Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 219 Redemption of Rose
Luze was immersed in a strange hallucination.

His hallucinations were always filled with the image of that handsome red-haired man, either driving a chariot across the battlefield, wielding a greatsword and easily slaying a massive dragon, or sitting atop a magnificent palace, his entire body clad in black armor splattered with crimson blood.

Suddenly, the red-haired man's surroundings changed once again, as if he were in a magnificent hall. The hall was decorated with countless intricate murals, and in the center was a dark red long table surrounded by high-backed chairs with unique patterns.

The red-haired man sat at the long table, his face bearing an unprecedentedly serious expression.

The other figures at the gathering were shrouded in mist, and could only be seen through their silhouettes. These figures all had peculiar appearances; some were incredibly tall, while others had wings, making them appear mysterious and eerie.

"We are redeeming ourselves, and we are also maintaining world peace."

"Death and bloodshed are inevitable; we call ourselves 'Redemption Rose'."

Voices, seemingly from ancient times, echoed through the hall. The figures conversed in hushed tones, as if plotting some conspiracy. Malice, selfishness, betrayal, and fear—vivid emotions and abundant humanity transcended time, clearly displayed before Lu Ze.

fuck.
These illusory scenes gave Lu Ze a great shock, and he felt a splitting headache. However, he couldn't help but be filled with curiosity about the scene.

What place is this, and what are these people discussing?
He instinctively felt that these images might really come from the ancient mythological era, and that they had a very deep connection with the red-haired evil spirit's true form.

Just then, at the head of the long table, a figure with layers of wings behind him spoke.

"Medici, now that you know all this, what's your answer?"

The rustling conversation abruptly stopped, and all the figures turned to look at the red-haired man, as if waiting for his final answer.

Medici remained silent for a long time before finally speaking slowly:
"If this is His idea, then I am willing to carry out His will."

"boom!"

After the red-haired Medici finished speaking, a deafening roar followed, the light vanished, the entire hall collapsed, and everything was destroyed. The figures on the dark red table disappeared, leaving only Medici sitting alone, a bewildered expression on his face.

"Pat-pat, pat-pat"

Patches of decay appeared on Medici's handsome, young face. Then, flesh fell away, revealing the stark white bone beneath. Deep within the skull's eye sockets, a pair of eyes, filled with intense resentment, coldly stared back.
"what!"

Lu Ze suddenly woke up with a start, letting out a low growl of extreme pain.

Intense pain tormented his head, as if red-hot steel needles were piercing his brain. The red-haired demon's final glance was intensely stimulating, giving him a significant mental shock.

"elder brother?"

Immediately, a pair of warm hands reached out from the side, and the black-haired girl deftly supported him to prevent him from falling to the ground due to convulsions.

"I'm fine"

As the pain in his head gradually subsided, Lu Ze recovered and smiled at his sister.

"Cecilia, what time is it?"

he asks.

Around 10 a.m.

The other person replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white cloth and helping him untie his straitjacket.

Several days had passed since that dinner party. In these days, Miss Audrey had not asked them to go out again, but had only sent someone to deliver Sophia's payment.

Sophia concealed some of the facts from the Fussac delegation, only saying that she had been assassinated and saved by Miss Audrey Hall's guards. The delegation expressed their gratitude and directly presented her with 3000 pounds in cash. Miss Audrey did not keep any of it, but instead gave all the money to Luzer.

£3000 is not a small sum, but it seems a bit low compared to the safety of a princess. Considering the unreliable guard assigned to Sofia, there seems to be some unspeakable inside story within the Einhorn royal family.

Of course, Lu Ze wouldn't care about any of this.

Looking back on that night, he lost a teleportation stone but gained 3000 pounds in cash, so he basically didn't lose out.

Miss Audrey hadn't been looking for them lately, and they hadn't gone out either, enjoying a few rare days of peace. The only problem was that the red evil spirit had been frequently appearing in his hallucinations lately.

It seems that guy might really be a powerful being from ancient times. And what exactly is "Redemption Rose"?
I don't understand, I'd better stay away from that guy.

Is it 10 a.m. yet?

Clearing his mind of distractions, Lu Ze repeated his sister's words, "This time the madness lasted a little longer."

Freed from the straitjacket, he felt relieved and reached for the newspaper on the table.

"Brother, are we not making house calls today?"

"I'm not going out. I'll stay home today."

Lu Ze replied.

He's been very busy lately, and finally has a few days off, so he plans to rest more and won't be making any house calls.

"Okay, I'll go prepare lunch."

So Lu Ze nestled into the sofa, relaxing and reading the newspaper. From the kitchen behind him, he could hear the sounds of lunch being prepared. The stew pot bubbled and simmered, releasing an enticing aroma.

Luze casually flipped through the Tasok newspaper, checking the latest news.

The Fussac Mission successfully signed a contract, ending the East Bayran dispute.

According to this newspaper, His Majesty King George III received the Fussac delegation, whose agreement had been finalized, at Sodrak Palace last night and expressed his high appreciation for their contribution to peace between the two countries.
Did you sign the contract last night?
Lu Ze glanced at the documents and noticed that the Fussac delegation hadn't lingered after signing the contract, choosing instead to leave immediately, perhaps out of fear of another assassination attempt. The red-haired Sophia Einhorn had already embarked on her journey home; the two would likely never see each other again.

Unexpected Storm! Lennie Transportation's Stock Price Plummets!

Turning the page to the second page, the newspaper reported on financial news: several shipping companies' ships encountered storms in the Sunia Sea, causing their stock prices to fall.

Backlund needs clearer skies!

In the third edition, invited commentators vehemently criticized the current air pollution problem and pointed out, through data, that if no measures are taken, accidents will inevitably occur sooner or later.

The Russell Memorial Exhibition is currently underway.

A memorial exhibition for Emperor Rosell, organized by the Church of Steam and Machinery, opened today at the Kingdom Museum. The exhibition covers the life and work of Emperor Rosell and contains a large number of original inventions and artifacts. Readers who are interested should definitely visit.

Ok?
Upon reading this, Lu Ze paused for a moment.

(End of this chapter)