Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 376 Shocking Change
Tuesday afternoon, East District.

Lu Ze, carrying his suitcase, took one last look around the house before leaving.

This was his second place of residence since arriving in Backlund. Compared to his first place, it was quiet and desolate, with only himself there. On many lonely nights, he was tormented by painful and insane hallucinations, with only a silent black cat for company.

It's fair to say that he didn't leave with any fond memories here.

No, it should be said that he didn't have many happy days in Backlund. He only rebelled in madness and despair, only saw ordinary people struggling in poverty, and only witnessed the greed of those in power and the cruelty of schemers.

Supporting this magnificent "City of Ten Thousand Capitals" beneath its foundation are the bones and blood of countless impoverished people.

Leaving is a good thing. Lu Ze is tired of the endless fog on the streets. He wants to go to the sea to see the bright sunshine, feel the fresh breeze, and hunt those unruly pirates.

There wasn't much to pack; just a few changes of clothes and miscellaneous items, all of which fit in a single suitcase. As for the extraordinary traits he had acquired during this time, he sent them all out to sea.

Luze planned to take a steam train to Pulitzer Bay and then a ship to the Sunia Sea. Although using "Travel" would be very convenient to reach his destination, firstly, he didn't have a "location" for Pulitzer Bay or the sea, and secondly, "Travel" was a recorded feature, and each use was one less opportunity available, so he should avoid using it if possible, at least not in such unimportant situations.

"Meow!"

As they reached the porch, Luna the black cat meowed and then jumped onto the cabinet.

"come over."

Lu Ze patted its little head, reached out and scooped it into his arms, then opened the door to the house.

"boom!"

The door was tightly closed, and the house returned to silence.

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.

at the same time.

15 Minsk Street, Joewood District.

"Lu Ze is also getting ready to leave, I need to hurry."

Klein put down the letter from "Mr. James Holmes" and went to the mirror.

Over the past few days, he had put on a convincing performance, perfectly embodying the image of a helpless detective, a tragic figure who had exhausted every means to uncover the truth. With this performance, he should be able to give his due in front of the Third Prince.

Yes, and this too.
Klein ran his hand across his face, and when he put his hand down, his appearance had changed subtly—his eye bags were larger, his dark circles were more pronounced, and his beard had sprouted, giving him a tired look as if he had exhausted all his energy.

He boarded a carriage and headed straight for Prince Edsack's Red Rose Estate.

“Your Highness, my spiritual communication, my divination, my visits and investigations all tell me that Talim died of a sudden heart attack.”

After going through layers of checks, Klein finally met Prince Edsack. He responded to the prince's expectations in a somber tone, "In every respect, I am too weak to obtain the truth. You should seek a stronger and more capable helper."

Even though the real culprit is right beside you, the forces in the shadows will absolutely not allow me to reveal the secret. Otherwise, I'll be the next one to be eliminated.
"I see."

The prince noticed the obvious "tiredness" on his face, nodded slowly, and stopped asking him to continue the investigation.

After handing over the investigation materials, Klein was finally freed and walked out of Red Rose Manor with a light heart.

Unfortunately, his ease didn't last long.

“Crack.”

The carriage door he was riding in was suddenly opened from the outside while the carriage was in motion. A figure leaped into the carriage and quickly emerged from within. She was dressed in a black dress and wore a blue gemstone ring; she was none other than the prince's attendant, the very person who had murdered Talim!

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a round face and a sweet temperament; she was a rare beauty.

"Triss!"

When Klein saw the other person's face clearly, he was stunned for a moment, then cried out in surprise. It was the one who had transformed from a man into a woman and escaped the Night Watchers' pursuit in Tingen!

"hehe."

Upon hearing him reveal her true identity, Triss was not surprised but delighted, revealing an alluring smile as she said:

"You do recognize me."

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.

The train station was crowded, bustling, and noisy. But a large space suddenly appeared around Lu Ze, and everyone ignored him, walking around him.

"Meow?"

Luna turned her head, looking around curiously, unfazed by the noise and the crowd.

As the year draws to a close, a considerable number of travelers head south. This is a tradition in Rue, where many citizens with the means prefer to vacation in the sunny south to welcome the New Year.

"Woo——"

After a short wait, the train bound for Pulitzer Port slowly pulled into the station, white steam billowing from it, making the platform even foggier than the streets outside, creating a rather spectacular sight.

"Okay, let's go."

Luze spoke to Luna, then followed the flow of people into the carriage and found his seat. The other passengers seemed oblivious to him, chatting amongst themselves, putting away their luggage, and finding their own seats. The carriage was quite lively for a while.

"Woo——"

The train whistle blared, reminding passengers that it would depart in half a minute.

Lu Ze stroked the black cat in his arms and waited quietly.

Through the train window, he looked out at the platform and further into the distance. The shadowy buildings were hidden in the thick fog, like giant beasts watching humanity with malice.

Goodbye, Backlund.

I'll come find you again when I'm promoted to Sequence 4.
"call!"

The sudden appearance of a deep red light interrupted his thoughts. It was a message from Mr. Fool, transmitted directly to him through spirituality.

To Lu Ze's surprise, after the crimson light dissipated, a figure appeared before him, kneeling and praying with his head bowed.

"Mr. Fool, warn Temperance, his pasture is about to be attacked by a witch!"

The voice shouted.

A gray mist obscured his appearance, and his words resonated deeply with Lu Ze.

Is my pasture in danger?
How did he know I owned a pasture?
Who is this guy?
Are they followers of the fool?

Many thoughts flashed through Lu Ze's mind, and he was momentarily stunned. But soon, he turned his head sharply and looked out the car window towards the eastern district.

"!"

His spiritual intuition was giving him frantic warnings, pricking his nerves and causing him to have insane hallucinations.

In a daze, he saw the pale yellow mist turning into a filthy, iron-black color. Within the mist, the alluring Gorgon with snakes hair turned her head, revealing a seductive smile to him.

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