Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"Are you self-destructing?" Ursula was shocked: "Because the acquaintance filter, ah no, is a natural relaxation for acquaintances, so I didn't realize that you are actually the biggest danger."

"Acquaintance?" Little Holmes was more surprised than Ursula: "Is it not because of the blindness of love?"

"You are enough." Ursula black line: "Your dangerous declaration just now is enough to make you lose love."

"So Avalon also longs for the return of the gods?" Ursula asked curiously.

"Only a few guys think, because the power of the residents of Fairy Town comes from the law and the origin of the world, which means that if the power is enough..."

"They may all be new gods." Amidst Ursula's exclamation, Eric shrugged: "Unfortunately, they all prefer to play pranks on humans rather than worshiping them."

"Besides, after the chaos of King Arthur, everyone in Fairyland knows that it is not beneficial to participate in this kind of trouble, and I have no interest in being the Merlin of the new era."

This gentleman, you substituted too quickly. Ursula squinted her eyes, and she realized that the other party was talking about Vivienne imprisoning Merlin, who was also said to be a half-elf admirer, in an air cage.

"It's useless to pretend to be pitiful." Miss Witch crossed her arms.

"Really?" Little Holmes lowered his eyes, his silver eyes glistening with light.

"Maybe it will be of some use." Ursula sighed. "What are you trying to say? Warn me of your danger when we have already reached an agreement."

"It just suddenly felt necessary." Eric said: "You know that although the main god of Egypt is the sun god, it is completely different from the sun gods of other gods."

"You mean he's going to age?"

"Compared to this, we should pay more attention to the process that he spent his whole life in one day, and he will become a different self."

Speaking of this, Eric said seriously: "Ursula, if I deduce correctly, the candidate priest selling beer just now should be the first priest you have come into contact with."

That's right, Ursula nodded. Ten years before she realized that Watson with her surname was that Watson, she always thought that this was just a world mixed with magic. Due to her own power system and her own Knowing about goblins, I suppressed my curiosity, and had no intention of joining any Witch Association, or the Magic Guild.

"I noticed that you didn't introduce yourself to him. Although my plan failed many times because of your overly cautious character. But I have to say that this is a good habit." Eric sighed: "Especially In Egypt."

"Thank you~ I'll keep it up." Ursula blinked. No matter what culture you live in, such things as real names are fatal, let alone in Egypt, where a supreme god has to wear several vests to cover himself. Real name of the country.

"Speaking of which, the alternate priest was also very cautious. Although he looked enthusiastic, he didn't reveal his name." Ursula thought for a while and said, "Are we really going to participate in the sacrifice under such circumstances? How? Judging that he is not one of the guys from Adonis."

"Actually, he has revealed a lot of information to us." Little Holmes said, "After the conversation just now, I am [-]% sure of his position."

"Huh, for example?" Ursula asked in surprise, she didn't notice any other information except that the Egyptian priests were unemployed and reemployed.

"For example, when he sighed earlier, he said the name of the god Amon, declaring that he and his partner are believers of the goddess Isis."

"What does this mean?"

"It means that he and my suspect are taking two paths."

"Isn't the object of your suspicion Adonis? Do you think he's suddenly turned to God Harpy?"

"No, don't you think this case looks familiar?"

"..." Ursula thought for a while, "The Egyptian version of Ximen Leopard?"

"What's that?" Eric looked at the girl with interest.

"A story about the marriage of a river god from a country that is also an ancient civilization. The righteous and rational Lord Ximen Bao throws all the bad guys who swear that the river god wants to marry a girl into the river, and asks them to chat with the river god about life."

"Sounds very interesting." The young detective glanced thoughtfully at the girl who was thinking seriously.

"However, the familiarity I said may be closer. It is a case we have experienced." He looked at Ursula with a blank face, and added a hint: "Bride."

"What have we experienced? The bride?" Ursula suddenly realized, "You wouldn't say it was the case of the disappearing bride, would you?"

"That's right, that's the one. There's nothing new under the sun. Besides, the man behind the scenes is likely to be the same person. I've dealt with him several times, either explicitly or secretly. I can probably deduce his way of doing things."

"What do you mean by similarity, do you mean the use of ignorant girls or something else?" Ursula felt that even if the two cases involved a bride and a pervert, they were not particularly similar.

"Honey, if you think about it carefully, is there another person involved? Except for the mastermind behind the scenes and the girl."

"You mean the river god?" Ursula thought for a while, "Is there any problem with him?"

"Wait a minute!" Ursula suddenly thought of the legend's description of the last Nile God, Harbi, who succeeded Osiris and became the last Nile God in the Age of Gods.

He is as dual-gendered as Hermaphroditus!

"You mean we might see old friends? But didn't Edgar Bruno say that Lisbon died in the Paladin's prison?"

"It's just an inference. To be honest, if the guy Adonis provoked this incident, I don't think he will appear in person based on his style."

"And Lisbon's death at that time was also very strange, wasn't it? Under the eyes of so many paladins, in the prison with the magic circle, the body died and the soul was lost."

"But the girl whose talent was taken away by him has indeed returned to the dance troupe." Ursula rubbed her temples: "No, we can't be sure that he took away the talent of the ballet dancer, he is the only one we don't have." Have observed the relationship line."

"That's not right, that paladin captain also has magic eyes."

"His family has cooperated with that guy Adonis." Eric reminded.

"You already guessed?" Ursula poked Mr. Detective's waist.

"No, it was just a suspicion." Young Holmes grabbed Ursula's index finger, which was about to continue poking, and held it in his hand. "Just like you have doubts about everything because you are cautious, I just have reservations about my distrust of his character."

"It's troublesome." Ursula sighed. "What's their position?"

"It's not a native British god anyway, have you forgotten? Their Bruno family originally came from Rome."

"They want to bring back Phoebus?" Ursula said, but she quickly denied it herself: "No, according to the reaction of my hair crown, it shouldn't be. They didn't have the strength to make such a big noise before, and still It's better to pray to the fountain of art."

"Maybe that's what makes them crazy." Eric said: "According to the ideas of the goblins on the island who are keen to find aliens, they should be dissatisfied with the weakness of the belief in natural gods?"

"Zeus' 'thunder' loses its meaning the moment Franklin drew the lightning down with his kite. Nature gods such as these have been weakened by the progress of science, while gods related to humans are still alive in literature , in human life.”

"Nowadays, artists must respect the god of literature and art more than the simple sun god. Even if they are not believers, they are still willing to romantically call themselves followers of art."

"Is that enough?" Ursula was puzzled. As a Linze witch who fits well with the land of fairies, most of her magic power came from the four elements instead of praying to the gods, and she couldn't feel the decline of power after Ragnarok.

"Compared to the believers of Zeus, it's enough."

"I really didn't expect that Apollo completed his rebellion against the throne of God King. Cough cough, the topic is getting too far, so you think it is very likely that they want to make false gods again this time? Use the old habit of the river god to marry Come to reproduce the legend, so as to copy the gods of the old age?"

"Extremely possible, so..."

Eric leaned closer and said to Ursula very seriously, "Can you leave me a mark?"

"what?"

"Just in case, I think this time it may be more troublesome than Lisbon's disappearing bride. Compared with London, where the stars can't be seen, the power of the Nile River, which can echo the waterway in the sky, is much purer."

"Leave what mark?"

"It allows you to recognize the different marks of me." Little Holmes said bluntly, "My intuition tells me that the one-man-many-faced attributes of the main gods of Egypt are likely to be used by them as well."

"What kind of intuition can make your deduction so accurate?" Ursula looked suspiciously at the confident Mr. Detective.

"If it were me, I would do it." Eric smiled: "You don't think that Lisbon, who claims to be a god, just wants to become Hermaphroditus."

"I know this. It's a leverage to achieve my goal. I choose to become a child of the fake Hermes and obtain magic indirectly."

"That's right." Eric glanced at Ursula approvingly: "When Harpy was in glory, he was regarded as one of the greatest Egyptian gods, not only the original creator god, but also the creator of the universe. "

"It's a bit empty. Every god has a similar statement." Ursula said that compared with Hermaphroditus, the creator has too much span, and she doesn't think Adonis can handle it.

"But it seems that He still has an attribute that is being absorbed in the process of development - Nushen." Little Holmes took out his notebook and flipped through it.

"Yeah, that's the trouble." Ursula understood why Erik was so sure that Adonis was messing up, that Nou was the real creator god of Egypt and that Ra, the sun god, jumped out as the sun on the first day of creation. that puddle.

"A mermaid can't rely on absorbing some water elements. If he usually fiddles with these primitive waters everywhere, then I can understand how an unnaturally produced half-mermaid grows up to what it is now."

"I hate this kind of case related to gods." Ursula sighed for the nth time today: "They have too many strange relationships, according to your description, if it is Lisbon who is playing the god of the river, maybe How can he still give birth to a fake sun by himself?"

"According to mythological logic, the sun does not jump out of the water."

"..."

"No way! You really think of them that way?"

"That's why I want you to mark it. If they really try to obtain the tiny divine power of Ra God, it will be a troublesome thing. Whether it is one person with thousands of faces, or the power of time, it will be a big trouble for us. It's going to be trouble."

Little Holmes stretched out his hand: "Take a bite. I'm not worried that you won't recognize me, but I'm afraid that it's because my memory goes backwards. I met you at other times. If we accidentally separate two nights and the wound disappears, you will leave. I stay away."

"Didn't it disappear?"

"Stay away from me too." Eric smiled wryly: "I only have two sides, purely human and purely elf. The human side is fine, but I might be more unreasonable with the pure elf face."

Ursula winked and didn't ask why the other party didn't consider meeting him in the future. Obviously, even the gods in full bloom in the age of the gods couldn't control the future, let alone the current false gods who only created weak powers.

Ursula looked at the other's bony hands and shook her head: "I don't think this place is suitable."

"Ok?"

"You have to mark a place where others can't see it."

Miss Witch grinned.