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But can that person really see the old man's existence?
He didn't believe it.
If the old man's existence was so easy to see, he would have been arrested and tried by the archbishops of the Church of the Night Goddess.
Klein frowned and asked, "Are there extraordinary factors?"
"After my investigation, he probably saw too much content that he shouldn't have seen, and that's why he went crazy and died violently."
"Have you recorded his predictions about the future during this period?"
"Only some, not all collected."
Klein asked him to tell him the future prophecies he knew to see if there was any meaningful information.
Soon, the Beyonder handed the organized document to Klein and said, "Most of this is nonsense, especially
Be careful not to be influenced by the following words. "
After Klein nodded, he, Leonard and others began to open the document.
"I saw a heavy fog blowing across Backlund. Many people died, died, all died!"
"I saw a ghost ship passing through the storm's hold!"
"I saw meteors falling from the sky!"
"I saw a big explosion in the nursing home!"
"I saw someone hiding behind the shadows!"
……
"Ah! My eyes saw it, and I saw the sun burning brightly!"
"I saw the stars twinkling all over the sky!"
"I saw the sky split open!"
After watching it, Klein and others looked at each other with different feelings.
Even though it looked crazy, it was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
But no matter how strange his eyes were, he still couldn't see so many things in the future, let alone predictions.
These so-called future scenes are more like hallucinations produced by a person on the verge of collapse.
When people are about to die, they can sometimes see a different world.
"Listening to his description, the world in the future will be really troubled. Haha, if the sky is torn apart, then won't the people living on the earth be about to die?" The extraordinary person from the Church of Storms obviously does not believe this. The so-called prophecy.
Extraordinaries who can accurately predict these things are definitely far beyond their imagination. A half-Extraordinary who only has abnormal eyes does not have this ability, even if he pays the price of death for it.
Leonard also believes that it is not that easy to peek into the future, let alone make an accurate prediction.
Among these words, it would be great if one prophecy could be confirmed.
"He said that there will be an explosion in the nursing home. Whether it is true or false, the dean here needs to be reminded to make corresponding preparations to avoid any accidents."
Klein simply gave a few words and did not believe too much in the so-called prophecy.
In this era of extraordinary power, there are always people who will say some strange and mysterious words. Occasionally, after one or two words come true, they will call it a prophecy.
From a probability perspective, as long as you make enough predictions, one or two predictions are likely to come true.
After leaving the nursing home, Leonard wanted to run away, but was blocked by Klein.
"Leonard, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I heard that there is a good Brave Bar. Let's go have a drink at night."
"..."
Leonard was stunned for a while and said subconsciously: "How do you know this Brave Bar?"
"I also heard from others that you often went to that place to drink some time ago."
"That was before. Now I have no interest in that kind of place."
Klein sighed and said, "Okay, then I'll go there alone. I believe the drinkers there should know some of your glorious deeds."
"..."
Leonard's face fell. If he really asked Klein to go there and investigate, someone would definitely tell him the story of his pursuit of a Miss Serafina at the Brave Bar.
If he goes further, he will have to consider whether to wear a mask when going out in the future, because he is really too embarrassed to see people.
"What do you want to know?" Leonard chose to compromise.
"The matter between you and that Baron Hastur Campbell."
"Why are you suddenly interested in Hastur?"
"I think he is very extraordinary and I want to know more about him."
"Ah, okay."
……
At night, Hastur carried Azshara to the second-floor window, pointed at the dark and strange world in the distance, and motioned for her to take a walk there.
Chapter 201 Azshara's First Outing
In Backlund at night, the scattered street lights could barely illuminate a small area near the street corner.
Places like Queens and the West End, where aristocrats and rich businessmen live, have bright lights, but in other areas, many people are reluctant to light up lights, and darkness is the theme song here.
West End, a place where light and darkness intertwine.
"Meow!"
"Snapped!"
In the dark alley, three stray cats were fighting for the food in the trash can, and accidentally knocked over the trash can.
The food in the bucket rolled out, including some remaining slices of bread and ham. If you were lucky, you could also taste a few pieces of steak that had not been chewed cleanly.
Just as three stray cats were fighting for food, above the alley, on the roof of the house, a kitten with black hair and blue eyes calmly jumped between the roofs with elegant steps. .
When passing by here, it stopped and looked down at the three stray cats below who were fighting for food.
Like a queen, it is reviewing its citizens.
"Meow?"
The three stray cats just let out an unexplained meow and then continued to fight for food.
During the day, they are no match for those homeless people. Only when night falls can they gain an advantage in the fight for food.
This is an opportunity for them to fill their stomachs more easily.
Azshara did not stop, but followed the roof of the room and jumped from this room to the roof of another house.
As Azshara continued to move forward, she encountered two stray cats preying on rats that had just emerged from the sewers.
Its eyes were slightly bright, staring at the mouse that was constantly dodging along the corner, and its claws were scratching gently, giving it an itchy feeling.
But after just staring for a while, it lost interest because the mouse was held in the mouth of one of the stray cats and flew away.
The light of the crimson moon shines down, and everything is peaceful in the middle of the night.
At such moments, the animals that bark the loudest and happiest are dogs, stray dogs.
They are more aggressive than stray cats digging for food in trash cans. Especially some stray dogs that are already dizzy from hunger will not only imitate cats in hunting mice, but sometimes cats are also their prey.
Some of them walk alone in the streets, and some are in groups in small alleys.
This is a dangerous small group. Sometimes lone people will be frightened and leave quickly when encountering them.
In addition to looking for food, they are still looking for food. This is the reason why most animals emerge and walk in the streets and alleys late at night.
Azshara walked around and found it boring, so she lay down on the roof to rest for a while. But after just lying down for a while, she stood up and fluffed out her shiny black hair that was wet with late night dew.
The environment here is not as warm and clean as at home. The more it hangs out, the more it misses its cozy and fragrant nest.
"Meow."
Azshara wandered around for a while, then ran and jumped in the direction she came from.
The body is as light as a feather, and it can jump a long distance every time it jumps.
When she saw the familiar house appear in her sight, Azshara meowed softly and quickly came to the window on the second floor, but
Instead of going in immediately, he stayed in the shadows and looked inside through the window first.
After waiting for a few minutes, when he saw Hastur's figure appearing in front of him and extending his hands to him, it jumped in from the window.
Jumping into the air, he was picked up by the soft flesh of the back of his neck and lifted up.
"Go take a shower first."
"Meow?"
"I asked you to go out and try to hunt, but you just came back after wandering around."
Hastur flicked his finger on Azshara's head. After Azshara left just now, he also followed behind as a spirit body to prevent any accidents.
I originally thought that Azshara would behave as an assassin out of nature and the influence of the assassin's potion, but it just circled around the area and came back.
After coming back, he also knew how to watch outside for a while, and then came out from the shadows when he appeared.
"Meow."
"Okay, let's take a shower first, and I'll teach you slowly later."
Hastur carried Azshara out of the room.
……
Saturday morning, Aster Manor on the outskirts.
Gray Lint got off the carriage and looked at the large manor in front of him. He couldn't hide his surprise and said in confusion: "Hasta, you Campbell family actually left such a large manor?"
"Is it that surprising?"
"Well, your father is so famous that I thought he had sold out all the valuable things in your family."
Graylint was a little embarrassed to mention the bad rumors about Voltaire in Hasta.