Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 397 World-renowned
January 1, 1350, New Year's Day, Backlund, Port Pritz.

Klein arrived at the "Prince Harbour Ticket Office" in the White Rose District by carriage.

At this moment, he had a cold and gaunt face.

—German Sparrow, this is the name Klein has chosen for his new identity. According to the setting, this Mr. Geerman is a cold-blooded adventurer who comes to sea to hunt pirates and earn commissions.

Indeed, Klein is also preparing to leave Backlund temporarily and seek advancement at sea.

He was wearing a black woolen overcoat, a half-high silk hat, a gun holster under his arm, and a thin human skin glove on his left hand.

This glove came from the deceased "Hurricane Admiral" Ziringus, and Mr. Azik sealed part of it before leaving it to Klein. It is essentially an item crafted using the extraordinary properties of the "Shepherd," capable of shepherding the soul within the glove.

"In this way, I can also herd livestock like Luze."

Klein thought to himself with a sigh, "I wonder how he is now."

To be honest, he was completely bewildered when he received the report from "Justice" on New Year's Eve.

what?
[Moderation] One person breaks into the palace alone?
what?
He commanded warships to bombard the palace.

what?
Surrounded by numerous powerful members of the royal family, he actually managed to drive a demigod mad, who forced his way to the king's throne and splattered blood all over him.
Lu Ze, despite his codename being "Temperance," shows absolutely no intention of restraining himself.
The last message from [Justice] was that Luze had exploded into a cloud of blood mist, seemingly vanishing. This greatly worried Klein, but when he arrived above the gray mist, he found that the red star representing [Temperance] was still shining brightly, indicating that the other party was still alive.

Luzer did all this seemingly because he believed that King George III was the real culprit behind the smog crisis.
"It's almost Monday, let's ask him more details at the tarot meeting."

Klein thought to himself.

He planned to directly ask the other party using the alias "[World]" without concealing it, since this identity had most likely already been exposed. Back then, to warn Luze, he directly told the other party through the gray fog that "the witch is attacking his pasture."

—With just a little reasoning, Lu Ze could deduce his own identity from this.

"Fortunately, he can only deduce that 'The World' is Klein, but he can't guess that 'The Fool' is also Klein. If he finds out my last identity, I might be embarrassed to death."

With that thought in mind, Klein stepped down from the carriage.

"Extra number, extra number!"

"Sodrak Palace was shelled and reduced to ruins! The Pritz sank, the palace guard suffered heavy casualties, and the King himself is directly threatened!"

"The killer, codenamed 'Blood Monk,' is still at large! The official Luen government has offered a £12 bounty for his head."

Newsboys waved newspapers and shouted in the open space outside the ticket office. A crowd gathered around them, scrambling to buy the newspapers. Clearly, they were stunned by the shocking news.

What happened last night is already in the newspapers today?

Klein was intrigued. He stepped forward and, using his extraordinary abilities, managed to snatch a copy of the Backlund Post from the crowded throng. Unfolding it, he found a headline detailing Luzer's actions.

Of course, as a newspaper aimed at the general public, it didn't mention the extraordinary world at all, but instead made secular modifications to the corresponding events. For example, Luze's control of the warship was changed to him threatening soldiers with bombs, and the cause of the shipwreck became the bomb explosion.
Even so, the content above is sensational enough.

"Good heavens, so the Kaping case was also done by this blood cultivator!"

"12 pounds! That's a huge bounty, 2 pounds more than Agaritó, the 'Immortal King' of the Four Kings of Pirates."

A group of travelers dressed as adventurers each took a newspaper and whispered among themselves.

Many adventurers' eyes gleamed. Yes, that was 12 pounds—a huge sum! It was impossible for these men who risked their lives at sea not to be tempted!

"."

Klein silently closed the newspaper, tucked it under his arm, and turned to walk into the ticket hall.

Lu Ze, you're now world-famous. Desperados from all over the world are after you. Be careful!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Backlund, Hillston District.

Fors stared at the newspaper in his hand, lost in thought, and remained motionless for a long time until the cigarette between his fingers burned his hand, which startled him awake.

"what!"

The cigarette, with its long butt, fell, but just before hitting the floor, it suddenly bounced back and returned to Fors's hand. Having successfully pulled off this "magic trick," she couldn't resist picking up the newspaper and reading it again.

Was it really made by "temperance"?
"What's wrong with you? Why are you making such a loud noise?"

Just then, her friend Hugh pushed open the door and entered, frowning.

"Nothing. You're back?"

Fors casually stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray. "You were in such a hurry to leave just now, was something wrong?"

"Yes, it's that guy in the golden mask from MI9 who's looking for me."

When work was mentioned, the petite Hugh immediately became serious. "He wants me to investigate that blood cultivator."

MI9?

Fors suddenly became interested. "I saw the newspaper. Is the Blood Monk story true? Did he really attack the palace?"

"Of course it's true. The cannon fire last night was so loud, how could it be fake? What that blood cultivator did was even more insane than described in the newspapers."

Hugh replied, “Fors, you’ve been staying home too long. If you go out once, you’ll see the Pritzker ship sunk in the Tasok River and the Sodrak Palace, which is half-ruined.”

Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, “You know what? This guy was a complete madman! He stormed into the palace all by himself, turning it into a sea of ​​blood, almost tearing through the entire place, and nearly even reaching the king. His blood stained the throne red!”

Foll imagined that insane scene and felt a chill run down his spine.

After all, Hugh only learned about Blood Cultivators from others, while she herself was going to meet them in person at the Tarot Gathering.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Bayam, the capital of the Roside Islands, is known as the "City of Generosity".

Any recent news?

Alger Wilson’s fleet regularly returned to the Church of Storms to report, and he asked a fellow sailor about it.

Big news!

The latter excitedly handed him a newspaper, the contents of which greatly shocked him.

At the same time, news of the attack on the Royal Palace of Rune spread like wildfire across the Five Seas, the entire territory of Rune, Intis, Fusak, Feneport, Lunburg, and the Southern Continent, and the name of the [Blood Cultivator] who was responsible for all of this also spread throughout the world.
(End of this chapter)