Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 509 The Whereabouts of the Black Throne
The Forsaken Land, Afternoon Town.

To explore, the Silver City team members dispersed throughout the town. After experiencing various dangerous incidents and defeating some monsters, a makeshift team of five arrived at the town's center.

There, there is a church that has mostly collapsed.

The church was tall and magnificent, with thick stone pillars supporting brick and stone arches. Its main entrance was so spectacular that even a giant would find it too spacious to pass through.

"Stay alert."

Chief Colin of Silver City spoke in a deep voice, leading his team across the gate.

"Yes!"

Derrick responded along with Heim and Joshua.

He glanced instinctively at Elder Lovia beside him, then tightened his grip on the "Hurricane Axe." The latter remained calm, as if unaware of the gaze directed at her, and strode straight into the temple.

After passing through the largely collapsed forecourt, the group arrived at the prayer hall.

They discovered that the idols had been destroyed, but the candles on the altar had been lit by someone. A figure dressed in a simple white robe knelt before the altar, making prayer gestures while saying something with tears streaming down his face.

Only when everyone approached warily could they hear his words clearly.

他 说:

"Almighty Lord, I repent, for I tempted Sasriel, and the kings frequently plotted in the palace that belonged to twilight."

"The people of this town have changed at some point. They have set up secret altars, held strange rituals, and done all sorts of things that you do not allow."

"Then darkness rose, then flames burned, then depravity, bloodshed, decay, slaughter, filth and shadows flowed and engulfed the land."

"They have betrayed the Lord. They have betrayed the Lord!"

The not-so-loud sound was like thunder, resounding powerfully in the hearts of every explorer of Silver City.

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.

After Roy King left, the fleet enjoyed a period of rest and recuperation.

Beyond the safe shipping lanes of the Sunia Sea, there are numerous hidden harbors that cater specifically to pirates or vessels operating in the gray area. "Sea Serpent" Walter, a former pirate captain, was well aware of this, and thus guided his fleet to a secluded group of islands.

The ship needed maintenance, and the crew longed for some rest. Luze decided to give everyone a day off, while he himself stayed on board to consider what to do next.

After much thought, I have three things to do in the near future:

Continue to search for the "disease-stricken general";

Continue digesting the potion;

Searching for the Black Throne.

First, according to Chunas's confession, the Witch Cult was the initial link in the maritime human trafficking chain. He wanted to start with Tracy, to eliminate these filthy, damned witches, and settle both old and new scores.

Secondly, corrupting people can indeed help digest the potion. Even if it's just to find a suitable target, he needs to continue his voyage and select the corrupted. Witches who are corrupted in both body and mind are excellent materials.

Finally, there is the "Black Throne".
Thinking of this, Lu Ze lowered his head.

He was sitting at the table, his palm facing up on a piece of white paper. A black key was silently floating in his open palm.

—The key to the "Black Throne"!
A prop created by Roselle and forcibly bound to his body!

The tip of the black key, like a compass, was pointing steadily in one direction. That must be the direction where the Black Throne was located.

"Thump." Lu Ze glanced at his pocket watch, then picked up a pen and made a black dot where the key indicated. There were already many black dots on the white paper, so he continued to make black dots on the white paper at regular intervals until the black dots were dense enough to represent something.

While sailing at sea, the direction of the key was unreliable because the ship itself was moving. Now back on land, he could finally observe the key's position steadily. He then discovered that the key had actually been turning slightly the whole time.

"Swipe."

Lu Ze connected all the black dots with his pen, and a standard arc quickly appeared on the white paper.

"We've started heading back."

he said to himself.

In short, he discovered that the "Black Throne" was moving in a cyclical pattern!

Lu Ze quickly spread out a world map on the table, then picked up the blank sheet of paper, took out a sextant, and gestured at the sea outside. With the nautical knowledge he had learned during this time and the extraordinary abilities of a "navigator," he finally succeeded in drawing two straight lines with an angle on the nautical chart, and then colored in a fan-shaped area of ​​shaded area.

That fan-shaped area stretched across the Roside Islands, across the raging sea, and finally projected itself into the misty sea.

The Black Throne's trajectory lies within this fan-shaped area.

"The area is too large, it's hard to find."

Lu Ze shook his head, thinking to himself.

"Meow."

In the corner, Luna, who had been lying on the box, straightened up and barked, seemingly annoyed that Luze was too noisy and disturbing her rest.

"What are you yelling about? It's because your divination is useless. Otherwise, would I need to go through all this trouble?"

Lu Ze said to the black cat.

The "Black Throne" was naturally imbued with the ability to resist divination and prophecy. Before this, Luze had tried to have Luna perform a divination, but it only sniffed the key and then looked dumbfounded.

However, there are still solutions.

Lu Ze placed the pen on another point on the map, radiating out a fan shape that intersected with the previous fan shape, creating an overlapping area.

As long as you continue sailing at sea, constantly changing collection points and drawing trajectory maps, the overlapping part of the fan shape will become smaller and smaller, and the area you need to explore will also become smaller.

Once the witch cult in the Sunia Sea is wiped out, we should be able to identify a suitable area for exploration.
Lu Ze was thinking this when suddenly he saw something flying towards him through the window.

When he first noticed the thing, it was still quite far from the captain's cabin, but in the next moment, it traversed the long distance, floated in through the window, and landed on the table in front of Lu Ze.

It was a black invitation.

"Your Excellency, Blood Cultivator."

The invitation was placed on the table. He bowed and spoke in a human voice, "On behalf of Earl White Maple, Nast Solomon, the 'King of the Five Seas,' I extend an invitation to you. The Pirate Conference will be held soon, and we sincerely welcome your attendance."

After saying these words, the invitation stopped moving and landed straight on the table.

"Meow?"

Luna jumped onto the table, sniffing the invitation with curiosity, and tried to touch it with her front paws. Luze pushed her away and picked up the invitation instead.

This pure black paper has only an Intis-style noble coat of arms, without any specific time or place.

Oh right, speaking of which, there's this one too.
Lu Ze gradually began to recall.

(End of this chapter)