Chapter 492: The Tarot Club That Was Almost Delayed

Chapter 492: The Tarot Club That Was Almost Delayed

Backlund, Earl Hall's home.

The setting sun shone from the other side of the mountain, covering the beech trees with a golden hue, as if a piece of gold was waving before one's eyes.

Susie, whose books were confiscated and who was dozing off on the grass out of boredom, glanced at Audrey who kept looking at her for help.

It knew what Audrey wanted to do now. Monday afternoon was an extremely mysterious day for Audrey. She always found an excuse to hide in her room or the bathroom alone.

Unfortunately, Mr. Hastur came today, and the two of them had a very happy chat. The clock gradually pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon. Audrey wanted to get up and leave to go to the bathroom, but she felt that it was too rude to leave Mr. Hastur alone for such a long time. She didn't want to pretend to faint in front of Mr. Hastur, so she could only ask for help.

It did not move immediately, but continued to lie lazily on the grass until Audrey promised to return the books it had collected. Only then did it lazily turn over and stand up.

It walked with graceful steps to Hastur's feet, raised its hind legs, and prepared to pour some not-so-graceful liquid on Hastur's feet.

This behavior is very rude, especially for it, but it is a very effective method.

Once successful, Mr. Hastur will definitely leave in one step and end today's talks.

Originally, it was going to pretend to accidentally bump into the corner of the table, causing it to tilt, so that the cup of hot tea would spill onto Mr. Hastur's clothes.

But it knew very well that with Mr. Hastur's ability, he would be able to avoid such small accidents.

Audrey's cheeks flushed. She knew Susie's intention, but she didn't point it out to remind Mr. Hastur. Such willful behavior made her feel that her conscience was being slightly condemned.

But to Susie and Audrey's disappointment, Hastur just stood up from his seat and took two steps in Audrey's direction.

He reached out and stroked Audrey's head, brushing off the yellowed leaves that had fallen from her hairpin at some point.

This action was a bit intimate. Audrey just sat there quietly, her face blushing again, letting Hastur's fingers gently brush across her ears.

"Oh, Susie, how could you be so disrespectful in front of Mr. Hastur?"

When Hastur withdrew his gaze and looked at the golden puddle of water under his seat, Audrey spoke first, scolded Susie, and asked the maid to take Susie away.

"Mr. Hastur, let's get out of here first."

"Well, okay." Hastur nodded and looked at Susie, who lowered her head and twitched her ears. "Susie, I believe you didn't mean to do it. This was just an accident, wasn't it?"

Susie lowered her head even lower, knowing that Mr. Hastur had seen through her intentional rude behavior.

"Isn't Mr. Hastur busy this afternoon?"

"I'm not busy. I just want to talk to you more."

Audrey's lips curled up slightly, but when she thought that it was almost time for the Tarot Club to start, she began to feel anxious.

Although Mr. Fool said that if something happens, you can postpone your response and go to Gray Mist to attend the Tarot Club later.

Miss Justice has always been a role model in the Tarot Club. Being late is considered very rude to her.

But she couldn't think of any good way to refuse Mr. Hastur.

Well, if there is no other choice, I can only choose between pretending to go to the bathroom and deliberately wetting my dress.

In fact, Susie should have bumped into the corner of the table on my side, and I would definitely not have avoided the cup of hot tea.

Even though this looks a bit embarrassing, at least it can buy me time to attend the Tarot Club.

"Good times always pass by so quickly. It should be three o'clock now, right?"

As the two were walking along the path, Hastur suddenly spoke something, and the maid beside them reported the exact time, which was only a quarter to three o'clock.

There was almost no time left... Audrey felt a rare sense of anxiety.

"Audrey, are you still thinking about what happened to Susie just now?"

"Uh, yes, it was very rude just now. It was always very well-behaved in the past."

"We should allow it to make some mistakes."

Mr. Hastur, I also want to make some mistakes. You should understand my difficulties, right?

Audrey thought quietly in her heart.

Hastur found Audrey's inadvertent little expression very interesting, and seeing that she was in trouble, he couldn't bear to tease her anymore.

"I feel a little tired. Can I rest here for a while?"

"Of course." Audrey's eyes lit up instantly, sparkling.

Perhaps she felt that her words contained too obvious a tone of joy, so Audrey blushed and added, "I'm a little tired too."

Soon, led by the maid, Audrey returned to her room, while Hastur went to the guest room.

Countess Hall had already prepared a special guest room for him in her home.

As soon as she returned to her room, Audrey quickly found an excuse and asked the maids to wait outside the door. She glanced at the clock on the wall. Fortunately, the hands just pointed to three o'clock.

She had just laid down on the bed and hadn't even pulled up the quilt when she heard Mr. Fool's familiar voice.

"Mr. Fool, good afternoon~"

Today's Miss Justice is just as perfect.

Audrey looked at the people at the Tarot Club feeling a little guilty. She almost missed the Tarot Club because of love.

Fortunately, everything was resolved perfectly.

…

After finishing this week's Tarot meeting, Audrey hummed a little tune, got up from the bed, turned beautifully in front of the full-length mirror, and then opened the door. She did not see Susie, but heard from the maids that Susie was in Mr. Hastur's room.

She thought about it, went to the kitchen to ask for a dessert that Mr. Hastur liked, and then went to Mr. Hastur's room.

Before she opened the door and went in, she heard Mr. Hastur talking quietly with Susie.

"Oh, Susie, we should be considerate of Audrey. Everyone should have their own little thoughts. This is a legal right."

"Woof."

"Do you think Audrey can fulfill the promise she just made to you?"

"Woof."

"I think so. She won't be so harsh on you, even if you did mess up just now."

Hearing this, Audrey's face turned red, and she almost covered her face with her hands and turned away.

What I instructed Susie to do was actually known by Mr. Hastur. How should I face him?

At least not today.

Audrey glanced at the dessert that had been served, took a few deep breaths, and then asked the maid to knock on the door and go inside.

The maid put the dessert away and left. Susie showed an expression that showed she understood, and left the room on her own accord, even urging the maids to close the door.

"Mr. Hastur..."

Audrey was like a little girl who had done something wrong and was feeling uneasy.

If Susie was in the room, she could use the excuse of scolding Susie to open the conversation and break the silence.

But Susie has already cut off this possibility, and now it is getting smarter and smarter.

She almost doubted whether Susie's mistake just now was a real mistake?

…

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hastur left Earl Hall's house with satisfaction.

Audrey, feeling shy and guilty, finally sat on his lap and fed him the bowl of sweet soup as an apology.

This made Hastur wonder whether he should choose Monday afternoons to visit in the future. After all, teasing Audrey like this is a very interesting thing.

It just seems a bit unfair to Audrey...but when I think of Audrey's shy and cute look just now...this can also be considered a kind of fun.

At night, Hastur sat in the study and began to look through the spoils he had obtained last night, the entire contents of the Fool Tarot Cards, from Sequence 9, The Fortune Teller to Sequence 0, The Fool.

He originally just wanted to make an attempt to see if he could use the time spell to locate the foggy town so that he could observe it from the Hall of Stars.

The result of the attempt was very vague. The authority of the everNight Goddess was extremely great there, and the attention was very high. He could only roughly sense what Klein had encountered, and other aspects were obscured by the darkness.

When he sensed that Klein saw An Banyu sitting on the ancient chair, he tried to take the Fool Tarot Card while the power of the spell had not yet disappeared to satisfy his desire to collect a set of twenty-two Tarot cards.

After all, since you are here now, you will feel a little bit disappointed if you don't take something away.

But in the end, he was interrupted by the everNight Goddess, otherwise An Banyu would not have stopped his actions. His condition was really bad.

After reading the contents of the Fool Tarot Card, Hastur tapped his fingers lightly on the table. He was wondering whether he should reveal the information he had learned to Klein.

But the everNight Goddess allowed me to enter the foggy town last night, and her attitude towards me and the Yellow Monks Organization was quite good in the past.

Should I interfere with his overtures to Klein?

"Don't worry. Just collecting the extraordinary materials of the Trickster and digesting them will keep Klein busy for a while."

After solving this matter, there is only one other thing left, Zaratul.

His clone also left the foggy town and successfully reunited with his original body, regaining consciousness and no longer going crazy.

It's time to find a better time to knock Him or scare Him.

How about dressing up as Amon?

As Hastur was thinking, Aisala slipped in from the window, jumped onto Hastur's thigh and sniffed, her small nostrils moving.

There's the smell of that big yellow dog again!

"Meow?"

Aisala raised her eyes pitifully and rubbed her cheek gently against Hastur's thigh.

"What's wrong? I haven't restricted you from eating dried fish recently."

"Meow..." Aisala made a wronged sound.

This problem is much more serious than eating dried fish. It feels that its status is being threatened.

Originally it thought the big yellow dog was quite stupid, but after interacting with it for a while, it realized that it was not an ordinary dog.

It was an extraordinary dog ​​and had taken the magic potion just like himself.

Not only can he speak, he also likes to read books, work hard, and is good at observing people's expressions and trying to please his owner.

In comparison, it is very lazy. Of course, it is impossible for it to work hard. The most it can do is act cute to make a living.

"Don't think too much. I only have you as my little cat." Hastur touched Aisala's head lovingly.

"Meow." Aisala rubbed her head against Hastur's palm happily.

But soon, its eyes widened slightly.

The owner only has this cat, but he also only has this dog.

"Meow..." It lay on its owner's lap and fell into melancholy thought.

"Aisala, are you missing Sharon?" Hastur said to himself, "I haven't seen her for a long time. You know, she always likes to be shy and hide in the mirror by herself."

"Meow?" Aisala really wanted to tell her master that she didn't miss Miss Sharon so much now, and it had been less than three days since Miss Sharon left last time, right?

"Okay, I'll listen to you. We'll pick her up tomorrow and take you on a trip to the spirit world."

"Meow..."

Aisala fell into even more melancholy contemplation.

…

Backlund was still very quiet today, just like the gray weather above, silent.

In the Qiaowu District, Leonard sat in his office. Just like the gray weather outside, he was struggling with something.

Two days ago, someone broke into St. Samuel's Church and got inside the Chanis gate, but the church didn't notice anything. This was a serious dereliction of duty and disturbed the goddess' sleep.

Archbishop Anthony was furious about this and sent a large number of people to conduct a thorough investigation of the surrounding areas.

When he learned about this, his first reaction was that it must have been done by the old guy Dawn Dantes. He went to St. Samuel's Church every day for nothing, and he must have had some good ideas.

Logically, he should report this suspicious person to his superiors, but the relationship between Dawn Dantes and Klein was very delicate, and he was concerned about Dawn Dantes's strength, so he was always hesitant.

"Old man, what do you think I should do?"

"What do you think is the difference between a curly-haired baboon and a human?"

"What does he look like?"

"No, thinking."

"..." Leonard sighed, "Old man, I'm just afraid that after I report him, he will report you as well."

"I don't need to worry about that." Before Leonard could say anything, an old man's voice came out again, "Do you think the everNight Goddess really knows nothing about my existence?"

"So that's how it is."

Leonard thought for a while and decided to talk to Klein first.

However, he could only passively wait for Klein to come to him in his dream.

He no longer had the Worm of Time to pay for his previous method of entering the dream.

"Hastur should know Klein's specific contact information."

In the afternoon, Leonard, wearing a black coat, took a carriage to Queens.

"You want to cite Dawn Dantes?"

After hearing Leonard's purpose, Hastur almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Asking Klein whether to report Dawn Dantes, isn't this just asking Klein to report himself?

"Hastur, do you also know that Dawn Dantes?"

"know."

"Is it cooked?"

"Very familiar."

"So do you think I should report him?"

"I think this problem should be left to Klein to worry about. After all, it's because of him that you're so troubled."

At night, the familiar dream appeared again.

Leonard finally got to see Klein, the complete and intact Klein.