Mystery: The Return of the Stars

Compared to the star where Mr. Men and the Fallen Mother Goddess reside, the Djinn who is sealed in the wishing lamp is obviously a better target to bully.

If this chain of order cannot even be dealt with by the Djinn God, let alone solve the complicated situation between the fallen Mother Goddess and Mr. Door.

Looking closer, the starlight dispersed, revealing the shadow of the magical wishing lamp again.

After watching for a while, Hastur drove the chain of order to fly directly in front of the star, then the chain of order circled and curved, and suddenly drew towards the phantom of the wishing lamp!

I saw the stars gathering together, and the chain of order seemed to penetrate a barrier. The front chain head, with endless starlight, struck hard on the body of the wishing lamp, sending it flying out!

It really works!

Hasta felt happy, and just thought about giving the djinn a few more blows to see the effect.

His mind felt empty, blurry, and painful, and the astral body that represented his own state was mostly dimmed, making it impossible for him to pull out the Chain of Order a second time.

Hastur secretly thought it was a pity and had to withdraw the chain of order. At the same time, he observed the changes in the star where the djinn was. After waiting for a while, he found that the djinn could not follow the network cable to hit him, and could only stay in place and rage.

This made him narrow his eyes and smile.

Although he can only smoke once now, he can enter the Hall of Stars every night. If he smokes once a day, it will be very impressive over time.

After observing for a long time and confirming that the djinn was really unable to follow the network cable, Hastur put away the chain of order and went offline to sleep in a happy mood.

…

The red moon is in the sky, and the stars emit faint light, reflecting the beauty of the crimson moon and also reflecting on the endless sea.

On the Dawn, Bernadette, who was resting with her eyes closed, was strangely disturbed by the magical wishing lamp.

The magical wishing lamp, which had been sealed until now, suddenly crashed into the cabin, hit the bulkhead, fell to the ground, and rolled twice.

Then, an angry roar came from inside the wishing lamp!

"Damn it! It's so bullying!"

The angry face of the lamp god emerged from the wishing lamp, and his eyes were as if they were made of topaz, full of evil aura.

"hehe."

Bernadette stood up and walked over, and kicked it again to make the wishing lamp roll on the ground a few more times, and then waved to summon it.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Bernadette glanced at the magic lamp.

In the past two days, this lamp god has been restless at all. He was making trouble the night before and last night. Both nights, he suddenly appeared from the wishing lamp, and then sulked and silently returned to the wishing lamp. .

He was so angry that he yelled again tonight, and looking at His posture, it seemed as if he had been insulted.

Do I want to cause trouble?

The djinn was really angry. Being sealed in the wishing lantern was a very unfortunate thing.

But in the past two days, His situation has become increasingly difficult.

The first two nights were fine. He was just vaguely aware of being watched. The look in his eyes, looking down from the starry sky, seemed like he was watching a joke. Although it made him angry, it was not unacceptable.

But tonight, across a starry sky, through the seal of the wishing lamp, that being whipped himself in the air!

Although it is not painful or itchy and does not cause any harm to yourself, it is extremely insulting!

He is the Son of Chaos, and even in the old days of the starry sky, He is still a powerful existence!

Although he is indeed down and out now, not everyone can step on him!

This is not just a whip, this is clearly a slap in the face!

What's even more irritating is that he originally wanted to trace the whip back to its source, but it was still blocked by the starry sky and couldn't cross even half an inch. He could only stay where he was, helpless and furious.

The seal of the wishing lamp did not weaken due to that whip, resulting in him being whipped in vain.

After the anger passed, He gradually regained his senses and fell into deep thought.

Which being is taking pleasure in himself?

Across a starry sky, the mighty power of the stars... could it be a super star master?

Or is it a high-dimensional overlooker?

Only these two guys should have such ability, but something is wrong.

If their power could target themselves across the starry sky and through the barrier, they would have already actively affected reality like the Fallen Mother Goddess and the Mother Tree of Desire.

But I have never heard of their faith existing on this continent.

Moreover, they do not possess the ability to order and rules.

If not them, who would it be?

The Djinn carefully thought about the specific process that happened during these three nights. Maybe that existence was not looking for fun with himself, but was testing something?

He felt that he had grasped the key points and made a reasonable assumption.

That unknown existence should have accidentally discovered himself trapped in the wishing lamp. After a night of observation and confirmation that he was incapable of fighting back, he would try tonight.

As for why he was able to discover himself and take action against himself, the reason is also very simple. Like himself, he has the ability to master order and rules!

People who share the same extraordinary path are mortal enemies, and those who hold the same authority in the past are even more mortal enemies!

No one wants to share their authority with other beings, and aggregation is an instinct, which is an irresistible temptation.

The more the Djinn thought about it, the more possible it became, and the more dangerous it became.

In his current state, if there really comes a time when he has the same path, he will definitely not be his opponent. Even the true god who has the same path may devour him.

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death!

I have to try to save myself.

The genie's thoughts turned, and he glanced at Bernadette, laughed, and said nothing, and returned to the wishing lamp with an unfathomable smile.

This made Bernadette feel uneasy, fearing that the genie would do something else. After all, this was a level 0 seal, and even the true gods could not destroy it, which was extremely dangerous.

For now, we can only strengthen the seal to prevent the genie from really escaping. Even if the probability is very low, we can't gamble.

Several seals were laid in succession, so that the wishing lamp could not move at all. Even if the genie wanted to appear from the wishing lamp, he would no longer be so free.

After doing this, Bernadette walked out of the cabin and ordered the Dawn to turn around and sail to the nearest Storm Lord Church.

If the genie really escaped from the wishing lamp, she would throw the wishing lamp into the Storm Church as soon as possible, and let the Storm Lord and other seven gods deal with it.

This is the worst possibility, and the future that needs to be avoided the most.

Inside the wishing lamp, the genie silently watched Bernadette's behavior, in a good mood, his plan worked.

He wanted to see if the mysterious existence could still target him across the starry sky after strengthening the seal.

If anything unexpected really happened, he would rather Bernadette throw him into the headquarters of the Church of the Storm, even if he was suppressed by the Seven Gods, it would be better than being replaced and swallowed by others.

This is also his life-saving measure to prevent the worst situation from happening.

…

In the early morning, Hastur woke up from the big bed, and his spirit was particularly vigorous.

Perhaps last night's thinking about order and rules allowed his lawyer's potion to digest part of it.

This is a good start.

Get up, open the window, and breathe some fresh air. The sun is shining outside the window, and the gray fog has not yet invaded the sky of Backlund. It is another beautiful day.

After washing and having breakfast, Hastur locked the doors and windows, took the carriage, and went to Backlund University.

He has taken the lawyer potion, and his learning ability has been greatly improved. It is time to chew through the cumbersome legal provisions in one go.

I believe that in the process of learning the legal provisions, his lawyer potion can be further digested.

Arriving at Backlund University, Hastur was warmly received again. He took out five 10-pound notes from his pocket and handed them to the person in charge to pay the tuition in advance.

This money is enough to support Hastur for more than half a year even if he studies at Backlund University every day.

Soon a middle-aged professor named Wayne took Hastur to an empty classroom and taught him a lesson alone.

"All laws are set by people!"

"All laws have a fair and selfless side, and also have a flawed side!"

"The original intention of all laws is to make everyone abide by them, and there will always be situations beyond the law!"

...

Professor Wayne gave the law many levels of definition at the beginning, with a bright and fair side, and a shadowy side.

This kind of rhetoric that does not blindly advocate the supremacy of the law and the fairness of the law made Hastur nod secretly.

Seeing that the young baron was not angry at his slightly presumptuous words, but listened with great interest.

Professor Wayne's heart was also relieved, and there was a little more smile on his old-fashioned face.

The real law cannot have only a glorious side, nor can it be all-encompassing, otherwise there would be no need for the profession of lawyers, and judges would only need to make judgments in accordance with the law like a puppet.

If this is really the case, the profession of judge can also be abolished, and all rights can be directly handed over to the police department, and the arrest and judgment can be made immediately, which is so straightforward and time-saving.

It is precisely because of the shortcomings and the shadows that the lawyer industry is needed to assist, observe and correct.

As a law professor who has devoted most of his life to studying law, the law he pursues in his heart is naturally the realm of the most just and the highest law.

But this is unrealistic, at least it cannot be done now, and there is a long way to go.

Professor Wayne does not want to mislead his students, but if Hastur only wants to hear the law of pure justice, then he will only teach this part of the knowledge.

As for the rest of the knowledge, let this young baron learn it through his own frustrations and disappointments in society.

This is a student who does not regard aristocracy as supreme and is quite insightful.

Professor Wayne spoke more and more fluently, and no longer cared about the other party's aristocratic identity.

The first class, two hours, ended quickly with Hasta still wanting more.

Professor Wayne closed the book, wiped the blackboard, and smiled while holding the textbook: "Baron Campbell, I look forward to teaching you next time."

Hasta stood up, bowed slightly and said: "Professor Wayne, you can just call me Hasta. A teacher who teaches seriously and answers questions deserves the respect of every student."

Professor Wayne nodded and left with a smile.