Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 295 Blood Cultivator
"Lu Ze, what happened?"

Klein asked cautiously, "You seem a little strange."

He certainly knew about Luzer's ordeal, but that was while he was in the Gray Fog as the Fool. He was now Klein Moretti and shouldn't know these things. Therefore, it was only natural for him to ask questions after noticing Luzer's obvious change.

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Lu Ze remained silent for a moment, his handsome face gradually turning ferocious and distorted.

Cecilia is dead.

He said simply, "She died for me."

"This"

Although Klein already knew the truth, he was still shocked when he saw Luzer's behavior.

The air in the living room seemed to freeze, with only the crackling sound of the firewood burning in the fireplace audible.

"Meow?"

The little black cat seemed to sense the heavy atmosphere and turned to look at the two of them.

“The true creator and this sequence killed Cecilia and ruined my life. I have decided to take revenge on them.”

Luze said in a deep voice, completely ignoring Klein's gaze. His speech quickened, his voice growing increasingly frantic, "I will end this painful and maddening sequence, I will drag that damned god down from the cross, I will thoroughly purge His fallen followers."

Under Klein's worried gaze, he took a deep breath.

"Mr. A has already been slaughtered and put to graze."

His tone returned to calm. "I'm also dealing with the Aurora Society in Backlund, and I estimate it will be completely eliminated in a while. In addition, I'm digesting the Shepherd's Potion, planning to continue advancing to Sequence 4. You can help me find some information to keep in mind."

“However, as far as I know, ascending to demigod status is extremely difficult,” Klein said sincerely. “Especially since your sequence is so dangerous, the closer you get to a true god, the greater the influence He will have on you.”

After seeing him this time, he initially thought Luze had become much more sober and wasn't as insane as before. But now, it seemed he had only become more covert and obsessive in his madness. With Cecilia no longer acting as a limiter, no one could stop his actions.

"Yeah, I know."

Lu Ze said calmly, "So what? You'll still get promoted eventually."

"But."

Klein didn't want to stop him from going any further, but simply felt that his current state was not good, and that advancement might lead to increasing madness until he lost control and collapsed.

"Don't try to persuade me, Klein."

Lu Ze smiled. "You know I have a terrible temper, I hold grudges and am obsessive. After being treated like this, I naturally want to retaliate a hundredfold or a thousandfold. Just like you, you came to Backlund not only because you couldn't stay in Tingen, but also to avenge your captain, didn't you?"

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Klein fell silent. He knew he couldn't persuade Luzer, so he could only watch as Luzer got up, reached out, scooped up the cat, and held it in his arms.

"By the way, I've moved to a new address. 9 St. Anthony Street, East End."

He said, handing over a slip of paper with the address written on it, “You can come to me there if you need anything, or send me a letter.”

Klein silently took the note and saw him to the door.

Next time we have a tarot reading, let's get our hands on the "Black Knight's" potion recipe for him.

Watching Luze's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Klein made his decision. Since Luze had made his choice, Klein could only offer his full support. The "Black Knight" formula was available in Silver City, but Elder Lovia had already sent it to the warehouse as a contribution, and it was now under the control of the "Six-Person Council."

If the Sun is willing to pay an equivalent price, perhaps their leader will agree to share the formula.

As for what the equivalent is?

It was naturally the potion recipe he obtained when he looked directly at that drop of divine blood from the "Eternal Sun"—also Sequence 4, the "Dark-Free One" of the Solar Path. But the only problem was that this recipe was incomplete; only the main ingredients were known, while the auxiliary ingredients and ritual were unclear, making it much less valuable than a complete recipe.

There might be some additional costs involved, which Luze himself will have to cover.

Klein thought to himself.

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Queens, the headquarters of MI9.

"Attention everyone."

A man who appeared to be a major walked into the office area, his expression extremely serious.

"According to intelligence provided by an informant within the Steam Church, the target suspected to be the [Blood Monk] has reappeared. This time, he successfully killed a Sequence 5 'Apostle of Desire' and escaped before the members of the Mechanical Heart arrived. Although the Mechanical Heart carefully examined the scene, they found nothing due to the interference of flesh magic."

Upon hearing his words, the MI9 personnel gradually became shocked.

"An apostle of desire, killed just like that?"

One of them couldn't help but exclaim, "That's Sequence 5!"

"That's right, and I feel he's getting stronger and stronger."

The other person nodded and said, "Back at Capin's mansion, it took a long time to fight; and the battle against the divine Lanluus was also a hard-fought victory. Now, facing a Sequence 5, he's dealt with him so quickly. Could it be that he's advanced to Sequence 4?"

"You must be joking. A Sequence 4 against a Sequence 5 is no match at all."

Everyone was talking in hushed tones, their voices buzzing.

The "Blood Monk" they referred to was an extraordinary individual who suddenly appeared in Backlund, suspected to be a member of the Mystic Path. He committed a frenzied massacre at Capin's mansion, causing dozens of high-ranking officials, nobles, wealthy merchants, and other members of high society to disappear without a trace, including several members of MI9.

The case had a significant social impact. Although the public generally expressed a positive attitude, MI9, as an intelligence organization affiliated with the royal family, secretly established a special task force to investigate the matter.

However, the investigation into this person did not go smoothly.

His whereabouts were all traced through anti-divination rituals, and intelligence personnel could not find any trace of him—he had nothing to do with the Aurora Society, as if he appeared suddenly and disappeared just as suddenly.

Driven by a secret, and unable to make the investigation too obvious, MI9 eventually learned from the few words spoken by the rescued girls that they wore blood-red robes and were constantly uttering frantic prayers.

Ultimately, because of this impression, they gave each other the code name "Blood Cultivator".

"Alright, now that we have a new lead, let's continue the investigation as planned."

The major raised his voice and addressed the crowd, "Is there anyone who wants to lead the investigation?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately lowered their heads.

Just kidding, who would want to investigate such a dangerous target!
"Nobody's taking the initiative?" The major looked around and found a disheveled middle-aged man dozing in a corner. "Revi, he's yours. You take Cons and the others and go investigate the leads."

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One of Audrey's friends, Constance Rilson, looked up in surprise when he suddenly heard his own name called.

(End of this chapter)