Shepherd's Acting Method
"Cecilia, you've lost a bit of weight. Have you been eating properly lately?"
After finishing tying his sister's hair, Luther asked with some concern.
Her younger sister's body was as slender as a kitten's; her calves, beneath her white dress, could be encircled with one hand, and her collarbones were clearly defined. Just now, as she sat in front of the fireplace, Luther even felt the firelight shining through her body, making her appear somewhat unreal and ethereal.
Saying a woman is thin is a compliment.
The girl smiled gently, "Don't say things like that to other ladies, they might misunderstand."
"All right."
Luther casually remarked, "But actually, no matter what I say, they're willing to misunderstand."
His face always brought him trouble, and he had grown accustomed to the kindness of strange women. However, since arriving in Backlund, he had been disguising himself or concealing his face, and such encounters had become much less frequent.
"By the way, Cecilia, has there been any news from Miss Fors?"
The atmosphere on the streets has gradually eased recently, and the underworld is also reviving. Luther guesses that the lazy lady should make her move soon.
"There's news. She says Miss Audrey has joined the Psychology Alchemists and is willing to offer help. However, Miss Audrey still needs to contact the Psychology Alchemists to inquire whether the other party is willing to provide treatment."
"This round trip will probably take several more days."
Luther said, "However, so far things have gone smoothly."
"Don't worry, brother, everything will go smoothly."
She smiled and said, "Okay, I need to go prepare dinner. What would you like to eat?"
Fireplace roasting.
"I was just kidding, you can't really roast yourself in the fireplace." The girl glanced at him with a smile, then turned and went into the kitchen. "Sit by the fire first, and dinner will be ready soon when Miss Emily, the landlady, comes back."
"Okay, okay."
Luther agreed and sat down in front of the fireplace.
Although the changing weather outside no longer had much effect on his body after reaching Sequence 5, the temperature of the stove fire still made him feel very comfortable, and the chaotic sounds in his head seemed to have diminished considerably.
Facing the quietly burning flames, his thoughts surged and rose.
Besides the problem of that sea, he had other things to solve.
First and foremost, there are one's own various enemies.
One of his enemies, Ince Will, is in Backlund and is currently believed to be Sequence 4 Beyonder. With Luther's current abilities, he is not yet able to deal with him and may even need to hide himself from him so that he does not discover that he is still alive.
The second enemy is the True Creator, who is even more troublesome than Ince Will. However, since He is a god, before His physical form descends into reality, the threat He poses is limited to the spiritual realm; He can simply continue to resist. Of course, if unforeseen circumstances arise, then further plans will be made.
The third enemy, and the one most likely to discover him, is Mr. A, the Shepherd of the Aurora Order.
Luther shattered his long-cherished wish, causing him immense pain. As he fled the scene, although his Consciousness was in disarray, he still heard Mr. A's roar and his insane declaration to hunt him down.
"Hopefully, the Goddess Church will catch Mr. A soon."
Luther said to himself once again.
Besides external enemies, one's own mental state is also a major problem.
Luther hoped the Psychology Alchemists could provide assistance, even though it would require some payment, but fortunately, his financial situation was quite good. In addition to a large amount of cash, he also had several Beyonder Item and Characteristic. According to internal documents of the Goddess Church, the Psychology Alchemists was a relatively new organization that had only been established in the last hundred years, and should have an urgent need to strengthen its organization; such Beyonder Item would certainly be highly sought after.
Of course, in addition to external treatment, Luther also needs to make his own efforts.
He still has a portion of the Shepherd's Potion within him that hasn't been digested. The mental imprint within this Potion is also influencing his mind, pushing him towards loss of control and madness. Therefore, he must quickly master the Acting of the Shepherd " and digest the Potion as soon as possible.
But how should one Acting of the "Shepherd"?
The flames in the fireplace were dimming. Luther brushed away the ashes, added more firewood, and thought to himself.
First, as is customary, following the instructions in Roselle's Diary, we'll start with the names of the Potion.
Shepherd, as the name suggests, is someone who Grazing sheep.
What do Grazing do?
Luther recalled his "Grazing, "Grazing which, in a mystical sense, involved plundering Lamb, then keeping and Imprisonment, Scourging and driving them when necessary.
This shouldn't be considered "Grazing" in that sense.
He thought to himself.
So far, Luther has Grazing several souls, but the Shepherd's Potion in his body has not shown any obvious signs of being digested, which proves his idea that simply "Grazing" is not the key to his Acting.
So, what are Shepherd, or similar Grazing, doing in the real sense?
Obviously, the first thing you need is a Flock.
That is, the Lamb.
If the soul within me doesn't count as Lamb, does that mean I need Lamb in reality?
Luther thought to himself.
Of course, this "Lamb" definitely doesn't refer to real cattle or sheep; it should be a person.
"Gathering a large number of believers, teaching them, bewitching them, and driving them like livestock does indeed seem like something this Pathway would do."
Luther thought with disgust.
But there was no other way; since he might have to Acting this role to digest the information, he had no choice but to do it.
The good news is that "Flock" aren't too hard to find in the East Borough.
It's almost ironic that Backlund, the largest city in Loen, also has Loen's largest slum. Countless people struggle to survive, their emotions extreme, the air thick with the scent of death. To have enough to eat, to escape their suffering, they are willing to do anything. These people are the natural targets of worship.
"No wonder the Aurora Order keeps coming back even after being eradicated."
Luther sneered inwardly.
He made up his mind that after meeting the members of the Psychology Alchemists, he would begin to Concealment preach in the East Borough, gathering a group of Lamb to believe in him. Then, based on the feedback from the digestion of the Potion, he would modify his Acting and slowly explore the rules of the "Shepherd" Acting.
This whole process will probably take quite a while. But no matter how troublesome it is, we have to keep going.
Backlund, in some unknown abandoned building.
"I repent, I repent."
Mr. A is praying.
He lay almost face down on the cold floor, his voice filled with pain and sorrow, his handsome face Distortion with Blood Tears.
"Bang, bang!"
Mr. A slammed his head against the floor, one strike after each prayer. A pool of blood had formed on the floor, and chunks of flesh occasionally splattered from his head, landing on the ground and twitching slightly. Yet he remained oblivious, continuing his painful prayers.
Opposite him, the tall statue hung silently upside down, its outline blurred in the darkness.
"Heh, what a sorry sight."
A voice suddenly sounded from behind Mr. A.
It was an extremely soft and charming female voice, causing the man who heard it to have a jumble of alluring thoughts.
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Mr. A stopped praying, his eyes bloodshot, and slowly turned his head away.
A beautiful woman in White Robe stood before the dilapidated window of the building, giving him a seductive smile.