The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 1060

Chapter 1059
Count Orléans: You are the challenger
“Hmph hmph…”
Eivass chuckled lowly, “You really don’t recognize me?”
His pupils were different in color from Louis’. Louis’ pupils were closer to the dark red of venous blood, while Eivass’ were closer to the bright crimson of arterial blood.
“I don’t know your name… but I recognize that face.”
The Count said word by word, “Someone from the Vendome family—why are you here to cause trouble for me?
“Killing my kin, slaughtering my servants, destroying my property… even killing my youngest son.
“—May I take this as Duke Vendome’s declaration of war against the entire Child of the Moon race?”
Undoubtedly.
That was a question that could make anyone suffocate and retreat.
The race of Child of the Moon… it wasn’t just in Iris Flower.
Nowadays, the Children of the Moon had bloomed everywhere. According to their philosophy of corrupting only the rich and powerful, their cohesiveness when united around their racial interests would be terrifying and insane.
Not to mention, there were simply too many High-Tier Extraordinary beings among the Children of the Moon… A single country might only have a few dozen or a hundred Fourth Tier Extraordinary beings, who were considered precious “Fifth Tier talent reserves.” But as long as a Child of the Moon lived long enough, they would essentially reach the Fourth Tier; and to live long, they didn’t need to pay any price.
If they were to confront them on a national scale, it was likely that the Children of the Moon, now without a homeland, would have no choice but to flee; however, no human family could withstand the collective insane revenge of all the Children of the Moon.
This was more like “you hit the junior, and the senior comes.”
Hearing this, Arsen suddenly looked at Eivass.
Eivass felt the gaze and glanced back at Arsen.
This time, Eivass surprisingly did not feel hesitation, timidity, confusion, or uneasiness in Arsen’s eyes.
Instead, he felt firmness, urging, and… a faint expectation.
It wasn’t to mediate the conflict or to back down.
Rather, it was a silent message—although I can’t say much about this matter, I will support all your choices.
Although Arsen had not received much schooling, nor any education or culture.
He was surprisingly reliable when it came to major issues—not only principled but also intelligent. After all, he also had a certain level in the Path of Balance. Although it wasn’t high, and he didn’t study much, always appearing like an idiot in front of Eivass and Sherlock… but being able to devise so many elaborate theft plans without getting caught showed he had some brains.
He didn’t know how strong Eivass was, because Eivass had never fought seriously in front of him; he also didn’t know just how terrifying the Children of the Moon were, nor what the Vendome family’s stance would be.
But he knew that if he made this choice, he would never be wrong.
He just needed to stand by Eivass’s side—this level of intelligence was enough.
Eivass’s lips curved slightly as he turned back to Count Orléans.
He responded briefly and firmly with a single word: “Of course.”
After speaking, Eivass continued to walk forward.
—Within the influence of the Box of Nothingness, Elegance and Beauty would be strong criteria for judgment.
This was also why Count Orléans dared to appear alone in front of the formidable Sherlock, attempting to take on three opponents.
Because fighting three at once looked so cool!
Under normal circumstances, bringing some subordinates and helpers would definitely be advantageous in a fight.
Even if they couldn’t inflict effective damage, the control and threat they provided would affect the opponent. At the very least, their blood could be used for blood spells, turning them into personal batteries and blood bags. This was also why the Children of the Moon grew stronger when they gathered—weaker Children of the Moon could be used as consumables to instantly enhance the strength of a sufficiently powerful Child of the Moon.
After all, as long as they obtained fresh blood afterward, the Children of the Moon could resurrect. Even sacrificing their lives was not an unacceptable price.
—But Count Orléans knew that here, it was impossible to fight like that.
Because it would diminish the “presence”!
And within the influence of the Box of Nothingness, the priority of presence was even higher than energy level!
Although Count Orléans did not have a system and could not clearly know the specific effects and rules of the Box of Nothingness… after using and testing it alone for so long, even a pig should have understood some of its rules and techniques.
Gaston being easily pierced and killed by Eivass’s magic bullet was precisely because he didn’t know this rule—to prevent secrets from leaking, Count Orléans hadn’t even revealed it to his wife or children. The Box of Nothingness was his secret alone; others only knew a small part of it.
Because of this, when Gaston became timid and fled—under the stage rules of the Box of Nothingness, he became a “cowardly fleeing soldier.”
Therefore, he was instantly killed. It was like on a stage, where heroes and fleeing soldiers didn’t need to exchange many blows to be considered elites; a casual sword strike to instantly kill was the normal pace.
So Count Orléans didn’t hesitate at all, calmly saying, “I see.
“Then the three of you can come at me together.”
“Oh?”
Eivass suddenly burst into laughter: “Such boldness—”
He didn’t summon his codex, but directly drew out a card.
The card shattered in his hand, and a cold winter wind howled.
[Equipment Card: Death of Desolation (God of Death)]
[Effect: Summon “Death of Withering” (Extraordinary Exotic Weapon – Polearm Scythe, extremely light, sharp, cold, possessing the Extraordinary Module “Death of Withering”)]
[Effect: Use and swing the scythe again to launch nine invisible blades, which will automatically lock onto all targets already harmed by the holder]
[Exotic Trait: Reverse Blade (It is only sharp on the side facing you)]
[Extraordinary Module – Death of Withering: Whenever its damage causes bleeding or dismemberment, this attack will instead reduce the target’s maximum HP. This effect is also considered the same as the “Aging Curse” effect; any creature killed by its damage or any severed limb will turn into fragmented ice sculptures.]
A black polearm scythe, ancient and simple in design, appeared in Eivass’s hand.
The only difference from an ordinary object was… its scythe blade was not made of gleaming metal, but of transparent ice.
Eivass flicked his wrist, the scythe twirling, and said gently, “Do you know what this is?”
At that moment, Count Orléans’ eyes widened.
—Of course he knew what it was.
It was the companion scythe of the Winter Demon.
The natural enemy of the Child of the Moon!
But… why was it held in the hand of a Child of the Moon who also feared it?
—If it were another Child of the Moon from Iris Flower, they probably wouldn’t recognize it.
Count Orléans’ extensive knowledge and experience, at this moment, became the source that constrained his confidence.
Seeing his sudden silence, Eivass chuckled, “It seems you recognize it. Then I don’t need to waste my breath.
“Those with no ability should not boast. It will only further expose your incompetence and weakness.”
“…Don’t talk nonsense here, junior.”
Count Orléans’ face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, “This is my territory—you are the challenger!”
Upon hearing this, Eivass suddenly let out a laugh.
“I thought it would take a few minutes.”
Eivass relaxed, exhaled, and said, “It seems I don’t need to wait for her.
“Are you going to make a move, or shall I?”
(End of Chapter)