Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 648 Write a better novel for me!

"There might be danger there."

Lu Ze gave a warning.

"It's alright, didn't you say your messenger had the situation under control?"

Klein smiled, seemingly having great confidence in Luzer's messenger.

In fact, he already knew the situation on the other battlefield.

After killing Mr. X, Klein received a prayer from Fors the Magician. She hoped that Mr. Fool would bestow a blessing and help her teacher escape the curse.

Klein was both surprised and delighted by this.

He had been thinking about how to establish contact with the Abraham family, but the latter actually came to him on their own initiative!

He quickly responded to Fors's prayer and then used the power of the gray mist to shield her master, Dorian Grey, from the influence of the voice. At the same time, through the spirituality of their prayers, his vision also saw the current state of the battlefield.

Luzer's messenger, Fors, Dorian, a severely decomposed corpse, and an object imbued with strong spiritual energy...

It seems that Luze's powerful messengers have already eliminated the enemy.

So he wasn't worried at all.

"Oh well."

Luze nodded and gave Klein a coordinate.

On the banks of the Tasok River, some time ago.

"teacher..."

Fors looked at Dorian Gray with concern.

After reciting the name of the Fool, the latter fell into a trance. Although he no longer struggled with the pain, he did not wake up immediately, but remained in this state.

Two or three minutes later, Dorian took a long breath and opened his eyes as if waking from a dream.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Fors exclaimed in delight.

"..Um."

Dorian gave her a deep look, his expression somewhat complicated.

He really didn't expect this to happen.

After reciting the prayer, Dorian's pain vanished instantly. As if in a dream, his consciousness entered an endless gray fog, where, on the other side, a great being calmly protected him; he was so lofty, profound, and serene.

That was a god!

His own student was able to directly communicate with a deity and receive blessings upon him!

That being is called... The Fool... Hmm, the Aurora Society spread this name before, they seem to be searching for Him and His followers... Could it be that the Fool can be an enemy of the ancient and powerful true creator?

And his own students are actually the followers of fools?

Thinking of this, Dorian subconsciously turned his gaze to Fors, whose brown hair was slightly curly, her temperament was lazy, her cuffs were stained with ink, and her fingers had coffee stains. Although she could be described as a beauty, she always carried a certain regretful, useless air about her.

"hehe..."

Feeling his gaze, Fors shrank back and gave a slightly embarrassed smile.

Look at him, he doesn't seem like a chosen one of the gods at all...

Dorian closed his eyes.

He quickly regained his composure, opened his eyes, and spoke seriously to Fors, "Explain what you can say."

Fors clearly harbored many secrets, but regardless, she had saved his life. Dorian remembered his astrological predictions from years ago: Fors could bring new hope to the family. Could this hope refer to the protection of a deity...?

"Teacher, just like you have secrets, I have secrets too."

Fors thought carefully and considered his words. "There is a force behind me, and some of their members helped me, which is why I am hunting down Louis Wayne today... However, I don't know why Butis suddenly discovered us. Perhaps the operation has changed."

The force she was referring to was probably an organization of followers of the foolish... It makes perfect sense that a god only has angels under his command.

Dorian analyzed the situation in his mind, glancing at the woman in the black dress beside him.

"So what do we do now?"

He asked Fors.

Fors hesitated for a moment, then respectfully asked Antia, "Your Excellency, what should we do next?"

"Wait here."

Antia, looking at the jewelry box with a bored expression, answered casually. After speaking, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Fors with her clear, glassy red eyes.

"Is there something you need?"

Fors felt inexplicably guilty.

"You're going to write a novel for him, right?"

I never expected Antia to ask such a strange question.

Writing a novel? Oh, you mean the story that Mr. Temperance asked me to spread for him?

Fors realized what was happening and quickly nodded.

"Uh, yes."

"Make sure you write it well for me."

Antia said sternly, "Absolutely no vulgar or low-class stories. Especially his flagship; it must highlight its noble status and beautiful design, understand?"

"If you don't satisfy me with your writing... you'll be sorry!"

As she spoke, a hint of her angelic aura subtly leaked out.

"Okay, okay!"

Fors was almost suffocating and could only shout loudly.

Why does Miss Messenger have requirements regarding the plot of the novel?

And she seemed serious... which means that if my writing isn't good enough, not only will Mr. Temperance come after me, but also a Miss Angel will cause me trouble!

Fors, who was notoriously slow to update and extremely lacking in motivation, suddenly straightened up as if whipped by an invisible lash. Now she could find no excuse not to start a new book... because if she didn't write, she was truly doomed!

The tense atmosphere lasted for a few more minutes, until finally, a ripple spread through the void along the Tasok River.

"Creak—"

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A phantom gate rapidly formed and opened, revealing two figures: one gaunt and aloof, the other handsome and gloomy.

Gehrman Sparrow, with Alexander Gascoigne.

Since he did not intend to reveal his identity within the church for the time being, Lu Ze chose his second alias this time.

"Jie—uh, you two."

When Fors saw his fellow members of the Tarot Club, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to greet them when he remembered his teacher beside him and had to immediately change his address.

As for Dorian, he was immediately shocked after seeing their faces clearly.

Blood Monk and Mad Adventurer!

They were all followers of fools!

"Where's that guy?"

After landing, Lu Ze immediately glanced around the scene and then asked the angel who had come up.

"Dead, the one on the ground."

Antia pointed to the remains of Butis's body.

"You made your move?"

Lu Ze frowned. "Didn't I tell you not to overuse your abilities?"

This will cause her condition to become unstable...

"I didn't kill him; he died on his own."

Antia said casually, pointing to the jewelry box on the ground.

The box lay quietly among the remains, glowing faintly.