Chapter 200: Audrey's Reply

Chapter 200: Audrey's Reply

After pondering for about ten minutes, Audrey finally began to write.

"Mr. Hastur, thank you for your invitation. I have also been thinking about going to the countryside manor to relax recently. Susie is also very excited about the idea of a trip to the countryside."

At this point, Audrey glanced guiltily at Susie, who was resting on the floor. Seeing that Susie wasn't looking her way, she continued writing.

"In fact, Susie isn't very interested in going to the countryside manor because of Glaint . It's normal for her to be wary and displeased around a beast tamer; it's not that Susie dislikes you."

Although Susie doesn't really like you either...

She wouldn't tell Mr. Hastur that, as it would be too disrespectful.

Besides her, no one knew that Susie was a mind-reading golden retriever who could also speak.

"We also have a large manor in the countryside. Every autumn and winter, Earl Hall likes to take us there to get closer to nature. But Hibbert and I know that he enjoys taking the hunting dogs into the forest to hunt, which makes him feel like he's reliving his youth."

"Whenever we stay at the countryside manor, I love sitting by the window, watching the ginkgo trees with their yellow leaves. The leaves break free from the branches, swirling in the air before falling in clusters."

"It's very quiet. I think the forest is most beautiful and peaceful at this time. Everything is silently swaying, as if reminding you that time is slipping away."

"Besides admiring the ginkgo leaves, walking on the paths covered with fallen leaves is also a wonderful experience. Seeing the mushrooms peeking out from the underbrush, each with different colors, makes me feel like I'm in a fairy tale. If I could build a forest cabin made entirely of pea vines, I would love to live there and gaze at the stars at night."

"The starry sky in the forest is pure and vast, without the heavy clouds that cover Backlund. Only in the wild can you truly appreciate the brilliance of the stars."

Audrey wrote intermittently, and by the end, she was slightly stunned.

The purpose of her reply was just to thank Mr. Hastur for his invitation, and it should have been more formal. But somehow, she had written so much content.

And it seemed a bit naive and childish, mentioning ginkgo leaves, mushrooms, pea vines, and stargazing... like a girl who hasn't grown up.

Audrey pouted slightly, but she indeed hadn't come of age yet.

She would only be considered an adult in social terms after her coming-of-age ceremony on December 31st this year.

Anyway, Mr. Hastur had already seen her act spoiled in front of her parents. It should be fine to occasionally tell him some heartfelt words, right?

Audrey held the pen in the middle, lightly pressing the top against her cheek, tilting her head in thought. In the end, she decided not to revise this part of the content.

There should always be someone to whom she could speak the truth; otherwise, life would be too stifling.

Near the end of the letter, Audrey mentioned that Earl Hall had accepted the invitation and would go to the countryside manor this weekend.

"Hibbert and Greck seem to be going to the countryside as well."

After finishing, Audrey reviewed the letter. Her handwriting was beautiful, more steady and elegant than Mr. Hastur's, but it lacked a bit of freedom and spontaneity.

"Maybe it's related to personality."

Audrey murmured, looking at Susie, who had woken up and was reading a book. She advised, "Susie, you've been a bit stressed lately. You should go out more instead of reading so much, or you'll gain weight."

"Audrey, you've gained a bit of weight recently too."

"No way! Impossible!"

Audrey stood up, grasping her waist with both hands. It was still so slender; she hadn't gained any weight at all!

She couldn't possibly gain weight!

"Broad mind, fat body. I read that in a book. Audrey, haven't you been in a good mood lately?"

"..."

Audrey was silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "Susie, you're wrong. Because of your issues, I haven't been in a good mood at all."

"Woof?"

...

At the nursing home, after several days of careful observation, Klein and his team finally received a notification from the church:

"Do not forcibly enter dreams to spy. If it doesn't cause any pollution, continue to observe without using violent measures."

With the church's stance, Leonard also breathed a sigh of relief.

If the church insisted on probing Chief Reed's dreams, he would have to keep risking his life to spy.

Since dreaming of the sea and smelling the sea's scent last time, he knew this wasn't something they could solve.

The church had sent them to confirm the situation and assess the risk of spreading.

Observing was the church's true stance.

The three major churches were in agreement on this matter, seemingly wanting to observe something through Chief Reed's changes.

"The person who claimed to see the future went mad and died last night," an extraordinary from the Church of Steam and Machinery mentioned after Klein had arranged everything.

"Died?" Leonard curiously approached.

He had also heard that person's prophecy, especially when he said five people would handle the nursing home issue, which made Leonard's heart skip a beat.

If he counted the old man inside him, their group indeed consisted of five people.

But could that person really see the old man's existence?

He didn't believe it.

If the old man's existence were so easily seen, he would have been captured and judged by the high priests of the Church of the Night long ago.

Klein frowned and asked, "Was there any extraordinary factor?"

"Based on my investigation, he saw too much of what he shouldn't have, leading to his madness and death."

"Did you record his prophecies during this period?"

"Only part of them, not all."

Klein asked him to share the known prophecies to see if there was any valuable information.

Soon, the extraordinary handed Klein a sorted document, saying, "Most of it is gibberish, especially the later parts. Be careful not to be influenced."

Klein nodded and began reviewing the document with Leonard and the others.

"I saw a thick fog sweeping over Backlund, many people died, died, all died!"

"I saw a ghost ship passing through the storm!"

"I saw a meteor falling from the sky!"

"I saw an explosion at the nursing home!"

"I saw someone hiding in the shadows!"

...

"Ah! My eyes saw, saw the sun burning fiercely!"

"I saw the stars twinkling in the sky!"

"I saw the sky cracking open!"

After reading, Klein and the others exchanged glances, each with different feelings.

Although it seemed like gibberish, it also felt like he had seen it with his own eyes.

But no matter how his eyes mutated, he couldn't see so many future events, let alone make accurate prophecies.

These so-called future scenes seemed more like hallucinations of a person on the brink of collapse.

Sometimes, people can see a different world when they are about to die.

"According to his description, the future world is full of disasters. Haha, even the sky is cracking. Wouldn't that mean people on the ground are almost extinct?" The extraordinary from the Church of Storms clearly didn't believe these so-called prophecies.

A truly extraordinary person who could accurately predict these events would far surpass their imagination. A half-extraordinary with only mutated eyes didn't have that ability, even if it cost him his life.

Leonard agreed, believing that peering into the future wasn't easy, let alone making accurate prophecies.

If even one of these prophecies came true, it would be impressive.

"He said there would be an explosion at the nursing home. Whether true or not, we should remind the director to prepare for any emergencies."

Klein gave a simple instruction, not putting too much faith in the so-called prophecies.

In this era of extraordinary powers, people often said strange and mysterious things. Occasionally, one or two statements would come true, and they would call it a prophecy.

From a probabilistic perspective, if you make enough predictions, some are bound to come true.

After leaving the nursing home, Leonard tried to slip away but was blocked by Klein.

"Leonard, we haven't seen each other in a while. I heard there's a good bar called Braveheart. Let's go for a drink tonight."

"..."

Leonard was stunned for a moment and instinctively asked, "How do you know about Braveheart Bar?"

"I heard about it from someone. I heard you used to go there often."

"That was in the past. I'm not interested in that place anymore."

Klein sighed, "Alright, I'll go there alone. I'm sure the patrons there know some of your stories."

"..."

Leonard's face fell. If Klein went there to investigate, someone would surely tell him about his pursuit of Miss Seraphina at Braveheart Bar.

If it went any further, he would have to consider wearing a mask when going out because he wouldn't have the face to see anyone.

"What do you want to know?" Leonard chose to compromise.

"Your dealings with Baron Hastur Campbell."

"Why are you suddenly interested in Hastur?"

"I think he's quite unusual and want to know more."

"Sigh, alright."

...

At night, Hastur carried Aisalato the second-floor window, pointing to the dark, unfamiliar world outside, indicating for it to take a stroll there.

(End of this chapter)