Chapter 492 The Tarot Club was almost delayed

Chapter 492 The Tarot Club was almost delayed

Backlund, Earl Hall's home.

The setting sun was projected from the other side of the mountain, covering the beech trees, glowing golden, like a piece of gold waving in front of her eyes.

Susie, who was bored and napping on the grass after her books were confiscated, glanced at Audrey who looked at her from time to time and asked for help.

It knew what Audrey wanted to do now. Monday afternoon was an extremely mysterious day for Audrey. She always found excuses to hide in her room or the bathroom alone.

Unfortunately, Mr. Hasta came today, and the two of them were chatting happily. The clock gradually pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon. Audrey wanted to get up and leave halfway and go to the bathroom, but she felt that it was too rude to leave Mr. Hasta for such a long time. She didn't want to pretend to faint in front of Mr. Hasta, so she could only ask for her help.

It didn't start to act immediately, but still lay lazily on the grass until Audrey promised to return the books she had collected. It turned over lazily and stood up.

It walked gracefully to Hasta's feet, raised its hind legs, and prepared to pour a little not-so-graceful liquid on Hasta's feet.

This behavior was very rude, especially for it, but it was a very effective method.

Once it succeeded, Mr. Hasta would definitely leave in one step and end today's meeting.

Originally, it planned to pretend to accidentally hit the corner of the table to make the table tilt, so that the cup of hot tea would fall on Mr. Hasta's clothes.

But it knew that with Mr. Hasta's ability, he would definitely be able to avoid such a small accident.

Audrey's cheeks were flushed. She knew Susie's intention, but she didn't point it out to remind Mr. Hasta. Such willful behavior made her feel that her conscience was being slightly condemned.

But to Susie and Audrey's disappointment, Hasta just stood up from his position and took two steps in Audrey's direction.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Audrey's head, brushing off the yellowed leaves that had fallen from her hairpin at some point.

This action was a bit intimate. Audrey just sat quietly, her face blushing a little, letting Hasta's fingers gently brush her ears.

"Oh, Susie, how can you be so rude in front of Mr. Hasta?"

When Hasta looked back and looked at the golden water stain under his seat, Audrey spoke first, reprimanded Susie, and asked the maid to take Susie away.

"Mr. Hasta, let's leave here first."

"Well, okay." Hasta nodded and looked at Susie who lowered her head and drooped her ears, "Susie, I believe you must not mean it, this is just an accident, isn't it?"

Susie's head drooped even lower, she knew that Mr. Hasta had seen that her rude behavior just now was intentional.

"Mr. Hasta, are you not busy this afternoon?"

"No, I just want to talk to you more."

Audrey's mouth corners slightly raised, but when she thought that it was almost time for the Tarot Club to start, she began to worry secretly in her heart.

Although Mr. Fool said that if something happens, you can postpone your response and go to Gray Mist to attend the Tarot Club later.

Miss Justice has always been a model in the Tarot Club. Being late is a very rude thing for her.

But she couldn't think of any good way to refuse Mr. Hasta.

Alas, if it really doesn't work, she can only choose between pretending to go to the bathroom and deliberately getting her dress wet.

In fact, Susie should have hit the corner of the table on her side just now, and she would definitely not dodge the cup of hot tea.

Although it looks a bit embarrassing, at least it can buy time for herself to attend the Tarot Club.

"Good time always passes very quickly. It should be three o'clock now, right?"

As the two walked along the path, Hasta suddenly said something, and the maid accompanying them reported the exact time, which was only a quarter of an hour away from three o'clock.

There is almost no time... Audrey rarely felt a little anxious.

"Audrey, are you still thinking about what happened to Susie just now?"

"Uh, yes, it was too rude just now. It used to be very well-behaved."

"We should allow it to make some mistakes."

Mr. Hasta, I also want to make some mistakes. You should also understand my difficulties, right?

Audrey thought quietly in her heart.

Hasta looked at Audrey's inadvertent expression and found it very interesting. Seeing that she was in trouble, he couldn't bear to tease her anymore.

"I feel a little tired. Can I rest here for a while?"

"Of course." Audrey's eyes lit up instantly, sparkling.

Perhaps she felt that her words contained too obvious a tone of joy, and Audrey blushed and added: "I am a little tired too."

Soon, under the guidance of the maid, Audrey returned to her room, and Hasta went to the guest room.

Countess Hall had already prepared a special guest room for him at home.

As soon as she returned to her room, Audrey quickly found an excuse and asked the maids to wait outside the door. She looked at the wall clock. Fortunately, the hands just pointed to three o'clock.

She had just laid down on the bed and hadn't even pulled up the quilt when she heard the familiar voice of Mr. Fool.

"Mr. Fool, good afternoon"

Today's Miss Justice was still so perfect.

Audrey looked at the Tarot Club with a guilty conscience. She almost missed the Tarot Club because of love.

Fortunately, everything was perfectly resolved.

…

After finishing this week's Tarot Club, Audrey hummed a little tune, got up from the bed, turned a beautiful circle in front of the full-length mirror, and then opened the door. She did not see Susie. The maids said that Susie was in Mr. Hasta's room.

She thought about it, went to the kitchen to ask for a dessert that Mr. Hasta liked, and then came to Mr. Hasta's room.

Before she opened the door and went in, she heard Mr. Hasta and Susie talking in a low voice.

"Oh, Susie, we should be considerate of Audrey. Everyone should have their own little thoughts. This is a legal right."

"Woof."

"Do you want to say whether Audrey can fulfill the promise she made to you just now?"

"Woof."

"I think she will. She won't blame you so much, even if you really messed up things just now."

Hearing this, Audrey's face turned red, and she almost covered her face with her hands and turned away.

What I instructed Susie to do was known by Mr. Hasta. How should I face him?

At least not today.

Audrey looked at the desserts that had been served, took a few deep breaths, and then asked the maid to knock on the door and go in.

The maid put the desserts away and left. Susie also showed an expression of understanding, left the room consciously, and even urged the maids to close the door.

"Mr. Hasta..."

Audrey was like a little girl who had done something wrong, uneasy.

If Susie was also in the room, she could open the topic and break the silence by scolding Susie.

But Susie had already cut off this possibility, and now she is getting smarter and smarter.

She almost doubted whether Susie's mistake just now was a real mistake?

...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hasta left Earl Hall's house with satisfaction.

Audrey, shy and guilty, finally sat on his lap and fed him the bowl of sweet soup as an apology.

This made Hasta wonder whether he should choose Monday afternoons to visit in the future. After all, teasing Audrey like this is a very interesting thing.

It seems a bit unfair to Audrey... But thinking of Audrey's shy and cute appearance just now... This can also be regarded as a kind of interest.

At night, Hasta sat in the study and began to read the spoils he got last night, the entire content of the Fool Tarot card, from Sequence 9 Fortune Teller to Sequence 0 Fool.

He originally just wanted to make an attempt to see if he could use the time spell to locate the foggy town so that he could observe it in the Hall of Stars.

The result of the attempt was very vague. The authority of the Goddess of Night there was very great, and the attention was very high. He could only roughly sense what Klein encountered, and other aspects were covered by the darkness.

When he sensed that Klein saw An Banyu sitting on the ancient chair, he tried to take away the Fool Tarot card while the power of the spell had not disappeared, satisfying his desire to collect twenty-two tarot cards into a set.

After all, since he came here, he always felt a little bit of loss if he didn't take something away.

But in the end, he was still interrupted by the Goddess of Night. Otherwise, An Banyu would not have stopped his behavior. His condition was really bad.

After reading the contents of the Fool Tarot card, Hasta tapped the table lightly with his fingers. He was thinking about whether to reveal the news he had learned to Klein.

But the Goddess of Night allowed him to enter the Misty Town last night, and her attitude towards him and the Yellow Monk Organization was quite good in the past.

Should I interfere with her show of goodwill and win over Klein?

"Don't worry, just collecting the extraordinary materials of the Trickster and playing digestion will be enough for Klein to be busy for a while."

After solving this matter, there is only one other thing left, Zaratul.

His clone also left the Misty Town and successfully merged with his original body, regaining sobriety and no longer crazy.

It's time to find a better time to knock or scare him.

Should I pretend to be Amon...

Hasta was thinking, and Azshara slipped in from the window, jumped on Hasta's thigh and sniffed, and her small nose moved.

There's the smell of that big yellow dog again!

"Meow?"

Azshara raised her eyes pitifully, and rubbed her cheek against Hastur's thigh.

"What's wrong? I haven't restricted you from eating dried fish recently."

"Meow..." Azshara made a wronged sound.

This problem is much more serious than eating dried fish, and she feels that her status is being threatened.

Originally, she thought that the big yellow dog was stupid, but after really interacting with it for a while, she realized that it was not an ordinary dog.

It was an extraordinary dog, and it took magic potions like itself.

Not only can it talk, but it also likes to read books, work hard, and is very good at observing words and expressions to please its owner.

In comparison, it is very lazy. Of course, it is impossible to work hard, and at most it can make a living by being cute.

"Don't think too much, I only have you, a little cat." Hastur touched Azshara's head lovingly.

"Meow." Azshara was very happy to rub her head against Hastur's palm.

But soon, its eyes widened slightly.

The owner only has one cat, but he also only has one dog.

"Meow..." It lay on its owner's lap and fell into melancholy thought.

"Azshara, are you missing Sharon?" Hastur said to himself: "It's been a long time since I last saw her. You know, she always likes to be shy, and then hides in the mirror alone and doesn't come out. ”

"Meow?" Azshara really wants to tell her master that she doesn't miss Miss Sharon that much now, and it's been less than three days since Miss Sharon last left, right?

"Okay, I listen to you. We will pick her up tomorrow and then take you to the spirit world."

"Meow……"

Azshara fell into even more melancholy contemplation.

…

Backlund is still very quiet today, just like the gray weather above his head, silent.

In Qiao Wood District, Leonard was sitting in his office. Just like the gray weather outside, he was struggling with one thing.

Two days ago, someone secretly broke into St. Samuel's Church and touched the inside of the Chanis gate, but the church did not notice anything. This was a serious dereliction of duty, and it disturbed the goddess's sleep.

Archbishop Anthony was furious about this and sent many people to start a careful investigation of the surrounding area.

When he learned about this incident, his first reaction was that it must have been done by an old guy named Dawn Downstad. He went to St. Samuel's Church every day when he had nothing to do, so he must not be holding back any good ideas.

It stands to reason that he should report this suspicious person to his superiors, but the relationship between Dawn Downstairs and Klein is very delicate, and he is worried about Dawn Downstairs' strength, so he has been struggling.

"Old man, what do you think I should do?"

“What do you think distinguishes curly baboons from humans?”

"Looks like?"

"No, it's thinking."

"..." Leonard sighed, "Old man, I'm just afraid that after reporting him, he will report you back."

"I don't need to worry about this." Before Leonard could say anything, another old man's voice came out, "Do you think the goddess of the night really knows nothing about my existence?"

"So that's it."

Leonard thought for a while and decided to talk to Klein first before talking.

However, he could only passively wait for Klein to come to him in his dream.

He no longer had the Insect of Time to pay for the way he entered the dreamland before.

"Hasta should know Klein's specific contact information."

In the afternoon, Leonard wore a black coat and took a carriage to Queens.

"You want to report Shane Downstadt?"

After hearing Leonard's purpose, Hastur almost couldn't help laughing.

Going to Klein to ask if he should report Shane Downstad, doesn't that mean asking Klein to report him on his own?

"Hasta, do you also know that Dawn Downstairs?"

"know."

"Are you familiar?"

"Quite familiar."

"Then do you think I should report him?"

"I think this issue should be left to Klein to worry about. After all, you are so troubled because of him."

At night, the familiar dream appeared again.

Leonard got his wish and saw Klein, the intact Klein.