters were only sent to the empty house guarded by Sharon.

From their private whispers and conversations, Hastur gradually pieced together the past when he had interacted with them, but those pasts were vague, and he had forgotten many specific story plots.

The fragmented memories were gathering together bit by bit, and as time went by, the memories recovered more completely.

He recalled many things in the past, but he still just watched quietly, and then held a new star meeting in silence.

At the star meeting, no major events were discussed, but just some trivial things. The only interesting thing was that the original hunger also wanted to send a clone into the real world.

According to him, it was to throw the wishing lamp that imprisoned the lamp god into the stinking ditch, so that he could suffer a little.

For his request, the high-dimensional overlooker expressed his willingness to help, and Hastur also nodded and helped him.

For the outer gods who participated in the star meeting, as long as their requests were not too presumptuous, he was willing to meet their requests.

This is an exchange.

The more you pay now, the more you will gain in the future.

The stars return to their positions, not just an authority.

The star meeting that is held every two months has ended again. Hastur feels more bored and empty inside, and needs new things to fill it.

His time now, in addition to staring at everything in a daze, is waiting for the convening of the star meeting.

Over and over again, monotonous and repetitive.

He should go down and take a walk instead of staying in the Hall of Stars.

He looked down at the real world and began to look for more interesting places. Puning Port and Backlund flashed through his mind, but he still did not choose to go there. Before the past memories were completely pieced together, he did not want to have too many new memories about those people.

In the end, he chose a vast ice field. The scenery there was very suitable for him now.

He appeared on the vast ice field with just a slight thought in the Hall of Stars. Spatial distance did not exist for the Hall of Stars.

What's more, when he was at Sequence 5, he had used the corresponding rules formulated by the Hall of Stars to possess the extraordinary ability of the Apprentice Path.

What the traveler can do, he can also do, and he can go further than them.

The vast ice field, a piece of flying snow, in which it is impossible to distinguish the alternation of day and night, the passage of time, here also loses its original meaning.

When his footsteps came out of the ice field, there was an ice lake in front of him.

The lake has not been completely frozen yet. In the distance, you can vaguely see some tender green grass emerging. This is the border of the ice field.

Standing on the edge of the lake, looking at the clear water, my mind suddenly calmed down.

Hasta sat by the lake, staring at the lake covered by thin ice. There are many big fish in the lake. They are slender, neither fat nor thin. They live in clean places all year round. Their meat should be very delicate and may taste sweet.

Just looking at it, Hasta's stomach began to feel a little hungry. He also forgot when he last ate.

After watching quietly for a while, Hasta's right hand gently brushed along the lake surface. A fish about the same size as him jumped up from the lake, fell beside him, and lay motionless.

Soon, the lakeside exuded the aroma of grilled fish.

The best part of the whole big fish, the belly, was cut into small pieces and eaten raw. The head and tail of the fish were placed aside, and the other parts were used for grilling.

Hasta ate very slowly. When he had finished the whole fish except the head and the tail, the feeling of fullness in his stomach dispelled a lot of his confusion, and his mood improved a lot.

When he continued to walk south from the lake, he came to a seashore with floating ice.

There were many people here, and they were fishing for seals living nearby.

Fishing for seals is a traditional festival that has been preserved here to this day.

Hasta's arrival did not cause much sensation. Many people come here every year to participate in the seal fishing festival.

But the thin clothes and the clothes that were not warm at all still attracted the envy of many people.

The temperature here is very low, especially at night, and urine will freeze.

Most people try to wear warm clothes, such as warm furs of various animals.

The bustle here did not make Hasta stop, but when he was about to leave, someone called him.

He was a middle-aged man with bronze skin, medium build, black hair and brown eyes, soft features, and a small black mole under his right ear.

"Are you from Loen?" The middle-aged man came over to talk. "Your clothes have a distinct Loen style. I have lived there for many years. Except for the poor air quality, everything there is very good."

"Are you Mr. Azik?"

Hasta's mind naturally popped up the name of the man in front of him.

"Do you know me?" Azik looked at Hasta curiously, and the more he looked, the more strange he felt.

He came here alone to fish for seals, but he didn't expect to meet someone who knew him.

Hasta's eyes passed Azik and looked at the people who were busy preparing to fish for seals, "Is life here good?"

"If you don't mind the extremely cold weather here. It's very quiet here, very suitable for a person to relax and be alone. Are you here because you have something on your mind?"

After a brief exchange, Azik had seen the confusion in the heart of the young man in front of him. He seemed to have lost something, and then he was looking for something aimlessly.

At night, there was light snow in the sky, and stars were hanging on the sky, shining brightly, and even the wind and snow could not cover their light.

Hastur and Azik sat in the open air, looking up at the stars and talking.

"The destination of the soul, this is a very good question. I have lost my past memories and have been actively looking for them. Finally, I found my memories back, but found that those memories were not as good as I thought."

"Do you regret it?"

"No, whether it is painful or beautiful memories, only when you find them back can they truly belong to you. Memories, everything in the past, are traces of a person's existence."

Hastur did not continue to answer, but just looked up at the starry sky above his head.

"You should also find your past memories back. There should be no blank in your heart."

Azik patiently enlightened the young man in front of him and told him a lot of stories and experiences about himself.

Late at night, when the light of the stars disappeared, Hastur also disappeared.

"Traveler?"

Azik, who watched Hastur disappear for no reason, was briefly absent-minded. Just now, under his eyes, the young man who was listening to him just for a moment suddenly disappeared.

Azik sat alone for a long time. When the day broke and the noise of people began, he also joined the seal fishing team with a smile.

…

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur still sat quietly, his eyes swept over those who had said his name, and the fragments of memory continued to reorganize.

December 15th, only half a month away from the new year.

In Puning Port, in the room where Hastur was in seclusion and promotion, Sharon stood in front of the window sill, quietly looking at the direction of the harbor street.

It was approaching the New Year, and the people living here began to prepare for the New Year early, which was much more lively and festive than in the past.

Especially this year, the pirates were driven away and the business was booming. As long as the people living here were diligent enough, they could make a lot of money.

"Meow..."

Azshara lay listlessly in front of the window sill, just glanced at the busy street, and then retracted her gaze. Although many stalls were selling fragrant dried fish, they could no longer attract her attention.

Dong Dong Dong.

Someone knocked on the door, and Azshara was too lazy to even look up.

After a while, the knocking stopped, and several letters from Backlund were neatly placed at the door.

There were more than fifty letters that had not been opened.

Caius, who delivered the letter, took a look at the still closed door, sighed in disappointment and left.

Three months have passed since the Earl left.