Chapter 87: Chapter 87: A Fateful Encounter with Bernadette
Chapter 87: A Fateful Encounter with Bernadette
"Shouldn't this thing still be on the third floor of the previous house? Who is the unscrupulous person who sent this here?
They even deliberately put a layer of iron box outside the golden box, quite scheming indeed!
What guidance of fate? Isn't it just someone messing around in the shadows?
He didn't believe for a second that the golden box made its way here on its own.
Hastur was bombarded with various thoughts for a while, and after a good moment, seeing that the golden box seemed to have no abnormalities, he gradually regained his usual calm.
Since this thing has been delivered to his hands, he could no longer turn a blind eye to it.
But he didn't want to open the golden box, preferring to let it remain sealed.
As for who sent it, it was no longer important.
The less he cared, the more anxious the people in the shadows would become, and sooner or later, they would show themselves.
Hastur covered the golden box with the iron box again and tied it up tightly with packing straps.
He prepared to take this thing to the third floor, to place it in an uninhabited room.
Let's see what trouble it can stir up.
Hastur originally wanted to call the servants outside to put this thing away, but then he thought it better to do it himself.
In case of any accident, he would be able to handle it promptly.
Carrying the packing straps, Hastur went up to the third floor, found a sunlit room, placed it in a drawer, and locked it up.
After all this, he returned to the second-floor study, took out paper and pen to write and draw, sorting out his thoughts, then burned the content he wrote.
…
In the afternoon, Hastur sat in front of the window, basking in the breeze, flipping through a book in Giant's language.
"Lord Baron, someone has sent a gift."
Butler Neil knocked on the door, his voice clear and unmistakable.
More gifts?
Hastur's face changed slightly. Was he at odds with gifts?
Just this morning, he had opened two gifts, one revealing a war badge of extraordinary item, and the other was the golden box.
Both looked very precious, but in reality, they contained dangers.
"Bring it in."
Hastur eventually closed the book, letting Butler Neil bring in the gift.
"This gift is from a Mr. Maric."
Butler Neil placed the gift on the table and then withdrew.
Maric's gift, it's rare for him to be so thoughtful.
Hastur's mood relaxed a lot, as long as it wasn't something of unknown origin.
As usual, he first scanned it with spiritual vision, and after confirming there was no danger, he opened the gift.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Maric, but rather a habitual precaution.
Inside the box lay quietly a flower shaped like a baby, its roots like an umbilical cord, with pale yellow petals blooming a small red flower within.
It had a fragrant scent.
Hastur observed for a while before confirming that this was indeed the crying baby flower he had been searching for! "This gift really came at the right time."
Hastur was very satisfied with this gift.
He admired it for a while, then covered the box again and sealed it with spiritual power to avoid affecting the quality of the crying baby flower.
After the joy, he felt something was amiss.
He had long entrusted Maric to help find this thing, but it had never been found.
How could it be such a coincidence that it was found at this time and just right to be sent to him as a gift?
Could this gift have been prepared by Miss Sharon? She must be repaying the favor from the last time he helped her.
The more Hastur thought about it, the more he felt that this gift was prepared by Sharon.
Only Sharon would be so considerate, and Maric, the rough man, would probably notify him as soon as he found the flower.
Now, all the extraordinary materials for Sequence 7 Briber were collected, just waiting for him to fully digest the Barbarian Potion.
Hastur was in a good mood, took out his pocket watch to check the time, it was close to three o'clock.
It was just right to go out for afternoon tea, and perhaps he might encounter something extra on the way to accelerate the digestion of his Barbarian Potion.
To avoid the small probability of encountering Bernadette, Hastur deliberately avoided the Intis-flavored restaurant and went to taste the specialties of Ruenburg.
This country of Ruenburg, worshipping the god of knowledge and wisdom, retained many characteristics of the old era in many aspects.
The same was true for food.
Hastur arrived by carriage, stepping lightly into this specialty restaurant.
He ordered a few specialty dishes, sipping the sweet and sour drink, his gaze looking out the window, enjoying the passersby.
After a while, several dishes were served, and just as Hastur was about to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly spotted the figure of Huang Beibei! She had chestnut-colored long hair, freely cascading down, wearing beige trousers, stepping on a pair of black leather boots, her figure proportioned extremely well.
Many people on the street were stealthily glancing at her figure, but no one dared to approach her, probably because of her strong aura.
Hastur pretended to be nonchalant and withdrew his gaze, his heartbeat accelerating, he took a deep breath to calm down. He wasn't afraid of Bernadette, but he felt a bit guilty because of the recent incident with the Lamp God.
First, he drew the Lamp God late at night, causing Bernadette to worry every night, then he pulled the Lamp God to meet with the Mother Tree of Desire, indirectly facilitating a deal between the Lamp God and the Mother Tree of Desire.
It could be said that this time the divine calamity came to Beckland to cause trouble because of him.
After all, she was the daughter of a fellow countryman, and it seemed not very nice to trick her like this.
With this thought, Hastur felt even more guilty.
He had to focus on the delicacies in front of him, no longer thinking about Bernadette.
But coincidentally, Bernadette also walked into the restaurant and sat not far from him.
When Bernadette's gaze swept over, Hastur tensed up, but continued to eat as if nothing was wrong.
Fortunately, Bernadette's gaze did not stay on him.
Not far away, Bernadette sipped a drink with the flavor of Ruenburg.
Although her gaze did not fall on Hastur, her peripheral vision kept sizing him up.
If her information was correct, it was this Baron Campbell who saved Sharon that night.
Being so young and preparing to advance to Sequence 7 Briber, indeed not simple.
Looking at his appearance, he was quite a match for Sharon.
She wasn't out today specifically for an encounter, just happened to come out to taste food and relax, and just happened to meet Baron Campbell.
This had to be said to be a kind of fate.
Fate, such a thing is really wonderful.
Bernadette stood up and walked straight to the position opposite Hastur.
"Do you mind if we sit together for a while?"
Hastur looked up, showing a proper smile, and said with a smile: "I think no one would refuse such a request from a lady."
In his heart, though, he was screaming: I mind, I mind a lot! "Do you seem to know me?"
Bernadette's gaze was calm, yet seemed to penetrate everything.
Hastur calmly said: "Such a pickup line should be said by me."
"Are you familiar with Sharon?"
Hastur nodded: "Miss Sharon is very kind and lovely, it's my honor to know her."
"You tell me this so frankly because you know I have no ill will towards Sharon?"
"…"
You guys, one by one, are all old hunters with cunning?
So good at setting traps? Can't you be simple and pure for once?
It's tiring to keep playing these mind games.
Hastur muttered a few words in his belly, but still had a smile on his face, "Miss Sharon has always been kind and non-confrontational, unless someone is insane, who would be willing to hurt her."
"What if I'm from the Rose School?"
Bernadette's gaze carried an imposing aura, making it hard to look directly at her.
Hastur tried to remain calm: "I'd rather believe you are Miss Sharon's friend."
"Not a bad judgment, but still too naive."
Bernadette withdrew her imposing gaze, giving a light evaluation.
Heh, you're all a bunch of old folks who have lived for who knows how many years, in front of you, don't I just seem naive?
Huang Beibei, I will find an opportunity to return this evaluation to you.
Hastur's inner thoughts were rich, but he said aloud: "Being simple-minded is not a flaw."
"Perhaps."
Bernadette took another look at Hastur, then prepared to get up and leave.
Before leaving, she said: "We are all friends of Sharon, this time you're treating."
"Of course."
Hastur still maintained a kind and generous smile.
Just as Hastur stood up to pay the bill, another voice came to his ear.
"If he were a normal person, he would definitely ask for my name, confirm my identity, but you didn't, so you already know who I am."
Damn! Huang Beibei, haven't you already left?
Why are you still secretly hiding and observing!
You really have too much free time!
Hastur's body stiffened slightly, muttering incessantly, but
Hastur's body stiffened slightly, muttering incessantly, but his face showed no panic.
"I once saw a poster offering a hefty reward for information about the mysterious queen of the sea."
(End of Chapter)
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