Chapter 459 Sharon: So, was my home robbed?

Chapter 459 Sharon: So, was my home robbed?

"Are you back?"

"Yes, I am."

"Where is Miss Audrey?"

"She's back in Backlund."

"Is the trip exciting?"

"Not bad."

The brief conversation took place in a house in the Hastur family's castle in the countryside.

Sharon didn't like the hustle and bustle, so after Hastur and others left Pnin Port, she took Azshara back to the castle to live.

In the bright room, the dim light of the setting sun gradually seeped in. Sharon looked out the window with her back to Hastur. The hem of her black court dress swayed gently in the breeze.

After a few short words, Sharon stopped talking. Hastur took out various dried fish dried on the Hope and fed the greedy Azshara, while asking about their lives during this period.

Azshara just rolled her eyes at him, buried her head and picked up a few small pieces of dried fish and left the room, leaving Hastur and Sharon alone.

"Let's go to the spirit world." Hastur walked to Sharon's side.

"What?"

"Go see your teacher."

"Then what?"

"Discuss something with her."

"What?"

"About the lifelong event of her most outstanding student."

Sharon was silent for a while, "Where is Miss Audrey?"

This was the same topic as before. Although Sharon's expression was the same as before, her tone was completely different.

"I will go to Backlund in a while."

"So, was my house robbed?"

"???"

Such words came out of Sharon's mouth, making Hastur stunned in an instant. He said with a strange look: "Sharon, where did you hear this from?"

With Sharon's temperament, how could she suddenly say such a straightforward thing?

Does she know the real meaning of this?

"Roselle's work."

"..."

Hastur was silent for a long time, and finally just said: "That's not a serious book, you'd better not read it in the future."

Serious people don't write diaries, and serious people don't write books.

In the end, Sharon still didn't go to the spirit world with Hastur.

…

April 1, some time has passed since Hastur returned to Punin Port.

During the day, he took care of various affairs while inviting Sharon to go out for a walk. At night, he traveled around the Kingdom of Loen as a star container.

Lost people, people who have lost their spiritual sustenance, this is something that the star container accomplishes better than him.

It’s just that the digestion of Sequence 4 potions is not as fast as before. Hastur himself estimates that it will take around the end of the year to completely digest the Lost People potion.

This speed is okay, because with Sequence 3 Enlightened Saint Master and Sequence 2 Star Attendant, he should be promoted quickly.

At night, in the Star Hall, Hastur calmly looked at the Mother Tree of Desire, the Super Star Overlord, the Lamp God, the High Dimension Overlooker, and the Original Hunger in front of him.

At this Star Meeting, he did not express his opinion, but just watched them discuss something in silence.

They were all unimportant things.

The only two aspects that need to be paid more attention to are the entanglement between the Super Star Overlord and the Eternal Blazing Sun, and the chasing game between the High Dimension Overlooker and Amon in the God-Forsaken Land.

Judging from the tone of the high-dimensional overlooker, Amon may have quietly left the God-forsaken Land.

As for the existence of the Feysac Empire and the Mother Tree of Desire mentioned by Ouroboros before, no one mentioned it, which shows that they don't pay much attention to the affairs of the Feysac Empire.

Hastur did not ask them whether the Fallen Mother Goddess and her camp had done anything recently.

After all, her character is that everything is under the watchful eyes of the stars, and there is nothing she cannot observe.

After the Star Conference ended, only the Lamp Goddess looked in a good mood.

It should be related to Bernadette's recent desire to create a pirate kingdom on the sea. No one knows more about this extraordinary path than him.

This importance is enough to make his status in Bernadette rise sharply.

When all the Outer Gods left, Hastur sat alone in the Hall of Stars. After sitting quietly for a while, he entered the body of the Star Container in the form of God's descent.

...

Tingen City, Tingen City at night is quiet and ordinary. Although there are still beggars curled up under street lights sleeping on the streets, the sound of celebration in front of the bar is still loud.

But here it is ordinary and peaceful. In the days when there are no frequent mysterious events, public security issues are just some minor troubles, and the Nighthawks don't even need to take action.

Their daily life now is mostly drinking tea and reading newspapers during the day, occasionally taking on a few small tasks to improve their economic situation. At night, they don't need to be highly nervous and on high alert. They can often sit outside the bar, drink a few beers, and feel that Tingen City has spent another ordinary day.

Dunn is still the captain of the Nighthawks team here. What's different from the past is that there are two new Sequence 9 Beyonders here, and a lucky person who survived a mysterious event.

"This night is great."

Dunn sat at the door of a bar very close to the Blackthorn Company, tasting the beer here, and looked at the two newcomers opposite with a kind face.

Tonight is Saturday, a day when you can relax occasionally.

While drinking and the atmosphere was lively, a new member complained that he had nothing to do recently and could only drink tea and read newspapers every day, which was completely different from the mysterious world life he had envisioned.

Dunne just smiled and told the other party that ordinary days are the most valuable wealth in the mysterious world.

Another new member curiously asked about the big event that shocked the entire Rune Kingdom. They really wanted to hear the captain, Dunne, who had survived, personally tell about the extraordinary event that had been encrypted.

"It's not a good thing to know too much. You must learn to restrain your curiosity."

Dunne shook his head and refused to tell. Although he often forgets a lot of things, there are some things that he will always remember.

Not far away, at a wine table, a middle-aged man who was silently tasting beer here was looking at them with a calm and gentle look.

When Dunne and his friends left the bar, he put down the 2 soles and 2 pence for the wine, got up and left, stretched out his hand to lower the brim of his hat, walked along the street covered by dim lights, and walked through here, step by step to the starting point.

The sky began to brighten, and more and more vendors on the street pushed their goods and appeared, shouting loudly.

"Come, come, delicious fried fish!"

"Fresh and hot oyster soup, drink a bowl in the morning, energetic all day."

"Fresh fish sent from the port, only five pence a piece."

"Small muffins, eel soup with ginger beer."

"Conch, conch, conch!"

The familiar shouting made the middle-aged man wandering on the street late at night feel warm in his heart.

He looked around, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he asked for a fried fish, a bowl of oyster soup, a small muffin, a seared snail and a cup of ginger beer...

He has always been thinking about finding an opportunity to order a portion of all the food on this stall, and today, his wish has come true.

Drinking ginger beer early in the morning is really a bit of a luxury.

After the middle-aged man finished an overly rich breakfast, he asked for a lemon pudding and ate it while walking.

When he passed the street outside the Blackthorn Security Company again, he took off his hat, bowed lightly in that direction, and seemed to say something that only he could hear clearly.

When he put on his hat again, he stopped a carriage, went to the steam train station, and bought a ticket to Backlund.

Backlund, the city of hope, he was going to this city again.

Accustomed to the life of drifting on the sea, he felt that he should return to Backlund to enjoy life.

Well, this time, I will become a nobleman.

What name should I take?

Dwayne Dantes, this name seems good.

As for his identity, he is a mysterious rich man from the Disi Bay who believes in the goddess of the night.

He sold his original land and mines, prepared to come to Backlund to find new opportunities, and had a certain interest in donating the title.

This is just the first layer of identity on the surface. In order to deal with the extraordinary people from the official, he needs to prepare a less glorious identity for himself, so that it is easier to conceal the in-depth investigation of the official extraordinary people.

Because every rich man cannot always be aboveboard in the process of accumulating huge wealth.

An adventurer who secretly went to East and West Balam in the southern continent to struggle for ten years. During these years, he accumulated a considerable amount of wealth through not very legitimate means.

This time he returned to Backlund to settle down in Backlund for the convenience of his retirement in the future.

In Backlund, there are many such rich people, and his double disguise should be enough to cope with daily inspections.

The journey from Tingen City to Backlund will take some time, and he can continue to conceive and perfect his dual identity.

When the patter of rain hits the window, when the gray fog shrouds the direction of travel.

The speed of the steam train slowed down suddenly to avoid slipping in the rain and causing traffic accidents.

Klein put away his thoughts, turned sideways, and looked out of the window.

Outside the window, it is a world mixed with rain and fog, where everything is hazy and blurred.

But vaguely, he saw a long team holding oil lamps, using the dim light to shuttle through the gray fog world.

What was even more strange was that the members of that team were all dressed in yellow clothes, with yellow hoods on their heads, covering their faces. They held an oil lamp in one hand and held a book tightly in the other.

Because of the double cover of raindrops and mist, and the fact that the steam train was much faster than walking, Klein could not see the name of the book clearly. He could only vaguely see the cover of the book, which seemed to be a figure in yellow clothes and yellow robes.

They were like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, they were left behind by the steam train in the hazy world of raindrops and mist.