Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 723 Don't mention your sister in front of him

Nighttime, North End, 160 Berklund Street.

Klein, who was sleeping, suddenly felt his mind clear up.

He clearly sensed that someone had invaded his dream.

In the hazy dream world, he saw someone climb over the window and nimbly leap in. It was a handsome man with black hair and green eyes, wearing a white shirt and black vest, and a frivolous demeanor.

Leonard?

So they figured out my connection with the Blood Cultivator?

Klein thought to himself.

That's true. Luzer caused such a commotion before; if Leonard analyzes things more carefully, he'll eventually suspect me.

However, it's unclear whether the old angel on him is watching...

Thinking of the person behind his poet classmate, Klein gradually became serious.

I must maintain the demeanor of a strong person!

When it comes to pretending to be a strongman, Klein is a professional. He quickly reconstructed the dream, turning the surroundings into his own bedroom, where he sat calmly in an armchair, smiling at the visitor opposite him.

He appeared completely sober and said to Leonard, who was approaching, "Didn't Palez Zoroaster teach you what manners are?"

The name comes from Mobert in Grosser's Travels, and it's fitting to use it here to convey mystique.

Pales...is that the old man's name?

Leonard's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately bowed his head in greeting. "Mr. Dantes, please forgive my abrupt visit. Due to a series of recent events, our church has launched a screening, and you are on the list."

He meant that he was just following orders and using the goddess's name to protect his own safety, since if he encountered an accident while investigating Dawn Dantes, the other party would be exposed immediately.

This kid is lying.

If there really was a screening plan, Lu Ze would have told me already.

Klein chuckled inwardly, but didn't say it aloud. He also wanted to find an opportunity to indirectly connect Leonard with him.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any displeasure, Leonard relaxed slightly and continued, "Was the intrusion into St. Samuel's Church your doing?"

"us?"

"Yes, you, Blood Monk, and perhaps the mad adventurer Gehrman Sparrow."

Leonard said.

Hmm, Lu Ze goes in and out of the church every day, can that be considered an invasion...? Klein thought to himself, reached for a glass of red wine on the small round table next to him, and took a sip.

"You can say that."

After a moment's thought, he replied in an ambiguous tone.

I knew it!

Leonard felt relieved that his guess had come true.

"What else did you guess? Feel free to tell me."

Opposite him, the gray-haired gentleman remained unmoved, speaking with the heavy aura of a superior.

He was sitting down, but it seemed like he was towering over me.

Leonard took a deep breath and, using the power of "Nightmare," created a round-backed chair, pulled it over, and sat down so that his eyes were level with the other person's.

He then proceeded to lay out his deductions one by one: "[Blood Monk] Alexander Gascoigne and Luze Rondor are the same person, just like Klein Moretti, Sherlock Moriarty, and Gehrman Sparrow are the same person... I've already dug up their empty graves; they're not dead at all!"

"Whether it's the timing of the new identity coinciding with the time of the faked death, or the striking similarity between the related photos, it all confirms this!"

You really did go dig up our graves...

Klein thought to himself, but kept smiling and didn't reply.

This gesture seemed to encourage Leonard, who continued, "I think the three of you should belong to the same organization."

"organize?"

“Yes, an organization that believes in some hidden being.” Leonard took a deep breath. “When Lanruus finally died, his body was covered with tarot cards. The two people present who killed him were very likely Luzer and Klein… and their extraordinary abilities also match their time in Backlund!”

"At the same time, the Aurora Society is tracking a hidden being whose name is the same as the first Major Arcana card of the Tarot."

He exercised a final act of caution, refraining from directly uttering the name of "The Fool."

Klein smiled.

"Amazing, most of it is correct, anything else?"

"have."

Leonard wasn't pleased by the praise; instead, he became even more cautious. "I deduce that they did all this with a purpose. From Tingen to Backlund, from Night Watcher to Adventurer... the two of them changed identities multiple times, essentially all to complete the tasks assigned by the organization!"

Then he saw the middle-aged gentleman opposite him shake his head slightly.

"According to your logic, are their relatives in Tingen also imposters?"

His deep eyes looked directly into Lennar's eyes.

"this..."

Leonard was taken aback.

Although I had only met Luzer and his sister, and Klein and his siblings a few times, the intimacy and connection between them was very obvious. My theory did not quite make sense here.

"Could it be that they hypnotized ordinary people and made them pretend to be family members?"

He said this somewhat guiltily.

Stop.

He heard Dawn Dantes' calm voice say, "Your guess is a bit much."

The dream world shook as if by an earthquake. As if hinting at the owner's displeasure, a misty fog seeped in from outside, bringing a great sense of oppression.

"terribly sorry."

Leonard lowered his head, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, and said, "I broke my promise."

Actually, even Leonard himself doesn't believe such things.

But the thought that he might have been deceived by the two of them and that the captain had died under mysterious circumstances inevitably agitated him.

He heard Dantes sigh and say, "Let me give you a piece of advice: if you encounter a Blood Cultist next time, it's best not to mention his sister in front of him. Otherwise, the consequences could be severe."

This statement caused Leonard's expression to change slightly.

Don't mention his sister in front of Lu Ze?

Could it be that "Cecilia, she..."

He spoke blankly, as if he had already thought of the worst possible answer.

Dawn Dantes did not give a clear answer.

After a moment, he calmly said, "Furthermore, your previous reasoning was also reversed... The two of them only joined that organization after the Tingen incident. What they did was not an order from the organization, but for another purpose."

"What's the purpose?"

"Revenge, against Ince Zangwell."

The middle-aged gentleman's words sent a jolt through Leonard's body.

After that, he heard an answer that was completely different from what he had imagined.

In fact, those two people were not spies planted in the church by that organization; they were equally filled with anger towards the person who betrayed the church.

Leonard had his doubts, wondering if the other party was trying to mislead him. But this refined-looking middle-aged gentleman remained logical and well-reasoned, and with his abilities, there was absolutely no contradiction to his arguments.

"Thank you very much for your guidance."

In the end, Leonard had no choice but to sincerely thank the other party.

"Yes, if the time comes when you need power, you can also pray to that being for power."

Klein hinted that this provided Leonard with a stepping stone into the Tarot Society, "Also, remind Palez Zoroaster that our organization has discovered traces of Amon in the 'Forsaken Land.'"

Amun? The land forsaken by God?

Speechless with shock at the two words, Leonard could only nod silently, bow, and then leave the dream world, returning to reality.

Leaning against the back wall of St. Samuel's Church, his expression gradually grew serious.

If what Dawn said is true, then those two have already left me far behind... I must hurry up and work harder.