Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 484 You still owe me 9500 pounds

In mysticism, the world can be structured into three parts: the real world, the spirit world, and the astral world.

The real world goes without saying, and the spirit world is also of great significance to extraordinary individuals, serving as the foundation for many ritual magics and extraordinary abilities. However, the astral realm, a concept frequently appearing as an important element in occultism, has never been described or explained in detail.

It turns out that the astral plane is a place where conceptualization and symbolism converge; the Kingdom of God may be located there.
Luze carefully read through the description the Queen gave in her letter. It was clear that this important figure in the mysterious world didn't seem to know much about it either, as the letter was very cautious in its wording, repeatedly using words like "it is said" and "possibly".

According to "Red Light," the aura on his body was related to that place.

Could it be that the space where that illusory, pitch-black sea is located is the Astral Plane?
Lu Ze frowned in thought.

But then again, it doesn't seem quite right. That sea doesn't fit the descriptions of "conceptualization" or "abstraction." And according to the Queen, the astral plane is related to the so-called real starry sky, so it should at least be in the heavens, right?
He recalled the pervasive fog at sea, a fog that obscured not only the true creator across the ocean but also the view above. Perhaps, with further advancement, he would be able to see the sky above the sea and confirm whether it was indeed the so-called "Astral Plane."

"Meow~"

Luna tugged at his sleeve, waking Luze from his reverie. He picked up the cat and sat down in a chair in the room.

"Medici, what is the Astral Plane?"

He stroked the cat's smooth fur and questioned the evil spirit within it.

This guy was once the king of angels under the Creator, so he should know about this.

"hehe."

Unsurprisingly, Medici let out a contemptuous sneer, "I didn't expect you to dare to inquire about the Astral Plane so soon after arriving at Sequence 4. Impressive, impressive."

He was mocking my overestimation of my abilities.
Luze was already used to the other party's harsh tone, automatically ignoring the malice and filtering out some useful information. Judging from Medici's words, it seemed that lower-sequence Beyonders were not suited to accessing astral knowledge.

why?
Could it be because that knowledge is harmful? It seems possible, since Medici is now residing in my body and may not want anything to happen to me that would affect Him, so he secretly dissuaded me.
he guessed.

To verify this, Lu Ze then asked, "What about the real starry sky? Are the stars we see in the sky now fake?"

"Do you really want to know?"

Medici clicked his tongue, his tone seemingly carrying a hint of danger.

"never mind."

As expected. Lu Ze shook his head, wisely ending the topic.

After resting in the room for a while, Lu Ze carried the black cat out of the hotel and found a lively bar called "Sweet Lemon".

As dusk fell, the bar grew noisy. Armed guards stood at the entrance and inside. The walls were covered with various wanted posters; a quick glance revealed not only his own but also Anderson's grinning, unmistakably irritating portrait.

The bounty is 25,000 pounds, which is equivalent to that of a pirate general.
Lu Ze thought to himself.

According to Anderson, the owner of this bar is the founder of the "Adventurers' Mutual Aid Association"—yes, the loose organization that helps adventurers redeem bounties.

As is expected, Anderson disguised himself before going to the island. Luzer, on the other hand, used the "audience" approach of "psychological invisibility" to reduce people's attention to him.

"Sir, would you like something to drink?"

It wasn't until he walked to the bar and sat down that the bartender seemed to wake from a dream and noticed him, asking in a daze.

"lemonade."

Lu Ze said, "Bring another plate of fresh tuna."

To avoid hallucinations after drinking, he has never had the habit of drinking alcohol.

"A total of 15 pence."

The bartender said.

"What's been going on lately?" Lu Ze tossed a handful of coins onto the counter and asked.

"Some time ago, the Blood Cult raided Toscart Island and recruited Anderson, the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea, to form a pirate crew."

The bartender quickly prepared both items: a glass of lemonade for Luze and a plate of fresh fish for the black cat. Luna was delighted to see the fish, and sat upright at the bar, licking her lips as she ate.

He continued:

"There's been some news lately. A powerful adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow has appeared in the Roseside Islands. He killed 'Blood Admiral's' second mate, 'Iron' McVitie."

Gehrman. Oh right, it's Klein, he did a good job too.

Lu Ze nodded slightly, raised his glass and took a small sip, but frowned because the lemonade was too sweet.

"By the way, where is your boss?"

He put down his cup and asked in a relaxed tone.

"It's on the second floor, in the room at the very end of the corridor."

The bartender's eyes gleamed with a golden light as he carelessly revealed information about his boss.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Luze spoke softly, picking up Luna after she finished eating the fish. The guards didn't stop him at all, letting him walk up the stairs to the second floor. He quickly arrived at the room and pushed the door open.

The room was carpeted with soft fabric, and the air was filled with the aroma of cigars. A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair reclined in an armchair, smoking a cigar and reading a newspaper. He was surrounded by more than six bodyguards, all of whom were extraordinary individuals, the highest among them reaching Sequence 7.

"who!"

After entering the room, Lu Ze deactivated his "psychological invisibility." To the bodyguards, his sudden appearance naturally caused them great panic, and all sorts of weapons were immediately pointed at him.

"Do not move."

Lu Ze said calmly.

The bodyguards stared blankly at the golden light in his eyes, then were horrified to find that they couldn't muster any resistance at all!
With just a casual remark, they lost all their fighting power!
Good evening, Your Excellency.

The blond man in the armchair reassured everyone with his eyes, then looked at Luze and said with a smile, "I'm the owner here, Bill Brando. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"There is something."

Lu Ze said, "I heard that you founded the 'Adventurers' Mutual Aid Association'."

"That's right, I established this organization to help adventurers."

Brando's eyes flickered slightly, then he smiled and admitted it.

"That's good."

Lu Ze nodded and said, "I killed 'The Slaughterer' Gilchias and handed the money over to your organization to exchange, but it was attacked by your subordinates in conjunction with other organizations, and I still haven't received the money."

Bilt gradually revealed a look of astonishment.

"You are perhaps...?"

"Alexander Gascoigne".

Lu Ze said, "You still owe me £9500 in cash."

(End of this chapter)