Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 296 Luna
Backlund, East End, St. Anthony No. 9.

"Crackling."

The fire in the fireplace had been burning for a while, with only a few glowing red embers remaining, crackling and popping as they split open.

A pure black kitten sat upright in front of the fireplace. Its fur was glossy and smooth, and its blue eyes reflected the firelight. Its body did not move, but its ears seemed to be independent living things, twitching incessantly with the continuous crackling of the firewood.

Although the black cat was interested in the glittering flames and the crackling firewood, it did not pounce into the fireplace because a very tall fence blocked its way.

Behind the black cat was a large sofa, where the owner of the house was sitting in a relaxed posture.

In winter, a fireplace, a cat, a warm home, and a contented owner—these elements combine to create a heartwarming scene.

—If it weren't for the fact that one of the owners was going mad, then that would certainly be true.

"By the sweat of your brow you will earn your food until you are buried."

Lu Ze murmured softly, his eyes widening, his blood-red robes trembling with the prayer, rippling like water: "For you are dust, and to dust you shall return."

The once warm living room seemed to have grown colder because of his frantic prayers.

"Meow."

The black cat flicked its tail and suddenly turned its head.

In that instant, the blue in its eyes was replaced by pure black.

"Meow~"

As if communicating with something, it called out to the empty void, its small cat face appearing solemn, its tail swishing back and forth.

Soon, as if it had gotten an answer, the little black cat got up nimbly and ran towards the kitchen.

Not a few seconds passed.

"Squeak!"

A faint, mournful cry came from inside the house. The black cat, with a shivering gray mouse in its mouth and its tail held high, wobbled back.

"Meow~"

It ran to Lu Ze's feet, put down the dead rat, and looked up and cried out, as if showing off or asking for credit.

Unfortunately, Luze was lost in his hallucination and unaware that his home was being carefully protected. Fortunately, the little black cat forgave Luze, simply placing the mouse in a prominent spot on the sofa before running back to observe the fire in the fireplace.

"call--"

Lu Ze snapped out of his hallucination, looked up at the clock on the living room wall, and realized it was already thirty minutes later.

"The frequency and duration of the attacks have decreased."

He thought to himself.

As the potion was digested, Luze's near-out-of-control frenzy was gradually subsiding. Perhaps once he fully digested the Shepherd's Potion, he would be able to regain basic control. However, even so, when he came into contact with the aura of the true creator, or when his emotions reached an extreme, he was still prone to becoming frenzied and extreme.

If I had to explain it, it would probably be that my mental baseline was already very low, and after being stimulated, I was prone to teetering on the edge of madness and lucidity.

It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't affect my ability to kill.

Lu Ze thought to himself.

Monday is just two days away, the day of the Tarot gathering again. This time, he plans to go up and have a good talk with [The Sun] to see if there's any way he can get access to the "Black Knight's" potion recipe.

"Giving money alone is definitely not enough, and their Silver City is in the Forsaken Land, so they don't need Rune's gold pounds."

Lu Ze muttered to himself.

"So, in exchange for extraordinary characteristics?"

He only has a maximum of Sequence 5 Extraordinary Traits, and his Extraordinary Items are mostly similar. If he had to choose, his most valuable item would be the "Pain" weapon, which had mutated into bones. However, the value of Pain is too great, and its effects have a unique purpose for him, so he can't easily give it away. If only there were something more suitable.
Lu Ze frowned as he thought.

Speaking of which, the Sequence 5 Beyonder I met back then, Sharon, had arranged to go to the noble cemetery of the Ammon family in the Fourth Era. Perhaps there would be something of great value in the Fourth Era cemetery!

Unfortunately, Sharon broke her promise, and the Queen, who was in charge of the liaison, also temporarily left Backlund.

Let's put this matter aside for now and keep it as a backup plan. If the Queen returns in time, we'll try to find Sharon through her. In the meantime, we can't place all our hopes on Sharon and Silver City; we still need to continue searching for possible avenues.

If there's another possibility, it would be seeing the aurora borealis.

Although the Aurora Society in Backlund had been destroyed, the false shell was still preserved by Luzer—he impersonated Mr. A, and flesh puppets posed as servants; the gatherings of Beyonders organized by Mr. A were still going on. The lower-ranking Beyonders did not notice the abnormality of the host and continued their transactions as usual.

The gathering proved more useful than he had imagined. Through the communication and transactions among the participants, he gained a considerable amount of underground intelligence about Backlund, as well as some knowledge of the occult.

Indeed, building a platform is always the most profitable business.

Could I impersonate Mr. A and apply to the Aurora Society headquarters for a Sequence 4 potion recipe?

The chances are slim, and it's very dangerous.

Leaving aside whether the Aurora Society headquarters would agree, if they did, and if they did, they might send several high-sequence Extraordinary individuals to audit them, and then they themselves would be in trouble.

Although Lu Ze had decided to eliminate the Aurora Society, he also knew that with his current strength, he was not yet capable of defeating a high-sequence powerhouse.

"None of these methods are easy."

Lu Ze said in a low voice, "But then again, if it's not difficult, how can we demonstrate the preciousness and power of the demigod potion?"

He said this as if to comfort himself, and tried to sit up by supporting himself with his hands on the sofa. Suddenly, he felt his palms touch something furry.

"Ok?"

Lu Ze looked down and picked up a dead mouse from the sofa.

"Luna, did you do this?"

He said to the black cat.

"Meow?"

When the little black cat heard him raise his voice, it turned its head and wagged its tail.

It probably doesn't know yet that "Luna" is its new name.

Indeed, after being reminded by Klein, Luzer realized that he hadn't given the little black cat a name. After some thought, and considering that it was a female kitten, Luzer finally named it "Luna".

"You're the one who brought the mouse here, aren't you?"

Lu Ze asked again.

"Meow~"

Luna the black cat finally turned around completely, tilting her head to look at Luze, as if wondering why he hadn't eaten yet, wasting all the care she had given him.

"That's fine, at least it helps get rid of pests at home."

Lu Ze and the cat stared at each other for a moment, then suddenly realized that they couldn't communicate at all, and chuckled softly.

"boom!"

Flames erupted in his palm, instantly burning the corpse to ashes, and then he stood up.

It's time to go check on my flock of lambs.

(End of this chapter)