Lord of Mysteries: The Color of the Stars

"..."

Dunn looked at Julian expressionlessly, speechless for a moment.

Just kidding.

Julian's lips curled up:

"But in any case, this is good for you and the rest of the team."

"If you really don't want to let this go, you can send a telegram to the church and ask them to come and investigate."

"I'll consider it."

Dunn nodded, neither confirming nor denying.

After the Night Watchers finished cleaning up the mess, Dunn called a police carriage to transport the body of the young man in black, the clock, and a pendant-like sealed object back to Blackthorn Security Company.

Julian, taking advantage of the fact that the "Night Watchers" were not paying attention, retrieved a rare item with delayed extraction from the young man in black.

It was a heart-shaped object that had turned pale blue and become crystalline, its heart shimmering with dreamlike colors, like a diamond illuminated by light.

"The extraordinary characteristics of a 'psychologist'... that should be right."

He quietly put the item away, and then returned to Tingen City with Dunn and the others.

After a brief record of the events, Julian returned home safely.

The moment he got home, he performed a ritualistic spell directed at the "Goddess of Night" and reported the day's events through prayer.

On the other hand, Julian omitted matters related to the "Tarot Club" and did not report these matters to the goddess.

Although the opportunity to enter the "Source Castle" was given by the goddess, Julian had to pretend he didn't know it, while also showing a certain degree of selfishness.

Julian's experience working in the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom taught him that it was more reassuring to superiors to show some selfishness and human flaws than to report everything to superiors and show absolute loyalty.

To be honest, if he hadn't had a sudden flash of inspiration tonight, plus the hint from "Starry Night," he would most likely have died at the hands of those "spectators" in that sequence.

It must be said that the whole thing still has a strong element of chance, so Julian has no intention of getting involved any more.

Matters concerning the "imaginary angel" Adam are best left to deities of the goddess's caliber to handle. Julian has neither the capacity nor the inclination to concern himself with them; all he can do is relay the information to the goddess.

Therefore, although the goddess did not respond to his prayers, Julian felt at ease and went to sleep.

When Friday arrived, Julian once again arrived at the "Fortune Telling Club" on time, where he met Viscount Oakley.

"Mr. Albrecht."

Upon seeing Julian, the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and shook hands with him warmly:

"As you said, I felt much better after staying at the mansion for two days. My appetite and sleep quality both recovered significantly."

His complexion was noticeably better than before:

"Following your suggestion, I came here today specifically to seek your guidance on further recovery."

"Take this packet of medicine home, boil it in water, and drink it three times a day. It should be fine after one day."

Julian smiled and said:

"I obtained this medicine from a renowned doctor, so there are additional expenses involved. You will need to pay me 30 pounds in cash."

Although Darkwell didn't charge him when he sold him the herb, it didn't stop Julian from making a profit by reselling it.

Viscount Oakley was not short of money, and if 30 pounds could buy health, it would be an incredibly good deal for him.

This was especially true given that he had already established trust in Julian.

"No problem, thank you very much."

Just as Julian had predicted, Oakley immediately had his attendant fetch three 10-pound bills and hand them to Julian.

Julian put the money away and added:

"In addition, you can return to your residence today."

"But what about the curse?"

Viscount Oakley was quite puzzled.

It's no wonder he was like this, because the "Night Watch" kept all the details of the case a secret throughout Thursday, so the viscount was unaware of what had happened in his own home.

"It should no longer exist."

Julian smiled and said:

"You can go home and visit, and you will also receive some good news."

"I can't say exactly what it is, but I assure you it's good news."

Julian was referring to the fact that Jennings had not harmed his father, but he was deliberately making it seem mysterious to make himself appear more profound.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

As Viscount Oakley spoke, he took out one of his business cards:

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future and I can help you, please feel free to contact me."

"In addition, I will help promote your face reading and divination services so that more people can benefit from them... if this is helpful to you."

"Okay, thank you."

Julian nodded, then rose and saw Viscount Oakley out the door.

"It seems Viscount Oakley is quite pleased with you."

Hainas Vancent watched the whole thing from the doorway. When Julian returned, the member of the "Aurora Society" smiled and said to Julian.

"That seems to be the case."

Julian nodded and then took the cup of Dipsy coffee that Haynes handed him.

"By the way, Julian."

Hainas suddenly spoke up:

"I'm planning a small dinner party on Monday, and I'll be inviting some of my good friends from various circles in Tingen. Would you be interested in joining me?"

Dinner?

Julian was puzzled by what he heard. He realized that this so-called dinner was probably related to the "Aurora Club," but he didn't understand why the "Aurora Club" would take such a risky move.

On the one hand, Hainas and Julian had not known each other for long, and on the other hand, Julian was unsure whether the outside world knew that he was a special consultant expert for the "Night Watchers".

Under such circumstances, the fact that the "Aurora Club" still dared to invite me makes the motives behind it quite intriguing.

"I would be delighted."

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, Julian nodded in agreement.

"Monday evening at 6:30 p.m., 38 St. Gudrian Street in the South District, Tide Restaurant."

Hainas began:

"Looking forward to your presence."

"Okay, have a nice weekend too."

After they finished their coffee, Julian got up to take his leave.

Over the weekend, he first took some Quaternary relics from the Jacob family to Hoy University, where he met with the on-duty instructor, Azik, and received some advice from him. Then, following Ariana's previous instructions, he went to St. Serena's Church to report for duty.

On Sunday evening, Julian finally received a notification from Mr. Fool to attend the Tarot meeting at 3 p.m. the following day.

And so time became unbearable amidst the intense anticipation.

Finally, at 3 p.m. the next day, Julian, who was in the "Fortune Telling Club", found a quiet and deserted lounge and watched as the deep red starlight mixed with the color of "stars" burst onto his body.

A moment later, he returned to the "gray fog".

Julian immediately noticed two pairs of eyes looking at him, filled with a mixture of doubt, wariness, excitement, and anticipation.

A moment later, a pleasant young girl's voice rang out.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!