Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 164 The Pregnant Man

When I got home, it was already very late.

When Lu Ze opened the door, he saw his sister sitting in the living room waiting for him, with the lights off.

"Cecilia, didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"

Lu Ze sent his half-asleep sister back to her room, then quickly washed up and went back to his bedroom to rest.

The next day, after seeing his landlord off to school, Lu Ze had his younger sister sit next to him and then took out the mirror.

He wanted to try this mirror and see if he could cure his mental problems with it.

This extraordinary object, called the "Mirror of the Suggestor," is slightly larger than an adult's palm. Its frame is gold and decorated with finely detailed scales. The patterns on the scales look so lifelike that, if it weren't for the metallic feel they provide, one might mistake them for part of a living creature.

How do you use it? ...Touch the mirror surface, right?

Lu Ze tried reaching out and gently stroking the surface of the mirror.

The mirror, which had been calmly reflecting the scene inside, suddenly rippled after a finger was brushed across it, then became misty. From within the grayish-white mist, a huge eye slowly emerged.

The golden vertical pupils stared at Lu Ze, as if waiting for him to speak.

...I feel like this guy has some kind of intelligence.

Luze remembered the Queen's warning and remained wary of the mirror to prevent being controlled by the other party.

That's why he had his sister stay by his side, just for an extra layer of insurance.

So he cautiously began, "I hope to have my mental health treated and to return to a normal mental state."

The golden vertical pupils blinked slightly, as if expressing affirmation.

Let's give it a try.

Lu Ze exchanged a glance with the black-haired girl beside him, then relaxed in front of the mirror. He let his frantic thoughts and distorted visions dominate his mind and vision, his eyes fixed solely on the golden vertical pupils reflected in the mirror.

Through the mirror, he saw layers of transparent ripples spreading across his vertical pupils, continuously creating waves in front of him.

Lu Ze stared intently, gradually sensing that the vertical pupil was growing larger and larger, like a coiled dragon.

Its enormous mouth opened wide, ready to swallow him whole...

He slowly stopped thinking, letting his consciousness drift towards the other side, becoming a part of it.

The invisible dragon rampaged forward, intruding into his spiritual world and taking hold of his island. It raised its head, swung its tail, and roared.

It announced its arrival with an air of majesty and arrogance.

"Whoosh—"

A phantom sound of ocean waves suddenly rose up, drowning out the dragon's roar.

"Click."

Lu Ze seemed to hear a mournful cry, and then, without warning, a crack appeared in the mirror in his hand. The golden pupils in the mirror snapped shut, as if they had been punched squarely in the face, contracting painfully and trembling.

Ok?

What happened?

Lu Ze regained consciousness and looked at everything in front of him with some confusion.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"The black-haired girl next to me asked."

"What just happened?"

"The eyes in the mirror grew bigger, and then you slowly guided them towards your eyes. I was about to stop you when you woke up."

Oh, I see.

Lu Ze nodded.

Based on what he had just sensed, the mirror seemed to be swaggering around in his mental world, even attempting to control him, but it was repelled by the illusory tide in his mind and retreated, damaged.

Looking down, I saw that the pupil was trembling, as if it had been greatly frightened.

"Were you trying to control me just now?"

Lu Ze asked gently.

The golden pupils immediately swayed from side to side in denial, and the eyes even revealed a hint of flattery, as if the incomparably majestic dragon had instantly turned into a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

After that, the mirror became very cooperative, actively treating Luze's mental problems and pleading with him not to use the tide anymore. However, its abilities were limited; it couldn't completely cure Luze's mental issues, only alleviate them, prolonging his periods of lucidity.

Although it cannot be cured, it is good that it provides some relief.

Lu Ze thought to himself.

With this mirror, his normal time became longer, and he could try to contact the great detective Sherlock Moriarty. Hopefully, this detective was indeed a fellow time traveler from his hometown.

In the East End, on Dalavi Street, in front of a bustling yet cramped bar...

"I don't want to go in, it's too dirty. You go in by yourself."

Through the bar's doors, Fors saw the chaotic scene inside and decisively and shamelessly abandoned her short companion.

"Hey! You get a share of the money too!"

Hugh Deercha shouted.

"I'd rather get a smaller share than go inside."

Hearing his fellow slacker say this, and seeing her resolute attitude, Hugh could only glare at her resentfully, pinch his nose, and squeeze into the bar. Soon, a chaotic commotion erupted inside.

After a while, Hugh came out, his expression seemingly worried.

"Still haven't found it?"

Fors asked, and saw Hugh slowly shake his head.

Their trip to the East End was, of course, to fulfill Miss Audrey's request and to find the £1500 man, Lannault.

Some time ago, Hugh first came to the East District alone, found his informants, distributed information about Lanius, and warned them that the other party was very dangerous and that they should be very careful.

She gave these informants a few days to gather information, and today she came to the East End with Fors, hoping to base her report on their findings.

Further investigation will be conducted.

"Something's not right."

"Hugh frowned and said."

They've already contacted several informants, searched their residences and the bars they frequent, but haven't found any trace of them. Even when they ask others, the drunken guys can't answer.

"I agree."

Fors readily agreed, saying, "We'd better get out of here right now..."

Hugh nodded, and the two hurried forward, preparing to hire a carriage at the street corner to leave the East District as soon as possible.

In front of the bar was a narrow alley, and although it was midday, there were hardly any pedestrians. Suddenly, a figure appeared from behind the slightly gloomy path ahead.

Hugh and Fors suddenly stopped.

They both looked at the man in shock, a sense of indescribable unease and horror washing over them as he swiftly and silently took their bodies.

"Are you the ones looking for me?"

In the dark alley, a heavy sense of oppression made it hard to breathe, and the noise from the bar behind them seemed far away. The man who appeared in front of them had a mocking smile on his face and questioned them in a low voice.

This is the very person they are looking for, Lanius!

The two did not answer, but subconsciously looked at the most unusual part of him.

Lanius's belly was bulging, stretching his shirt and trousers, making him look bulky and fat.

He held his waist with one hand and stroked his belly with the other, his expression serene, even somewhat loving, looking no different from a pregnant mother—except that he was a man.

He's a man, but he's pregnant!

Not only is she pregnant, but her pregnancy looks so distorted and eerie!

"I asked you, do you want to be mothers?"

He looked at the two of them with bloodshot eyes and suddenly said this.

Hugh and Fowles didn't answer; a blasphemous and twisted sense of abnormality filled their minds. They felt nauseous, they were terrified, they wanted to scream, they wanted to turn and run away!

However, they stood frozen in place, as if nailed to the spot. A terrifying pressure emanated from Lanius's abdomen, rendering them unable to move.

As Lanius looked at them, the corners of his mouth gradually lifted until they revealed a wild and insane smile.