Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 246 Uses of Ribs

Do you know how to use this extraordinary item?

Luze showed the fused rib to "Red Light" Al Moria.

This wasn't a complete rib, but a piece that Lanius had forcibly bitten off. It was about two fingers long, with one side blunt and flat, while the other side was sharper, sticking out long like a bone spur—perfect for stabbing someone.

"Please move it closer."

This time, Red Light El Moria did not refuse him.

"Ok."

Luze stepped forward and placed the rib on the altar—before the paper effigy representing "Red Light," El Moria. He saw the bright red paper effigy bow slightly, as if examining the rib. The pale white surface of the bone was then illuminated by a layer of red light.
After observing for a moment, the paper figure represented by the "red light" raised its head again and looked at Lu Ze.

"If I'm not mistaken, this bone comes from your body?"

"Yes."

Luze subconsciously touched his side. Although the wound and bone from Lanluus's bite had healed, it still ached slightly when he thought about it. "By chance, my bone was swallowed by some extraordinary creature and fused with another extraordinary item inside its body. As of now, I don't know how to use it."

"I see."

The red light rumbled, “No wonder I sensed a variety of powers and properties from this bone. They should have repelled each other, but in that peculiar internal environment, they fused together using your bone as a medium.”

The divinity of the evil god's offspring served as a catalyst, while Luze's own bones acted as a medium.
"So, how do I use it?"

he continued to ask.

"This bone originally belonged to you. Once it is returned to your body, you will naturally know how to use it."

However, the bright red paper figure's answer was somewhat ambiguous.

What does "returning to the body" mean?
Wait a minute! Could it be...?
Lu Ze hesitated for a second, a terrible guess forming in his mind.

"You mean, when I use it, I have to stab myself?"

He asked in a deep voice, suddenly realizing why the other end of his ribs had sharp, slender bone spurs.

"."

The paper figure did not answer, as if it had tacitly agreed.

"That's truly insane. It's only possible through my method," Lu Ze said in a deep voice, his tone ambiguous, whether in praise or sarcasm. "And what about its negative effects?"

"Similarly, you'll understand when you use it."

The other party's words remained ambiguous.

"Okay, thank you very much for your answer."

Lu Ze thanked him and then put the white rib away. Judging from the description of the "red light," this bone might be more dangerous than he had imagined; he might give it a try if he had the chance.

"my pleasure."

The bright red paper figure bowed slightly.

"Red Light" has a really good attitude; no wonder it's a friendly and mysterious being.
Lu Ze was somewhat moved. To be honest, this was the most relaxed ritual he had ever experienced since becoming a Mystic. There were no terrifying delirious incantations to torment his mind, no frantic knowledge to overwhelm him, and no scrutinizing or judging gazes. It was just an equal exchange of questions, like a student asking a teacher a question.

However, the "red light" recorded in the notes of "Spiritual Encounters" was polite but still maintained a certain dignity, and was perhaps too friendly just now. Or is it that the "red light's" behavior is related to something special about me?

Considering the other party's suspicious pause earlier, they might actually know something!
Unfortunately, even if I directly ask about "red light," the other party will probably only respond with ambiguous answers, just like before.

I hate the Riddler!

Lu Ze couldn't help but think that perhaps only when his sequence level improved further would "Red Light" El Moria respond to him with a more serious attitude. "Well then, these are my questions for now."

He said to the bright red paper figure.

"I understand. If you have any further questions, you can contact me or my other Jingguang brothers in the relevant field."

"Red Light," El Moria said, manipulating the paper figure to bow again.

"call--"

The wind gradually subsided, and the illusory gate formed by the three candle flames vanished. The red color on the paper figure faded rapidly, and it fell face down on the altar with a "thud."

North District, the headquarters of the Church of Goddess in Backlund, St. Samuel's Church.

Inside a lounge, Leonard, with his dark hair, green eyes, and handsome features, had his feet propped up on the table, his hands, gloved in red, behind his head, and was rocking back and forth in his chair. Such a posture would be quite inappropriate for a gentleman, but it seemed perfectly fitting given his languid and casual poetic air.

Although his movements were remarkably leisurely, his expression was somewhat grave, his brows furrowed, as if he were deep in thought.

At that moment, he suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Old man, what do you think about those two people the other day?"

Leonard seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps murmuring to thin air.

The next instant, a slightly aged voice rang out in his mind:
"I do not know."

"Really don't know?"

Leonard, however, was unwilling to let the matter rest so easily and continued to press the topic, "But now that I think about it, when you saw that person, you seemed to make a soft 'hmm' sound. Did you discover something?"

"I do have some guesses, but I can't tell you."

An aged voice answered.

"Are you being so cautious because it's related to your enemies?"

Leonard said.

The voice inside him came from a powerful ancient being of a high rank who temporarily parasitized his body to recover his strength in order to escape his enemies.

"You'd better not know; it won't do you any good right now."

The aged voice then became deep and resonant.

"Ha, I think you're just scared."

Leonard said, though he could still sense the fear in the other man's tone. Normally, this old man would remain composed even when facing high-ranking deacons and archbishops, but now he was displaying such an attitude, which made him even more puzzled.

Just as he was thinking about how to get the other party to tell him the truth, the door to the lounge was suddenly opened, and a woman was standing in the doorway. She was tall and had a casual expression, with her arm covered by a wide sleeve.

"Your Excellency Isabella."

Leonard immediately pulled the legs off the table and stood up from his chair.

"Leonard, come with me, there's a meeting we need you to attend."

"Wings of the Goddess," Isabella said with a smile, leading him out of the conference room.

Leonard followed behind the other party, not worried that the old man parasitizing his body would be discovered. When he became the Red Glove, he went through many tests and was never exposed.

The two walked through the quiet and lofty church.

(End of this chapter)