“Sharon and I are very good friends. In the reply she sent, she mentioned that you are a trustworthy person and said that if I am in danger, I can come to you for help.”

Hasta said, taking out the reply letter that Sharon had just sent this morning from his body, and handed it to Bernadette.

It was because of Sharon’s reply that he thought of going out to buy some things as gifts for Sharon, and that’s when he met Bernadette.

Bernadette did not open the letter. She held the letter between her fingertips and turned it twice before flicking the letter back into Hastur’s arms.

“You have a good relationship with Sharon?”

Bernadette’s slightly curious voice made Hasta suddenly become alert.

Is it engraved in everyone’s genes to like to listen to gossip?

“not bad.”

“that is it?”

“We helped each other a few times.”

“Sharon rarely replies to letters.”

“…Maybe she was afraid that I would offend you if I didn’t know the situation, so she wrote a letter to inform me.”

“Did you buy those two black gothic palazzo dresses to give to Sharon?”

“……Yes.”

“Do you think Sharon will accept it?”

“probably not.”

“Are you so unsure of yourself?”

“…She doesn’t like receiving gifts from others.”

“Then why did you still buy it?”

“It’s my freedom to give gifts, it’s her freedom to accept them or not.”

……

After asking several questions in a row, Bernadette mentioned the Lord of the Stars in a solemn tone.

Hasta, who was already tired of dealing with it, somewhat understood Bernadette’s mood.

She was probably just thinking about how to deal with her future relationship with the Lord of the Stars.

Asking about his relationship with Sharon was just a casual question to satisfy his curiosity.

Regarding the dominion of the stars, that was one thing that she really valued.

This character is really bad. Russell, you seemed to have failed to educate your daughter well.

Hastur cursed in his heart.

“How do you usually communicate with the Lord of the Stars?”

“In the dream, I couldn’t see His face clearly. I could only vaguely see Him sitting in a mysterious palace. He is mysterious and powerful, majestic and sacred. He is an ancient being deep in the starry sky, and He is also kind. and a wise guide.”

Hastur tried his best to express his impression of the Lord of the Stars in a pious tone, and also praised himself.

Bernadette glanced at Hastur with slight surprise, “You actually believe in the kindness of gods?”

“He has never had any ill will toward me, he has always guided me forward, and to me, He is the most special being.”

Hastur spoke very frankly, but Bernadette felt that Hastur was already a qualified devout believer and had learned to beautify his beliefs.

“Since you have a good relationship with Sharon, I will send you

Here is a piece of advice for you: don’t trust any god easily.”

“Is this why you refuse the kindness of the stars?” Hastur asked back, and he was about to start preaching.

As the first and most devout believer, it is normal to promote your beliefs to others.

Bernadette nodded and said: “Yes, I will not believe in any god, no matter whether he comes with good intentions or not.”

With a smile on his face, Hastur said in a calm tone: “Don’t you have anything that needs help from the power of the stars?”

Bernadette was silent. This sentence hit her hardest. She needed help, so she hesitated.

“We need help, and the stars have the power to realize our needs. In my opinion, the essence of faith is to help each other and achieve each other.”

“What you said is not pious at all.”

“I have never shied away from this in my communication with the stars, and He has never been angry about it. I believe in Him, and He has given me help. Isn’t this a very reasonable thing?”

“All help comes at a price, and you may not be able to afford that price.”

“Then why not make it clear in advance? Just treat the process of faith as a transaction?”

Bernadette’s heart moved inexplicably and she said nothing.

Hastur continued: “What help do you need, and what do the stars need you to do, if the two are equal, then this is just a very ordinary transaction.”

“You have good eloquence.”

Bernadette took a deep look at Hastur, “But approving the transaction is itself a kind of erosion and pollution.”

“But you need help.”

Hastur said the same words again to silence Bernadette.

“Asking for help naturally requires paying a price. You should understand this better than me.”

Hastur raised his eyes and stared into Bernadette’s blue eyes, and said with a smile: “You have enjoyed help more than once, right?”

“You calmly accept the benefits given by the stars, but are unwilling to give a little faith to the stars. If you are wavering, you are in a more dangerous situation than me.”

……

Bernadette returned to the clouds and walked into the house made of pea vines, Hastur’s words still echoing in her mind.

The Lord of the Stars had warned her twice and helped her avoid two dangers.

Whether she wanted it or not, she was already enjoying the benefits.

As Hasta said: The real danger lies in the unsteady self.

Everything is under the gaze of the stars, and she can no longer avoid it.

“Destiny, is this my destiny?”

A tarot card appeared on the palm of Bernadette’s right hand. Her father was holding a sword, majestic and sacred, standing on a golden round wheel of fortune with a solemn expression.

This is the Wheel of Fortune card, one of the twenty-two tarot cards.

Chapter 117 When the sun’s brilliance begins to dim

The headquarters of the Rose School.

In the dense forest, there was a huge black tree, with vines spreading out in all directions, completely covering the entire hill.

The countless human-faced fruits on the tree trunk opened their eyes one after another at this moment, from bottom to top, looking at the top of the tree crown with eager and longing eyes.

There was a white-gold star hanging there.

It is as big as a house, and the whole body emits silvery white light. When the light shines on every corner of the black tree, it can promote the further growth of the big tree.

Sunlight is the best nourishment for plants.

Around the big black tree, there was a circle of devout believers. They knelt down to worship and dedicated their faith and lives to the existence in front of them.

On that night, the gods sent an oracle, and at the same time a star broke through the starry sky, hanging on the top of the tree crown without anyone noticing.

The gods told them that this was a star of life that could bring reproduction, but it was also a star of destruction that brought war.

It seemed like they had two gods overnight.

While the believers were worshiping devoutly, the space in the distance shook slightly, and the god Si’a appeared dragging his disabled body.

He looked very embarrassed, his right arm was severed, the wound was charred black, dark mucus flowed from the broken arm like blood, and the blood-colored eyes on his body exploded from time to time.

Lines of maggots gathered at the broken arm, seeming to be licking the wounds and reconnecting the broken arm.

The god Si’a brought a trail of black mucus to the big black tree, and allowed the vines to tie him up and pull him to the middle of the tree.

At the crown of the tree, white-gold stars sprinkled beams of light, shrouding the whole body of the god Sin Si’a.

His body began to grow rapidly. With the rhythmic breathing and breathing, the flesh and blood on the broken arm squirmed, and soon a new arm grew.

The god Si’a opened his eyes and looked at the star, just like looking at a sun. The dazzling light made him only dare to look at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

When the alternation of night and day comes, when the sky finally shines with the first ray of light.

The white-gold star hanging on the big black tree shone brightly, constantly absorbing the light of the orange sun in the sky.

The god Si’a couldn’t see clearly what was happening, but he seemed to be able to feel that the sun in the sky was constantly weakening, and the white-gold star in front of him was constantly growing.

It is preparing to become the next sun hanging in the sky.

The god Si’a closed his eyes and allowed himself to be nourished by the silvery white light.

The sun hangs in the sky, promoting the reproduction and growth of all things in the world. He is also a member of all things in the world.

……

Republic of Intis,

Today, all the clouds over the headquarters of the Eternal Blazing Sun Church have been dispersed, leaving only a golden sun shining endless light.

The sunlight passes through the colored glass and disperses into colorful rays of light, falling on a golden holy crown in the main hall.

The top of the golden holy crown is inlaid with various gemstones, among which a colorless and transparent gemstone is the largest.

It has no color, but can carry more colors of light.

Under the golden crown stood an old man dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes.

White and golden silk threads were interwoven into small suns at the collar and hem of the robe.

Her hair is golden, the same color as the sun.

He is the Pope of the Eternal Burning Sun Church.

Behind Him at the foot of the steps stood six devout archbishops.