Mystery: The Return of the Stars

After the three of them talked for more than an hour, Audrey finally understood why Greylint particularly admired Baron Campbell.

His knowledge of mysticism was so profound that even Ms. Fors, who had become a Beyonder, could only be a student who listened to his lectures obediently in front of him.

And she felt that Baron Campbell had a lot of knowledge that he had not yet shared, and his knowledge was as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

"Do you think I should pursue a higher sequence promotion?"

Fors was inspired by Hasta's words.

"Lying down is also a very reasonable way of life, if you don't care about being powerless when facing danger."

"Since it is so dangerous, can lying down and not going out reduce the occurrence of danger?"

"Of course."

Hearing this, the flame that ignited in Fors' heart went out again. She felt that she should just lie down and try not to go out of the door. Safety is the first priority.

"Which Beyonder path is suitable for me?"

It was a little late, and Audrey asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"It's good to be a spectator. This is more in line with your original intention of pursuing an extraordinary world."

"Thank you." Audrey sincerely thanked Baron Campbell for his advice.

Hasta smiled and said nothing. He knew the potion formula of the audience, but he didn't want to tell Audrey at this time, so as not to affect her future direction.

Let her follow the established trajectory, that is the most suitable path for her.

Not long after, Grellint, who had rested for a while, came again. After chatting for another half an hour, Audrey was about to leave.

She couldn't come out too late. Her personal maid had reminded her twice.

Hasta and Fors also used the excuse to end the party tonight, which made Grellint very reluctant to leave.

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Aster Manor.

Marichi came to the vicinity of this large manor two days ago.

He didn't go directly into the manor, but just walked around the area near the manor.

This manor with a magnificent scale, exquisite sculptures, beautiful lakes and a large area, had only two people guarding it when he first came, one was an elderly man and the other was a taciturn middle-aged man.

The two of them guarded the large manor, but did not live inside. Instead, they lived in a small house at the corner.

Every day, the old man either went to the garden to trim branches and do gardening work, or lay on a piece of grass in front of the manor to bask in the warm sun.

The middle-aged man was more diligent. He would carry stones back from the mountains, and then carve his own works in the sculpture garden. He was also responsible for the three meals a day for the two of them.

On weekdays, the two of them rarely communicated. They only talked occasionally during meals, and basically talked about it raining today and it might be sunny tomorrow.

Not long after, a man who looked like a butler came with a group of people. They opened the door of the manor house, went into the house to clean and repair, and also moved a lot of daily necessities.

Maric watched quietly without disturbing them.

From the occasional conversations of those people, he knew that they were the butlers and servants of Hasta's family, so he stopped staring at this place and came to a lake in the forest behind, hiding here temporarily, and there was also a team of zombies with him.

I don’t know if it’s because the vegetation here is dense, but he always feels a little cold, especially late at night.

On the first night, he didn't care too much, thinking that he was a newcomer and was not used to the environment here.

After all, this is the suburbs, and there is a forest outside. It is normal that the temperature is lower than in the city.

On the second night, he felt something was wrong. He was a sequence 6 zombie, and the sequence characteristics had long made him not easily affected by the temperature difference outside, especially the low temperature environment.

On the third night, a cold wind blew in the middle of the night, and even the lake was covered with a layer of light frost, which made him alert.

But he still didn't act easily. He waited silently until dawn, and the sun shone warmly, and then he led his zombie team to explore deep in the forest.

In order to prevent anything bad from happening, he let two zombies explore the way in front, keeping a safe distance of about 50 meters from himself and other zombies.

Always vigilant, he explored deeply, and except for finding signs of human activity in the depths, he didn't find any other problems.

The forest here is connected to more than one Aster Manor, as well as the manors of other nobles, which can be regarded as a shared forest park.

It was normal to have traces of human activities, and he even avoided two waves of noble teams that had nothing to do and went into the forest for hunting and adventure.

After searching without results, he returned to the lake and dug a pit to bury the zombies in the soil to avoid being easily discovered.

On the fourth night, the sky was cloudless, the moonlight was just right, and the temperature in the forest was exceptionally cold.

The zombies that were originally buried in the deep pit made a scratching sound.

Maric, who was not sleepy at all, immediately discovered the abnormality of his zombie team. He looked into the deep forest and frowned. This was the first time he encountered such a thing.

Faintly, he heard the sound of a whistle in the depths of the forest, very light and cold, as if a tentacles stretched out from the bottom of his heart and kept scratching his heart.

He didn't dare to explore the secrets in the forest casually, so he could only try his best to suppress his zombie team and prevent them from being affected.

Fortunately, this place was a little far from the place where the whistle was blown, and the zombies were affected to a limited extent, and he could still suppress them alone.

It lasted for about two hours before the whistle sound in the deep forest disappeared completely, and the living corpses became quiet and lay obediently in the pit.

Maric was silent for a long time, but still did not choose to stir up trouble. If something happened again, he would be in trouble.

On the fifth day, Maric finally saw Hastur's figure getting off the carriage.

Seeing that there were a lot of people nearby, he didn't go to disturb them, and planned to wait until the night was quiet before reminiscing with Hastur.

At the gate of Ziyuan Manor, Hasta looked at this large manor and was stunned for a while.

Butler Neil told him before that the manor was very big, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

The garden area in front of the door alone is twice the size of the house he lives in now, and there is also the artificial lake, with fountains surging and water dripping everywhere.

On the right is the sculpture garden. From this position, you can vaguely see that it is definitely not small. I heard from Butler Neil that there is now a sculptor who is responsible for carving here.

The sculptor has been paid.

Although he didn't quite remember the glorious moments of the Campbell family, he was certain that this manor was rare even among the entire great nobility.

To be able to survive in the hands of Voltaire Campbell, a gambler, the old butler must have put in a lot of effort.

"Close to here is the manor owned by Earl Richard, and further away there is a manor belonging to the royal family..."

Butler Neil patiently introduced Hastur to the nearby nobles so that they would not be unfamiliar with them.

Hastur walked into the manor while listening.

Passing through the garden area, Hastur met the old man responsible for guarding the place. He was the cousin of the old butler and a member of the Campbell family who was loyal to the family.

He was not young and was ill, so he took the initiative to stay in the manor and take on the job of guarding the place.

Originally, there were more than forty people in the manor, including maids, workers, chefs and other positions. However, before the original owner was about to hold the resurrection ceremony, he fired these people, leaving only the sculptor and the old man who had not completed the sculpture work. companion.

When the old man saw Hastur, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face and he said, "It's great that the Campbell family has finally welcomed its true heir."

Hastur couldn't help but sigh, how disappointing the original Voltaire Campbell was.

"The old butler has been very kind to me. Regardless of the future glory or decline of the Campbell family, your future will be taken care of by the Campbell family." Hasta made a solemn promise.

"Yes, the glory of the Campbell family will once again shine through the entire Loen Kingdom!"

The old man looked very excited, and Hasta quickly gave him a hand to prevent him from slipping and falling.

Hasta looked at Butler Neil aside and said, "In the future, we will recruit a family doctor."

"OK."

Butler Neil understood the meaning of Hastur's words, which was to hire a dedicated doctor for the old man in front of him, who would be responsible for taking good care of him so that he could spend his old age peacefully.

After chatting for a while, Hastur asked the old man to go down to rest first and asked someone to prepare a large room for him in the house.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Hastur enjoyed a belated dinner in the manor.

He originally wanted the old man to have a meal with him, but the old man refused. He didn't force him, he just asked someone to prepare another suitable food for the old man.

After eating, Hastur did not go upstairs, but went out for a walk around the manor alone.

Before coming, Miss Sharon had told him that Maric had already come to stay near the manor.

Sure enough, when no one was around, Maric emerged from the bushes.

"Tsk, they say your Campbell family has declined, but this large manor alone is enough to sell for a sky-high price."

Maric patted the grass clippings and leaves on his body and joked with a smile.

According to his estimate, this large manor could be sold for tens of thousands of gold pounds at least. The location and environment here are very good, and the people living nearby are also big nobles, and even the royal family.

It is a manor that even rich people may not be able to buy.

Hastur smiled and replied: "The Duke Negan family is the real noble family, and they live in the castle."

Although times have changed and technology has advanced, some things have remained.

For example, the castles of the old era were the configuration of a truly great noble.

Today's times are different. Most members of Duke Negan's family live in Queens and enjoy a convenient life. The symbolic significance of the castle to them is far greater than its residential function.

Because this thing is usually built in the territory, a noble with a castle in his territory is equivalent to a king.

That is the real great aristocracy, and the current Campbell family is still far from it.