Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 450 The Blood Cultivator Has Arrived at Sea?

Are you sure this is 'The Slaughterer' Gilchias?

Jante pressed for an answer.

His red nose was glowing from excitement.

"It's definitely him. Just send it to the Church of Storms; they'll definitely have a way to confirm it."

Anderson had witnessed Gilchrist's death firsthand, so he was naturally very confident.

"That's good."

Hearing this, Jante nodded excitedly. He began to circle the body, examining it and clicking his tongue in disapproval.

"Anderson, you're amazing! You actually managed to hunt down the second mate of 'Undead King' Agaritu!" he exclaimed excitedly. "Now, you can definitely be called the 'Strongest Hunter' in the Sunia Sea!"

"No, I didn't kill Gilchias."

Upon hearing the other party attribute the hunting achievement of the "slaughterer" to him, Anderson quickly denied it, saying, "I killed the other two."

He was joking; he wouldn't dare steal the spotlight from Gascoigne.
"If it wasn't you? Then who was it?"

"Jante asked curiously."

That's right. The way the corpse was "packed" certainly doesn't seem like Anderson's style. He was just thinking this when he saw the "Strongest Hunter of the Misty Sea" across from him speak, his mouth opening and closing to provide the answer:
"The one who killed Gilchias was the [Blood Monk]."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding atmosphere fell silent again.

No, to be precise, they were practically frozen. Everyone stared at Anderson, as if he had just said something incomprehensible.

"Wait a minute. Their reaction is strange."

Anderson quickly sensed something was amiss. "Could it be that there's some secret I don't know about in the name 'Blood Monk'?"

He initially thought that the "Blood Cultivator" was a rising adventurer who had rapidly gained prominence during his time trapped in the God War Ruins, which was why he spoke of it so freely. He even intended to help spread the word about the other person. But judging from everyone's current state, it was probably more than that!
"I'm just kidding."

Anderson immediately put on a smiling face.

"You mean, what you just said was a lie?"

"Of course! How about that, were you scared? Your reactions are really interesting."

Anderson said with a grin.

"Damn it! You're still as awful as ever!"

Jante was furious, but he also seemed relieved.

There's definitely something wrong.
Anderson maintained a smile, but in his heart he became increasingly convinced that there was something he didn't know.

"I'll come to collect the money tomorrow, please prepare it for me as soon as possible."

He calmly told the cursing and rambling Jant to throw the three corpses on the ground. Then he walked out of the Adventurers' Guild and went to a nearby bar.

"A glass of Southwell beer."

He tossed a few coins down and said to the bartender.

The bartender took the money and served him a glass of beer with fine foam and golden liquid.

Anything interesting happening lately?

Anderson took a sip of his beer and asked casually. He was no longer in the mood to savor the beer; he was eager to find out about the so-called "Blood Monks." "I just finished a long voyage, and news is scarce."

“Something new happens every day on the high seas.”

The bartender, wiping glasses, glanced at him and said.

"Let's talk about that [Blood Cultivator], I've seen people talking about that name."

Anderson hinted indirectly.

"It seems you've been sailing for quite a while, you didn't even know him."

The bartender chuckled, but out of consideration for Anderson's generous tip, he continued, "He's a criminal who's been on the run recently."

After understanding the situation, he was utterly shocked. To bombard the palace and attack the king on the eve of the year, and to have committed numerous dangerous acts before that... Gascoigne is far more insane than I imagined! No wonder everyone reacted that way upon hearing his name!

"The wine is good."

Anderson calmly finished his beer and turned to leave. Before he went outside, he scanned the wall where the bounty posters were displayed in the bar, finally spotting a newly posted one near the Four Kings:

Blood Cultivator

Regardless of life or death
Bounty: 120000
The wanted poster didn't show any specific facial features, only a blurry figure in a robe, with a line of small print below: "Always wears a blood-red robe and utters evil prayers."

£12
Anderson counted the zeros on the bounty poster carefully before stepping out of the bar. He walked steadily until he entered a deserted alley, then sped up and ran quickly towards the hotel.

Oops!

We are in danger!
Although I managed to get away with it just now, the state of the blood-red crystals easily reminded me of the Shepherd's Path. If they thought about it more carefully, they might report me. I must go back and tell Gascoigne immediately!

Anderson regretted it; he hadn't expected that simply saying a name would have such serious consequences.

When he arrived at the hotel they had agreed to meet, he found Lu Ze checking in at the front desk.

"what happened?"

When Lu Ze saw him rush in and that his expression was not good, he waved his hand, hypnotizing the others present, before asking the question.

"Um, I'm so sorry."

Anderson forced a smile and said, "I didn't know what the name 'Blood Monk' meant before, and I revealed it to the mutual aid society."

He briefly explained what had just happened, becoming increasingly uneasy as he spoke, fearing that the other party might displease him and release him. "We should leave here as soon as possible, lest they report us."

"Oh, this? It's nothing."

After hearing his words, Lu Ze waved his hand calmly, "Let them report it."

He had just been promoted to Sequence 4 Demigod and was looking for someone to practice on.

While the royal family's pursuit is troublesome, high-ranking angels won't easily mobilize, and mid- to low-ranking angels are unlikely to be able to completely eliminate him. In the short term, even if his location is exposed, it won't be a problem.

Moreover, what he plans to do next will openly expose his presence at sea.

"You don't mind?"

Anderson asked, extremely surprised.

Not at all.

As Luzer answered, he wrote down his current name in the register—Alexander Gascoigne. Again, since they were going to be exposed sooner or later anyway, they might as well associate this false name with themselves.

"This"

Anderson didn't know what to say.

So, we should just ignore them?

"There are still empty rooms here. Please book one for yourself, and then come to my room. I have something to ask you."

Lu Ze didn't give him time to hesitate. He spoke directly, then picked up the black cat and went up to the second floor first.

Anderson stood at the front desk on the first floor for a while, his expression changing rapidly, before finally gritting his teeth and booking a room as well. He didn't have much luggage with him, so after getting the key, he went straight to find Luze.

"What's the matter?"

Anderson asked as soon as he entered.

Luze had booked the best room. Luna stomped around on the soft mattress while he sat in a sofa chair to the side.

"Give me detailed information about the seven pirate generals and four pirate kings."

He stretched out in the chair.

This can also be considered as getting a head start on understanding the situation of future peers.

(End of this chapter)