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This sentence made both Maric and Hastur's expressions stunned.
"He seems to have a bad taste. He likes to watch you get carried away and then be beaten severely."
Sharon came to an empty seat on the right side of Hastur and gave him another stab.
"Hasta!"
Maric stood up and stared at Hastur with an evil look, tending to take action if he disagreed.
"Ahem, don't listen to Sharon's nonsense. You were able to defeat me just now because of your own strength, not because of my betrayal." Hastur hurriedly defended himself.
"Did you just bribe Maric?" Sharon said again to dismantle Hastur.
"...Sharon, when did you come here?" Hastur saw something was wrong and hurriedly changed the subject.
"Haha, Hastur, I think we need to have a good chat."
Maric put his arm around Hastur's shoulders and walked to a nearby room, followed closely by more than a dozen living corpses.
Bang bang bang!
After a fierce collision, Hasta and Mariqi returned to the billiards room.
What was a little different from before was that both of them had some color on their faces.
"The barbarian's fist is really heavy." Maric sighed and rubbed his nose.
"You're actually fighting in a group. Maric, you really have no martial ethics at all."
Hastur was quite resentful about the battle just now. Without using his extraordinary abilities, he was the one who pinned down Maric and beat him up, but he couldn't hold back Maric because there were too many living corpses.
After the interlude, Maric mentioned the business of tonight.
"Recently, many people in Backlund are looking for followers of the stars. There have been more than a dozen tragedies. Among them, several extraordinary people with good strength have died because of this incident."
Hasta frowned slightly and said, "Is the matter already so big?"
"There are many people hiding behind and adding fuel to the flames. They deliberately cause killings just to expand the influence of this incident."
"Aren't they afraid of being targeted by official agencies and the Zhengshen Church?"
"The Seven Orthodox Churches also used the fermentation of this matter to issue huge rewards, also in order to find the believers of Qunxing."
Hastur chuckled and said, "I really don't understand how much magic power the followers of the stars have to allow so many forces to target them."
Maric said in a deep voice: "Sharon and I had received this commission before this incident, but it was later cancelled."
Hasta just thought about it and knew that the commission that Maric and Sharon received came from Bernadette.
The reason for the cancellation is that Bernadette herself is a veritable believer in the stars.
"These messy things shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?"
Hasta was a little confused as to why Maric and Sharon were so solemn. Could it be that they saw something?
Maric's face was solemn and his voice was low: "Originally, it really had nothing to do with you, but recently we discovered that someone is secretly collecting your information."
Chapter 160 The Witch in the Night
Secretly collecting information?
Hastur's first reaction was the Aurora Society where Mr. A belonged and the yellow-robed monks lurking in the dark.
These two organizations have been paying special attention to themselves since they were born, and it is reasonable for them to secretly collect information about themselves.
"Don't you think it's strange at all?"
Maric couldn't understand why Hastur could look so calm. Normally, shouldn't he be curious and shocked?
"It's strange, who is collecting my information?"
"...Your reaction is a bit too fake."
"Is it so obvious?"
Hastur smiled and shook the wine glass on the table. The dark red liquid swirled along the wall of the glass several times.
"We guess that those people belong to the Witch Sect." Sharon said, looking at Hastur with a bit of curiosity and scrutiny.
"Witch Cult?"
Hastur was stunned for a moment. What was the good witch sect doing collecting his information?
I haven't asked them for the assassin potion formula yet.
Maric said in a teasing tone: "Tsk, Hastur, it's normal for you to look like this to attract people from the Witch Sect. I heard that they just like young and handsome men."
"Maric, are you jealous of me?"
"..."
Maric snorted softly and shut up. He was not that stupid to discuss this topic with Hasta, so let Sharon do the talking.
Sharon said in a very calm tone: "The Witch Sect has always been synonymous with disaster and despair. It will never be a good thing for them to find you."
"Maybe they just think I'm good-looking?"
"It's possible, after all, you only have this skin left."
"..."
Hastur thought it was better not to talk too much in front of Sharon, otherwise she would stab her hard every time.
After sorting out his thoughts, Hasta said sternly: "I have not had any contact with people from the Witch Sect. The only one who is more likely is Mrs. Germani. Someone told me that she has some connections with the Witch Sect."
Maric couldn't help interjecting, "Hasta, so you were taken by a noble lady."
"This is a kind of distress, Maric, you are not me, you don't understand what kind of painful experience this is."
"..."
Maric wanted to slap himself in the face, but why did he talk to him like this?
"Aren't you nobles always very open in this regard?" Sharon's tone was as calm as ever.
"Those are other nobles. I have always kept myself clean and have never messed around with men and women. Well, I have mysophobia."
Hastur felt that he needed to clear his name to avoid being misunderstood.
"That's not a problem we need to worry about. You can take care of it yourself."
"If I am really in danger, I will ask you for help."
"I may not have time."
"Sharon, you are so heartless."
Sharon's face was calm, her blue eyes glanced at Hastur, and she said no more.
……
In a luxurious villa.
In a luxuriously decorated room, the bustling room once again became calm.
"You seem particularly enthusiastic tonight?"
"You go."
"Tsk, that's too heartless. It's often said that when a man pulls up his trousers, he won't recognize you, and it seems the same goes for a woman when she puts on a skirt."
"I didn't ask you to come, it was you who insisted on coming to me."
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you on this issue. I recently asked someone to find out about Baron Campbell. He's not bad. He looks very exciting."
There was silence in the room for a while, and then an angry voice sounded: "I don't need you to interfere in my private life!"
"I'm just out of curiosity and don't have many other ideas, but you, on the other hand, can't even seduce a little man. Can your charm only fascinate those old men with big bellies?
Oh, I forgot, you were determined not to embark on the path of a witch at the beginning. Now, do you regret your innocence in the past? "
"roll!"
"Hahaha, you're actually angry! You actually wavered in your past determination because of a man!
You should still remember our family’s admonition: witches die of love! "
"I don't need you to remind me!"
"I'm just afraid that you will embark on a path of no return. After all, I am your sister."
After a pleasant chuckle, the window opened, a figure walked away from the window, and then the window was closed again.
"Baron Hastur Campbell..."
……
The Hall of Stars.
Hastur sat at the head of the long table, his eyes swept over the bright stars, and finally landed on the stars of the high-dimensional overlookers.
The high-dimensional Overlooker who had been staying with Adam was now embarking on his own journey again. His direction was very random, and he had no too clear purpose.
At this moment, He was raising a bonfire in the wild, and he also leisurely collected many thick and tough vines to build a fairly flat vine bed between two big trees.
He tested the strength of the new bed and after confirming that it could support His weight, he turned over and lay on the bed, looking up at the stars.
Leisurely and cozy.
This made Hastur, who had been observing him, couldn't help but sigh: "He really looks like an ordinary human being, not at all the scary side of the Outer God in the past."
After watching for a while, Hastur finally resisted the urge to strike with the whip, looked away, and took another look at the star where the true Creator and Adam were.
Now that Aurora is so actively looking for believers in the stars, this is definitely an instruction from the true Creator.
Since the other party wants to find him, if he has nothing to do in the future, he can come and look at him for a while.
This time Ourolius is no longer with the True Creator, and must be out on business.
Could it be that he ran to Backlund again?
Even Will can't sense him now, and Ouroleus shouldn't be able to detect anything unusual about him.
After staring for a while longer, Hastur also glanced at Adam.
He still stayed in that church, not praying devoutly, but looking out the window, not at the stars, but at the distance.