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Chapter 408: Mr. Fool: The Eternal Blazing Sun Encounters Trouble
The word "hometown" is an extravagant concept for Hastur.
If it refers to the narrow sense of the place where he was born and raised, he certainly cannot return there.
In the broad sense of the word, Backlund is the place where he has lived the longest in this world, but it is not where his heart belongs.
He has never considered Backlund as his second hometown.
Upon reflection, he has never had a place of spiritual solace in this mysterious world.
He always thought of himself as a transmigrator, inherently disconnected from this world.
Where his spiritual home truly is, even he does not know.
Fortunately, he still has plenty of time to ponder this question, or perhaps he has misunderstood the meaning of this phrase.
Hastur stayed in his room until dinner time before stepping out. Aisala, who had been waiting outside, leapt into his arms accurately.
Aisala had already come once before but did not disturb Hastur, who was deep in thought, and instead silently guarded the door to prevent others from interrupting.
"Rare to see you being so diligent this time."
Hastur gently stroked Aisala's head and took it downstairs to the dining room.
Hastur greatly enjoyed eating and savoring delicious food, and Aisala followed his lead, though Sharon showed no interest.
She would typically eat only once a week, consuming very little energy.
This made Hastur seriously suspect that her lack of regular food intake and nutrition might be the main reason hindering Sharon's growth.
Hmm, but Sharon is still very cute as she is now.
If she were as gluttonous as Aisala... it would severely damage her image.
...
In Silver City, Mr. A had already set out on his pilgrimage, accompanied by many residents, including Elder Lovia.
Chief Colin did not oppose this, seeing it as an opportunity for them to interact with the outside world.
Many city-states and tribes live in the Forsaken Land, but due to the monsters in the darkness, they dared not explore freely.
This time, following Mr. A without the harassment of dark creatures might bring a different change to Silver City.
"Prepare yourselves; we will continue to explore Afternoon Town tomorrow."
With Colin's command, Derrick and the others went home to pack their things.
The next day, the Silver City team continued towards Afternoon Town, in the opposite direction of Mr. A's route.
Lightning flashed in the sky, and the dark, lightless world made it impossible to distinguish day from night, let alone morning from afternoon.
Derrick could not tell either; he only became aware of the passage of a week when he heard Mr. Fool's voice calling for a meeting.
This time, as usual, when Mr. Fool reminded him of the meeting, he chose to be alone, claiming to feel unwell, and silently counted the time in his mind.
When the countdown reached zero, he was transported by Mr. Fool's power to the bronze table.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man."
...
As always, Miss Justice warmly greeted everyone first.
Derrick smiled shyly. Although he had only traded with Miss Justice once, she had sent him food twice through Mr. Fool afterward.
This allowed him to taste the delicacies of the outside world, making his usual meals seem tasteless.
But he was still very grateful for Miss Justice's generosity. To repay her, he specially requested extraordinary materials from the chief that she had sought.
After Mr. Fool finished reading the weekly Roselle diary, he announced the next phase of the Tarot Club.
The first to speak was Alger the Hanged Man, who said solemnly, "Recently, a major incident occurred in the Intis capital, Trier. The entire capital was blasted into a huge crater, with an area of hundreds of meters completely destroyed, and no survivors."
"The official Intis investigation report claims it was a terrorist attack by Feysac, a long-planned act of revenge."
"But according to my information, the truth is different. It is said to be related to a deity."
Alger shared the most significant information he had obtained and looked expectantly at Mr. Fool, waiting for his explanation.
The Intis Republic?
The capital Trier?
A massive explosion, possibly related to a deity?
Mr. Hanged Man, why do you assume Mr. Fool knows everything?
Mr. Fool is not omniscient!
Klein muttered to himself, busy hunting pirates and unaware of what had happened in Intis.
So, in response to Mr. Hanged Man's expectant gaze, he could only smile and pretend not to notice.
Mr. Fool remained silent, and the others were equally clueless about the incident, not knowing what to say. Eventually, they all turned to Mr. Fool.
Silence. Silence was Mr. Fool's response today.
Under such scrutiny, Mr. Fool could not let the atmosphere become awkward. He initially wanted to say that they were not yet ready to handle such information.
But he felt that saying this too often would render it ineffective.
Finally, Mr. Fool said calmly, "The Eternal Blazing Sun has encountered some trouble."
He summarized this from Mr. Hanged Man's words.
Intis is under the protection of the Eternal Blazing Sun, and since this incident is related to a deity, it must involve the Eternal Blazing Sun.
Godly descent is something he has experienced with the Lord of Storms, so it is normal for the Eternal Blazing Sun to descend as well.
And the descent of a deity inherently signifies trouble.
The Tarot Club members were both satisfied and amazed by this statement.
They knew they could only hear so much, and any further discussion might lead to immediate loss of control.
"Everyone, I have an announcement," Klein said, drawing everyone's attention. "From now on, the Tarot Club will meet every two weeks instead of weekly."
As the members' strength improved, the weekly meetings felt too frequent. Meeting every two weeks or even once a month seemed better.
Moreover, he was currently hunting pirates at sea, and the weekly meetings were somewhat inconvenient.
Switching to bi-weekly meetings seemed like a better choice.
How could this be?
Audrey was deeply disappointed; her weekly joy was now halved.
The other members had no objections, and Fors even seemed relieved.
Seeing no objections, Klein felt quite pleased.
This way, he could better organize his time for hunting pirates.
...
After the Tarot Club meeting, Audrey sat alone at her desk, sulking. If not for the extraordinary materials Little Sun had sent her, her mood would have been even worse.
Besides this, another matter greatly upset her.
Her second brother, Alfred, had left Hastur's side to work for Prince Leonard.
Anyone with a bit of wisdom should understand that Prince Leonard, appointed as Grand Duke of Southwell County, could not have a good relationship with Hastur.
A place cannot accommodate two different voices.
After contemplating for a while, Audrey wrote, "Alfred, I respect your choice and understand you must have your reasons, but I must say, has living in the Southern Continent for so long made you so short-sighted?"
Audrey's pen strokes became unconsciously severe and sharp due to her displeasure.
After finishing the letter to Alfred, Audrey took out a new sheet of paper to write to Hastur.
"Hastur, Alfred's short-sightedness has shocked me. I feel I must apologize to you, as I was the one who introduced you two."
Audrey paused, resting her head on her left hand, lost in thought.
She had many things to share with Hastur but did not know where to start, even though it had only been about a month since he left Backlund.
"Audrey, I've finished my letter too, woof."
Susie came over with a letter in her mouth, nudging Audrey's foot to indicate that she wanted her letter sent to Hastur as well.
"Susie..."
Audrey sighed but eventually took Susie's letter.
"Audrey, are you in a bad mood today?"
"Yes, I'm thinking about some things."
Susie wagged her tail and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
"No," Audrey replied firmly.
After this little interlude, Audrey found the motivation to continue writing.
...
Late at night, Hastur was communicating with Will through a dream.
Unlike before, this time Will contacted him first, seeking help in his dream.
"Hastur, I can't stand that dumb snake staying in Backlund any longer. Can you think of a way to trick it into leaving?"
Hastur chuckled and teased, "Didn't you say that Ulorious's intelligence couldn't threaten you?"
Wearing blue pajamas with a little turtle print, Will looked furious. "It can't threaten me, but it's annoying enough. I haven't had a decent ice cream in ages!"
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