Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 475 I'll also make a messenger
Sunia Sea, on the route from Toscate to Oláwi.

"Swish, swish"

Philia scrubbed the deck vigorously, working it from top to bottom for a while before stopping.

"call--"

After finishing the final touches, I stretched my slightly sore neck and let out a long sigh of relief. Looking around, I saw the boundless blue sea, echoing the azure sky. The morning sunlight was perfect, dyeing the clouds in the sky and the waves on the sea a dazzling gold.

Faced with such a magnificent view, Philia had no heart to appreciate it, but instead shook her head with a philosophical air.

The life of a pirate was very different from what he had imagined. After the initial excitement of boarding the ship faded, he began to feel disillusioned.

First of all, sailing itself is a very tiring experience. The ship is constantly rocking with the waves, making you feel like your brain is going to come out. The surrounding scenery is always the same, just seawater, seawater, and more seawater; even the most beautiful scenery will become boring after a while.

Secondly, pirates actually had to follow discipline.

The boatswain made it clear to everyone: gambling, theft, and private fights were strictly prohibited on board; all conflicts had to be resolved openly. In the event of battle, everyone had to participate; cowards would be eliminated without mercy.

During raids, keeping any loot for oneself is strictly prohibited, and all spoils must be distributed fairly. The captain, first mate, and boatswain each receive two portions, while the helmsman, gunner, medic, carpenter, and others receive one and a half portions. Those who make outstanding contributions during the battle receive additional rewards. According to the boatswain, these are the basic rules of piracy.

The seemingly barbaric and fierce pirates are actually reasonable!

Newcomers like him, who lacked "work experience," not only had to do all sorts of odd jobs, but also had to undergo combat training, leaving them exhausted every day.

What I yearn for is the pirate life—the kind where you do whatever you want, destroy all enemies, and make the entire sea tremble at the mere mention of your name.
Philia thought to herself sullenly.

The sea breeze caressed him, and he stood there resting for a while, deep in thought, before picking up his bucket and brush and heading into the cabin. He still had a lot of work to do.

When will I be able to stop doing menial tasks and become a big shot like the captain?

Philia thought to herself as she looked toward the direction of the captain's cabin.

Suddenly, he saw something ethereal flash by, like the head of a woman with pale golden hair. It seemed to pass through the walls and enter the captain's cabin.

"!"

Philia stared wide-eyed, frozen in place, overwhelmed by both fear and confusion at the same time.

ghost?

Did I see it wrong?

Impossible, it's clearly just a floating head!

It's daytime, so why is it haunted?

For a moment, Philia was so frightened that he almost screamed. But when he remembered that the boatswain, who was more stern and terrifying than a ghost, had said that no shouting was allowed on the ship, he managed to hold back.

The captain's cabin of the HMS Hit.

"Klein is actually quite capable."

Lu Ze looked at the messenger in front of him and thought to himself.

This was a tall woman. She wore an intricately patterned black gown with a clean, smooth cut at the neck. In each hand, she held a head with pale blonde hair; all four heads had the same face, radiant and majestic.

Not only was his appearance unique, but Lu Ze could also tell that this messenger's strength was not to be underestimated.

"Postage." "One." "Gold coin."

The messenger's four heads all looked at Lu Ze and spoke in turn. The last head, which hadn't spoken, handed over a letter.

"boom!"

Lu Ze felt a loud bang in his head, followed by a sharp pain in his eyes. Through his slightly blurred vision, he saw that the messenger's presence had blurred, transforming into a large, eerie rag doll covered in strange patterns. Its head had been severed and was resting in its arms. What did this mean? This thing was clearly above a demigod!

"Captain, what is this ship of ours?"

Just as Luze was on high alert, Anderson pushed open the door to the captain's cabin, walked in, and asked the messenger curiously.

"messenger."

Lu Ze said briefly, taking the letter handed to him. He knew that with Anderson's knowledge, he should know what a spirit messenger was.

Then he witnessed Anderson's suicidal moment.

"A messenger, no wonder."

Anderson stroked his chin, scrutinizing the other man, and clicked his tongue in admiration, "There's a kind of bloody beauty to it, cough cough!"

Before he could finish speaking, his hands moved uncontrollably, gripping his own neck tightly and refusing to let go. The force was so great that his tongue stuck out and he foamed at the mouth. The messenger, however, didn't even flinch.

Ability similar to that of a vengeful spirit.
Lu Ze took out a gold coin and handed it over, then—

"brush!"

A dark, deep greatsword appeared instantly, was grasped by Luze, and slashed vertically down in the air between the messenger and Anderson.

"Cough cough."

A flash of dark light appeared, as if some invisible connection had been severed. Anderson's hands, which were gripping his neck, instantly loosened, and he began to cough loudly, struggling to breathe.

"My first mate is impolite, please excuse him."

Lu Ze said calmly, "I have received the letter. Thank you very much."

No matter what, Anderson is now one of our own, and it's not up to the other party to teach him a lesson.

"."

The messenger's four heads turned simultaneously, looking at Lu Ze, their gazes lingering for a moment on his swaying shadow and the dark greatsword. Just as Lu Ze thought she was about to do something, she took a step back and vanished from the real world.

"I'm sorry, Captain, I've caused you trouble."

Anderson caught his breath and bowed his head in apology.

"It's alright. Did you forget to use the 'Bad Luck Charm' regularly? Remember to use it on time."

Lu Ze remained expressionless as he opened the letter, saying, "We're almost at Oravi Island. Don't die before then."

"Okay, I remember."

Anderson replied that, seeing that Luzer wanted to read the letter, he went outside to wait.

"To be honest, this messenger is really amazing," Luze thought to himself, unfolding the letter. There, written by Klein, was the letter explaining how to summon the messenger and establish a contract.

This letter is a follow-up to the Transmigrators' Gathering.

The letter was divided into two parts: the first part concerned the messenger, and the second part contained information about "General Disease." According to the intelligence obtained by Klein after his investigation, the bounty for finding Elaine the Red-Haired did indeed come from General Disease, and there seemed to be some kind of forbidden relationship between the two.

Heh, that seems reasonable. It appears that the "sick girl" was originally a man and still retains her original preferences.

Lu Ze thought to himself with a cold smile.

The path to becoming a witch seems to inevitably bring about changes in appearance. If Cecilia could reach this point, what would she look like, given her already stunning beauty?
His eyes dimmed for a moment, then he put away the letter and burned it to ashes.

(End of this chapter)