Chapter 560: The Test from Klein (Part 2)

Chapter 560: The Test from Klein (Part 2)

"I don't like to get along with those people from the Church of Steam who only work hard and have no romantic interest. Besides, I am a believer in the goddess."

Klein found a random reason and rejected Hastur's proposal.

"I don't really like followers of steam either." Hasta smiled gently.

Seeing that it was difficult to detect Hastur's authenticity even with this method, Klein continued to find another specially prepared Roselle diary from the stack of Roselle's diaries.

"Has Mr. Hastur read any science fiction novels recently?"

"I haven't read it." Hastur looked at Klein curiously, wanting to see what medicine he wanted to sell in his gourd.

"I happened to read a few when I had time, and one of them was a science fiction novel based on the artistic creation of Emperor Russell."

Klein said eloquently: "In this science fiction novel, the author mentioned an interesting point of view. He believes that there is another different time and space in this world. The flow of time in that space and time is faster than ours, and it has developed to a The world more than a thousand years later.”

"The author boldly speculates that the far-sighted and all-powerful Emperor Russell most likely traveled from another time and space. Because the development of that time and space was more rapid, Emperor Russell could continue to push our time and space toward the future. develop."

"In this science fiction novel, Emperor Russell did not fall in the White Maple Palace, but returned to the time and space that belonged to him."

"In this Roselle diary, I discovered that Emperor Roselle's magic circle traveled back and forth through time and space. As long as the corresponding rituals are performed, it is possible to open the passage between the two time and space, allowing free entry and exit."

This science fiction novel was not made up by Klein himself. The emergence of Emperor Russell indeed created a good artistic image for later literary writers.

The existence of Emperor Russell is often mentioned in many novels and stories.

The speculation about the existence of different time and space was not made up by himself, but that there really was such a group of people, and they even founded an association to conduct related research.

What he did was just integrate the information to create a true and false science fiction novel.

Hastur's eyes followed the direction of Klein's finger and landed on the magic circle on Russell's diary, and his expression almost became unbearable.

He didn't even know where Klein came up with so many crazy ideas for testing.

This is indeed a magic circle, and it is also a summoning type of magic circle.

The very handsome six-pointed star magic circle can only be engraved on the earth to summon light envoys.

Hastur looked very serious on the surface, but in fact he was slowly regaining his composure. The taste was too strong, so he had to slow down, and his tense cheeks were a bit stiff.

Klein, who was sitting opposite, was briefly explaining the magic of this magic circle to Hastur, while quietly observing Hastur's expression with his peripheral vision.

I saw him looking solemn and sullen, looking at every line on the magic circle very seriously, his eyes almost glued to it.

Such a reaction made Klein a little unsure of Hastur's thoughts.

Does he really know nothing, or is he so scheming that he doesn't reveal any flaws?

"Is this really a magic circle that can travel through time and space?" Hasta's eyes flashed with passion and expectation.

When it comes to acting skills, he has more or less advanced training, which is not false at all. If he wants to use this kind of trick to test himself, he is undoubtedly thinking of himself too simply.

"Of course, this is the magic circle recorded by Emperor Russell for returning to his hometown." Klein continued to use language to lay the groundwork.

Hastur frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Isn't this a ritual to summon some evil gods and demons?"

"..." Klein was silent for a while before sighing: "How could it be possible? This is the magic circle that returns to his hometown."

He deliberately emphasized the word hometown a little bit.

"There is only one magic circle here, and there is no other related introduction."

"Yes, this is where I feel troubled and regretful." Klein said: "The specific method and steps required to draw the magic circle should be recorded in another Roselle diary."

"It's really a pity." Hasta thought deeply.

This matter was revealed. Klein took a deep look at Hastur and knew that he would not be able to achieve results just through such verbal temptations. He decided to change his mind and stay in this castle for the time being. From Hastur, The daily life of the tower begins to be observed.

Details are often the key to success or failure.

Maybe life is an inconspicuous little habit, or a sleep talk that is accidentally leaked in sleep... There are too many places that may reveal Hastur's true identity.

A smile appeared on Klein's face again, and the two chatted easily for a long time on the topic of Emperor Russell, from two or three o'clock in the afternoon to after five o'clock.

The sun seems to be getting longer in the countryside. It's still evening and the sunset is spreading across the sky.

If it was in Backlund and the street lights were not turned on in time, some citizens would complain that night, saying that the street was too dark and they accidentally fell into the river.

"Living in a city like Backlund all year round, I really missed too much of the beauty of life." Klein said with emotion as he looked at the sunset pouring in from the window.

"Yes, I often don't get used to the weather in Backlund. It's simply terrible." Hasta agreed: "But apart from this, there are still many places worth remembering in Backlund."

"I just left Backlund not long ago, and I won't miss it anytime soon." Klein replied humorously.

After chatting for a while, Klein was still sitting on the sofa, with no intention of getting up and leaving. Hastur understood that Klein wanted to slowly waste time with him.

Hasta said in the direction of Butler Neil: "Butler Neil, don't disappoint our distinguished guests at dinner tonight."

"Oh, is it so late already?" Klein stood up quickly, looked up at the wall clock hanging in front of him, and said in a panic and embarrassment: "It's already this time. When chatting with Mr. Hasta, time always passes very quickly."

"I feel the same way." Hasta smiled at Klein, stood up and said: "There is still some time before preparing dinner. I will take you out for a walk. The evening scenery here is a beautiful painting. It is impossible to depict them on the painting without a famous painter."

"Alas, I have been living in Backlund for a long time. I haven't seen what the evening scenery is like for a long time." Klein accurately complained about Backlund's weather.

"This is also the reason why I left Backlund and came to live here."

The two smiled at each other and admired the beautiful evening unique to the countryside along the side path.

The dim sunset light fell on the beech trees, oak trees, maple trees and other trees that were particularly energetic, dyeing the forest golden.

Walking along the carefully selected cobblestone path, step by step into the forest, there was a green meadow on the side, and a few gray-brown mountain rabbits ran out from the depths of the forest and were playing as if no one was around. Behind it, there was a slowly flowing stream passing by.

The stream was particularly clear and bright, and you could vaguely see fish swimming freely back and forth in the stream.

This place is really beautiful, a kind of beauty that belongs only to nature, which makes people relax their tense expressions unconsciously.

"I really want to live here for a while." Klein sighed sincerely.

"As long as Mr. Dawn Donstadt is willing, he can live here for a while at any time."

Klein, who was waiting for this sentence, immediately said: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Hasta."

He didn't even pretend to refuse. Mr. Klein, you are really impatient... Hasta silently complained in his heart.

If I refuse, Mr. Hastur, you just stop mentioning this matter, wouldn't I be even more embarrassed... Klein justified his behavior in his heart.

When the two came back from a small walk, the sumptuous dinner was ready, and Sharon, who had not come downstairs, also came down with Azshara to show up.

"Let me introduce you to you. This is Mr. Dawn Donst, a very wealthy and generous businessman."

Hastur introduced Sharon and Azshara with a smile, and Klein always had a decent smile on his face.

I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that Mr. Hastur deliberately mentioned his wealth and generosity.

"This is my gentle and beautiful wife, Sharon." Hastur looked at Sharon, and then at Azshara, "This is my lively and lovely daughter Azshara."

Wife? Daughter?

Klein was a little stunned for a moment. Although he had a hunch when Miss Sharon appeared here, Mr. Hastur actually had such a big daughter with Miss Sharon?

Then Mr. Hastur must be at least ten years old... Klein was very shocked.

At the same time, he thought of another serious problem. Mr. Hastur and Miss Justice are already engaged!

Is Miss Justice cuckolded?

Or does Miss Justice already know about Miss Sharon's existence?

Marriages between nobles are really complicated.

Klein didn't think about it any further. He suddenly admired Hastur a little.

This is simply a cheating script of a winner in life. No matter in which aspect, he is a bit like a replica of Roselle.

Well, Roselle's appearance is not as good as Hastur.

After a simple greeting, several people began to enjoy the sumptuous dinner tonight.

The rare game from nature, after being cooked and processed by the master chef, is an amazing dish in every aspect.

Klein ate very happily and almost forgot the purpose of his coming here this time.