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"As for the one who came to me... that Amon, all the Time Worms on him belong to me."
"What do you think?"
Leonard and Klein looked at each other, both feeling that they were taking too much advantage.
In tonight's battle, the two of them basically didn't contribute much. The one who made the plan was Palles, and the one who contributed a little was Will. They basically just watched.
Of the thirteen left in Berklund Street, most of them should belong to Hastur. It would be a very good reward for the two of them to have three Worms of Time each.
"You have no objections, it's settled."
Hastur sent the twelve Worms of Time directly to Leonard and Klein through Will's dream.
"Amon, as the mischievous king of angels, even if he cannot know what happened to Backlund from the secret tonight, he will definitely pay special attention to Backlund afterwards. You should be careful."
After giving a reminder, Hastur left the dreamland created by Will.
Leonard and Klein have a close relationship. The blasphemer Amon, a king of angels, may be guarding outside Backlund. Just thinking about it makes people feel scared.
Especially Lun
Nader, ever since he knew the food chain relationship between the old man and Amon, when he walked on the street, he was afraid that Amon would look at him in the crowd.
After the dream ended, Hastur checked the time. It was after eleven o'clock. He took a bath first, and then took a carriage to the new stronghold of the Temperance Sect, preparing to pick up Sharon and Azshara.
In order to avoid accidents tonight, he had already asked Sharon and Azshara to leave the house first, so as not to run into Amon who appeared from nowhere.
Hastur, who closed his eyes for a while in the carriage, was soon pulled into Will's dream.
In this dream, there was only Will and himself.
"Where's my share of the loot?" Will pouted slightly, as if he was angry that Hastur didn't give him the Worm of Time.
"Oh, do you need the Worm of Time too?"
"Of course, I am growing and need to absorb a lot of nutrients." Will said very rationally: "And that is the Worm of Time on Amon, which can be used for many things."
"For the sake of the dream you provided tonight, there can't be more than two Worms of Time."
It was a big harvest tonight. Hastur generously gave away two small Worms of Time.
Will blinked, not too little, waved his hand, and left the dreamland.
Then, Will used the same reason to ask for three Worms of Time from Klein, and Leonard asked for two Worms of Time as a reward for providing tonight's dream communication.
The harvest of seven Worms of Time made Will the biggest winner tonight besides Hastur.
On Leonard's side, Pales was still feeling distressed about the two Worms of Time he had sent out. To him, these were the real nourishing food and life-saving medicine.
It's a pity that his role tonight is limited, otherwise he could shamelessly ask for a few more Worms of Time to restore his condition.
……
In Pulitzer Harbor, a young man with black hair, dark eyes, a thin face, and a monocle rode a bicycle and returned to his home leisurely, humming a little tune.
With an obvious smile, he took out newspapers and letters from the mail box. After entering the house, the young man opened the unsigned letter as he walked.
"If we all lose contact in Backlund, this means that this game is getting more and more interesting. Hasta Campbell, what is his true identity?"
"If he is just a pure believer in the stars, he will not be able to solve all of us. What horrifying truth is hidden behind his powerful power and rapid rise."
"I believe you will also be very interested in this issue. After all, we also like to take risks and explore the truth. As for the deal with that paranoid, keeping one's word is not our traditional good character."
"Oh, there is also a favored person of the night participating in it. He is also very interesting. It should be said that everything here is very interesting. If you have time, you can come here in person. You will definitely gain a lot."
The young man slowly burned the letter to ashes, came to the window, tapped the edge of the window with his fingers, hummed a tune, and looked in the direction of Backlund.
After a while, the young man frowned slightly and left the spot instantly, leaving only one sentence, "It's really annoying."
Chapter 488 Amon’s sequelae
"Are you here to see Sharon?"
"Well, to be more precise, I'm taking her back."
"Are you Lord Hastur Campbell?"
"I think there should be no younger and more handsome earl than me in the Kingdom of Loen."
"The last heir of the Campbell family?"
"Perhaps you should call me the Zhongxing Patriarch of the Campbell family."
Under the bright starry sky, Hasta looked around at some of the elderly people in the yard with faces full of vicissitudes of life, and said with a smile: "I am twenty years old, not yet married, and have no bad history in my life. I met Sharon in Two years ago, I spent the New Years with Sharon. She was in good health, had no hidden diseases, and had considerable wealth, enough to live a life without worries about food and clothing."
"Do you guys have anything else to ask?"
Faced with Hastur's sudden calmness and a series of speeches, the temperance elders present looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
There were many questions that they wanted to ask but had not yet had time to ask, but Hastur himself asked them first, which made them feel very embarrassed.
Fortunately, Sharon, who heard the commotion in the yard outside, walked out of the room, took a look at the awkward atmosphere in the yard that was so thick that it was almost caked, and knew that it must be related to Hasta.
Her calm eyes fell on Hastur, and before she could say anything, Hastur came over and naturally held her hand in front of these temperance old people.
"Let's go back."
"Meow."
Azshara, who was squatting on Sharon's shoulder, also echoed.
Sharon was silent for a while, then nodded and said hello, and after a few instructions about the arrangements, she followed Hastur out of the courtyard, got into the four-wheeled luxury carriage, and left the temperance stronghold.
In the carriage, Sharon finally couldn't help but ask what happened just now.
"They just cared about us and nothing else happened."
Hastur smiled and said what he just said to Sharon again.
Sharon resisted the urge to glare at him, took a deep breath, and pretended that what just happened had never happened.
Many of those temperance elders risked their lives to escort her out of the Southern Continent. In recent years, she gathered them in Backlund's stronghold.
Unless their teacher comes out again, they will live a peaceful retirement life in Backlund.
"I understand that elderly people are most concerned about whether their children and grandchildren are happy. I just show them my advantages in all aspects so that they can trust you to me."
Sharon didn't say anything else. She knew that Hastur came to pick her up so late just to expose the relationship between the two in front of everyone in the Temperance Party.
Hastur didn't say anything else. What he was really worried about was that he was afraid that Amon and his clone were hiding in Backlund, so it would be safer to bring Sharon to him.
After returning to the villa, Hastur went to the study again and gave three Worms of Time to Mrs. Lisa who had worked hard tonight.
And asked her to send some members of the yellow monks to monitor any disturbance around them, especially if they see people wearing monocles, they must be vigilant.
……
Böklund Street, Klein
Standing in front of the window, looking at Hazel's house at No. 39 which had been surrounded by night watchmen and police, he sighed silently.
This time when Amon appeared, the most innocent and pitiful people were Hazel's family.
Hazel even saw her dear parents and familiar people transform into Amon one by one, especially the image of wearing a monocle.
From a long distance away, Klein could hear the cries coming from Hazel's complete breakdown. If it weren't for the Beyonders of the Nighthawks who helped stabilize her emotions and put her into a coma, she would have gone insane.
For this kind-hearted little girl, Klein still sympathized with her plight, and at the same time he had a clearer understanding of the bad nature of Amon, the blasphemer.
"I should be promoted as soon as possible, otherwise I don't want to wear a monocle when I meet Amon again."
Seeing that the Nighthawks were cooperating with the police to control the situation in Hazel, Klein lowered the curtains and lay down on the bed, thinking about which day would be more suitable to sneak into the depths of St. Samuel's Church.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly sat upright.
He is now the favored one of the goddess of the night. If he wants the magician's potion formula, does he still need to steal it by sneaking into St. Samuel's Church?
Can’t I directly seek the blessings from the goddess of the night?
Moreover, I had just received the help of the Night Goddess tonight, and I was thinking of sneaking into the church dedicated to her. No matter how I thought about it, it was not suitable.
And Ms. Arianna, she must still be staying in Backlund, maybe temporarily living at St. Samuel's Church.
Under such circumstances, it was basically impossible for him to sneak in and complete the theft.
Klein, who had been thinking for a long time, looked at the time. It was around 1:30 late at night.
The night has not faded away and is still dark and gloomy. It is a good time to pray to the goddess of the night.
Well, it’s time to report the results of tonight’s battle again.
Klein got up from the bed and lit the candles symbolizing the goddess of night and mystery as he had done before when setting up the altar.
"I pray for the power of the night."
"I pray for the protection of secrets."
"I pray for the goddess's favor."
In order to express his piety, Klein used the three insects of time he got tonight as sacrifices to the goddess of the night.
But after waiting for a long time, the goddess of the night did not respond to his ritual.
In the end, Klein only waited for Ms. Arianna, who was wearing a simple linen robe.
Klein glanced at the other party sheepishly and said with a hint of respect: "Ms. Arianna, good evening."
"good evening."
Arianna nodded slightly and glanced at the altar and the three Worms of Time sacrificed by Klein. "The goddess likes the tranquility of the night, although she is very willing to respond to the prayers of believers."
Klein nodded, indicating that he understood this.
"You handled Amon's matter well tonight, but it wasn't enough for the goddess to give the magician the magic potion formula."
Arianna saw at a glance what Klein was asking for, "If you want to change your destiny, you need to work hard for it yourself. The goddess will only give you guidance when you are confused."
Klein understood the hidden meaning of what Ms. Arianna said. She was asking him to continue along the path
Previous planned actions.
Sure enough, the Antigonus family notebook carries his future destiny.
"I understand, thank you Ms. Arianna for your answer."
Arianna just nodded calmly and glanced at the three Worms of Time. "It's best to use the Worm of Time from Amon as soon as possible. As time goes by, the extraordinary characteristics contained in it will gradually decrease."