Chapter 547 Guidance from the Light
"Susie, I'm suddenly so angry!"
Backlund, Earl Hall's house, Audrey was looking at Susie with an unhappy face.
"Woof?" Susie shouted cautiously.
"Someone bullied me, will you help me get revenge?"
"Woof!" Susie leaned down at the right time, showing a fierce look with bared teeth.
"Mr. Hasta, it's him who made me unhappy, go and help me beat him up."
"Woof?" Susie wagged her tail and wanted to leave. This couple had to torment her single dog. Is this fun?
Audrey came over, stroked Susie's head, thought for a while and said: "Susie, please write a letter to Mr. Hasta for me, and be a little angry."
"..."Susie looked up at Audrey and said nothing.
"Susie, you just said that you would help me vent my anger."
Unable to bear Audrey's pleading, Susie finally agreed to this matter.
It had also practiced writing letters. It knew that it was difficult for it to write neat handwriting, so it simply practiced simple sketches, using the least amount of ink to draw the most accurate meaning.
When the blank letter paper and ink were ready, Susie stretched out her right front paw, gently dipped a little ink, and then began to draw seven or eight strokes on the letter paper.
"Susie..." Seeing the pattern Susie drew clearly, Audrey's face was strange, and she couldn't help but let out a crisp and pleasant laugh.
"That's it, a very interesting painting."
Audrey affirmed Susie's efforts and blew the whistle Hasta gave her to summon the messenger.
A bird with flaming red feathers opened the passage to the spirit world. Although it looked the same as before, Audrey still noticed that it was different from before.
The body was slightly illusory, and the light in the eyes was not so bright. This should be its clone.
Mr. Hasta even has his own clone for the messenger...
Audrey still put the letter away and gave it to the little firebird, asking it to deliver it to where Mr. Hasta was.
Hastur had told her before that if his messenger was busy, he would help deliver the letter in other ways, but it turned out to be true.
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The Feynaport Kingdom, with the war spreading from the southern continent, has long lost its previous peace and harmony.
The fields full of crops have become the best strategic materials for the invading army of the southern continent, and the rich land has become a battlefield for war horses and artillery.
The ruthlessness of war enveloped the entire Feynaport Kingdom at this moment.
Yinsen City is a town located on the south side of the Feynaport Kingdom. When the war spread, the tenacious resistance of the defenders attracted waves of artillery fire from the southern continent.
The originally prosperous streets were riddled with holes, and the church belonging to the Mother Earth was also burned down by a fire.
When the iron hoof of the war went away, only a dead ruin full of smoke was left.
After nightfall, it was a luxury to light a bonfire for heating, let alone electricity.
In the central square of the town, the mayor who was still alive called the survivors together, and used the planks taken down from the dilapidated houses to build a fire, roasting some peanuts, sweet potatoes and other crops that had just been dug out of the ground to barely fill their stomachs.
No one wanted to speak at this moment, there were only suppressed sobs and the crackling sound of the planks being burned.
Silence, an atmosphere of despair enveloped the place.
The grain that was originally stored in their town for a year had been requisitioned as strategic materials, and after the baptism of war, grain had become their most scarce material at present.
The Earth Mother Goddess who was in charge of reproduction, planting, and life, her devout believers would one day worry about food and even starve to death.
Did the gods leave them, or were the gods now too busy to take care of themselves?
They couldn't think of the answer to the question until someone whispered silently: "Can't the light of salvation cover those of us who have suffered so much?"
The flames in the center of the fire, which were about to go out, suddenly jumped up, and the flames were much brighter and warmer than before, enough to dispel the cold tonight, and even the hunger in the stomach was improved at this moment.
A shadow condensed by pure firelight stood on the orange-red silk carpet paved by the flames.
Is it the gods who are responding to their calls?
The people around who saw this scene, after a brief shock and hesitation, worshiped this figure as the incarnation of the gods.
As the number of people who kowtowed increased, the voices of prayer became louder and louder.
The incarnation of light gently stretched out a finger and pointed to a direction in the night.
They looked in that direction, but saw only a dark night, and there was no one in the suburbs.
When they didn't understand the meaning, the incarnation of light took a step, walked down from the fire, and walked straight in that direction.
The footprints they had walked through left clusters of fireworks, which went from the center of the town to the suburbs shrouded in darkness.
The incarnation of light was very fast, and disappeared from the crowd's sight in the blink of an eye. Only clusters of fireworks formed by footprints were still guiding the direction of the road ahead.
Without the mayor's organization and orders, the crowd spontaneously followed the direction of the fireworks, like a pilgrimage.
When they followed the guidance of the light and arrived at the final destination, it was a cave buried by weeds and rocks.
A dozen strong young men walked out of the crowd and moved the rubble, revealing the cave entrance.
After entering the cave entrance, they saw the food that filled the entire cave, enough for the survivors to eat for two or three months.
With this period of buffer, they can cultivate the fields and plant food again, and they will no longer go hungry in the future.
The incarnation of light, the guidance of light, the miracle of light, appeared in front of people in need on this suffering land, showing a mercy far richer than that of the gods.
Hunger, injuries, hardship, fear and all other negative emotions melted under the pure light.
Some people say that when you have light in your heart, the incarnation of light will appear in any place with light to help you and guide you forward.
Although the light of this star is not so dazzling in the land of chaos and war, it really exists.
When the horizon ushered in the dawn of a new day, the warm sunshine dispelled the cold and despair of last night.
In the Hall of Stars, Hastur took back all his light incarnations, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then stretched out his hand to rub his temples and the position between his eyebrows.
Maintaining too many light incarnations is a matter of great spiritual power and spirit.
He needs to give specific guidance and help to each person who asks for help according to their specific needs.
Sometimes he needs to help people who have lost their homes and lost their way to guide them back home, sometimes he needs to bless and treat people who are injured, and sometimes he needs to use his extraordinary ability to defeat fierce thieves or scattered soldiers...
There are too many things to do, and just being busy all night makes him a little overwhelmed.
"In the future, I can only be busy for half a night, so that I won't be too tired, otherwise sooner or later I will die of exhaustion in the Hall of Stars."
Hastur rested for a while before returning to the real world.
He subconsciously reached out and touched the inner side of the bed, which was empty, and Sharon had already gotten up.
"Just sleep for a while."
Hastur closed his eyes, intending to rest for another hour or two, and accidentally saw an extra letter on the bedside table.
There was a picture of a lying golden retriever on the lower right corner of the envelope. This was a special envelope that Audrey had specially customized for Susie.
Hasta propped up his upper body and poked his head out of the quilt. He stretched out his hand and the envelope flew into his hand.
When he opened it, there was only a pattern on the letter paper, and three thick and long exclamation marks.
After a careful look, the pattern showed an image of Audrey who was about to explode, with only a round head and facial features that seemed to be about to burst, plus the exclamation marks next to it that were full of warnings.
Hasta immediately understood the meaning of Susie's letter. This was Audrey being angry, and this time she was very angry, the kind that was difficult to appease.
Did Audrey know that he and Sharon were going to the Rorsted Islands for their honeymoon?
Or was it because he was busy using the Avatar of Light to play the role of digestive potion recently and had no time to write to her?
Hasta carefully recalled what happened during this period of time and felt that these would not be the reasons for Audrey's anger.
She must be angry about something else, so Susie secretly wrote a letter to warn herself... No, Susie would not summon a messenger alone, this was written by Audrey.
"It seems that I have to go to Backlund to coax my lovely fiancée."
Hasta murmured, got up, changed into a new set of clothes, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went downstairs to have breakfast.
Sharon and Azshara, who had already had breakfast, were strolling in the garden.
Hastur greeted Sharon, pulled a travel portal in the garden, and returned to Backlund.
Azshara wanted to follow secretly, but was caught by Hastur, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and thrown out of the travel portal, almost falling on her butt.
"Sharon's mother, why don't you take care of your man?"
As soon as Azshara finished complaining, she was hit on the back of her head, and Sharon's indifferent voice came over.
"Practice calligraphy this afternoon, practice until dinner."