Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Hearing Eric's suggestion, Ursula finally had a sense of the reality of such things as land goblins going to soak in the sea breeze.

"Hey, hey!" Ying Umbrella captain protested, "I'm the captain!"

"But I'm an investor." Eric gave him a cold look.

Ursula felt she should keep quiet, and every time she stepped into goblin territory she said as little as possible, and she did so this time.

But when she entered the room that is said to be where Eric lived in when he was a child, holding a cup, she passed through the hands of the sailor, the captain and the half-elf who claimed to be an investor on the goblin pirate ship, and then was captured by Eric. Clack handed her the cider.

Ursula breathed a sigh of relief when she carefully sat on the side of a very artistic single bed woven from wooden vines.

Seriously, being surrounded by a boat full of magic-side humanoids was a thrill for a witch with a particularly sensitive gaze.

On the other side of the room, Eric mercilessly shut the door of the overly curious Captain Umbra, and then turned to look at Ursula, who suddenly became obedient as soon as he got on the boat.

He looked at it for a while, but didn't immediately enter the immersion mode of going to the thinking hall.

"It makes me so happy." Little Holmes came over, half-kneeling in front of Miss Witch with a smile. "Your trust in me has deepened."

"No witch would refuse Avalon's cider." Ursula shrugged. "It's just wine, no, no."

Compared to wine, fruit is the most dangerous food on the magic side for outsiders, and apples are the best among them.

Whether you are in Greek mythology or Celtic mythology, the daughter of a god or a human being, eating exotic fruits given by others will not have any good consequences. In the former, most of the world will be detained in the underworld for a year. And if the latter hadn't had a good sister, his soul would have been taken away. (Ghost Pomegranate and the Fairy Bazaar that sells fruit mentioned above)

"But in the maze, what I invite you to eat is only barbecue." The half-elf raised his eyebrows.

"It's just." Ursula shook the glass, not fooled at all.

"Well, maybe I was a little more careful than when I handed you the wine." Eric stood up: "Want to have lunch? There is no barbecue here, but you can eat grilled fish."

The Miss Witch who had just drank a large glass of high-calorie beer was very moved and refused, and the tradition of the Holmes family is to never eat when using their brains, so the two unanimously decided to board the Ivy in the cloud. According to Eric It is guaranteed to be a very delicious special grilled fish for dinner before departure.

The young detective first took a big pillow out of the cabinet and stuffed it for Ursula to lean on, then pulled a round high stool from the corner, and began to think quietly with one leg bent.

And Ursula looked at little Sherlock Holmes for a while, whose silver eyes lit up because of his high concentration and thinking, and looked at the young man's long legs with pure admiration. shoulders and neck, and then lost in his own thoughts.

Although the two of them were always doing trouble together during this period of time, the difference in personality between the two is still obvious. For example, Eric always used to put himself in the position of a hunter, but Ursula was not so active. It can be seen in the way of dealing with the sky demon Wigginson who tried to grab the territory in childhood.

Eric set out the moment the air monster stepped into its territory, while Ursula acted when the other party was about to do something bad.

Even if the two of them make a move, they will not give any chance to regret it, and their strength will be completely suppressed, but Wigginson, whose name was taken away by Ursula, is even more afraid of the half-elf .

The reason is simple, and even though Miss Witch took his name, she didn't try to summon and enslave him until she became an adult. Although he can no longer go to the wedding scene to mess with girls because of the bondage, he can freely pull another one. The team does other things.And with Eric's personality, although he can't be killed at the first meeting, but if he is provoked, he will inevitably be sucked up and thrown to some strange and dangerous place to suffer. After touching his bottom line, there is a risk of being killed.

This is the trouble with the half-elf. Under the law, he has the power to deal with both humans and elves with violence according to his own will. A witch in the human camp cannot directly kill a monster, but the same monster can It cannot directly harm human beings, but can only use routines and tricks to induce human beings to make mistakes and fall into traps.

So even though she is also full of thirst for knowledge and curiosity about the world, when Ursula explores the mysteries of the world, her subconscious will still avoid danger, while Eric Holmes will choose to actively challenge danger.

The combination of his mother's adventurous spirit and his father's exuberant curiosity for solving puzzling puzzles makes Eric more like his uncle than the easy-chair Mycroft. Sherlock Holmes.

Ursula, who was too sober after Eric sighed several times, noticed the difference between the two people from the very beginning. Even though everyone said that the origin of love cannot be traced back, Ursula felt that at least Eric fell in love with her at first because of his curiosity about her collection, which in the eyes of Holmes is simply a contradiction.

She didn't know when Eric began to mix this kind of puzzle-solving curiosity with the elf's desire to collect interesting humans, and she didn't know when the other party's feelings turned into love.

But she was shamefully moved.

"What are you thinking?" Eric had just escaped from the thinking pavilion when he noticed that although Miss Watson's gaze rested on him very reassuringly, her thoughts had long since drifted away.

"Miss you?"

"Why is it a question sentence?" Eric smiled.

"Because it's more about self-criticism."

"Shouldn't you drink this glass of cider during the review?" Eric glanced at the wine that was completely still in Ursula's hand: "Don't worry about drinking it, I really didn't trick you this time."

"This time," said Ursula, squinting her eyes, and took a long gulp, which little Holmes hadn't expected.

"You're completely wrong in your reasoning, Mr. Holmes." Miss Witch smiled: "My review is that the one I love hasn't changed since I was a child."

"Detective novels, adventure biographies, myths and legends..." Ursula looked down at the golden cider in her glass and said, "I used to be intoxicated by those words, but now I~"

"I'm fascinated by you." She raised her golden eyes and smiled brightly.

"You said earlier that you are the danger itself, but think about it carefully, don't I like this kind of thing?" Ursula looked amused at Mr. Detective, whose expression suddenly went blank, and couldn't help teasing him deliberately: "So if you are enough Hold your breath, maybe you can enjoy the fun of me chasing after you?"

"... Ursula, you wicked girl." Eric took a deep breath: "I was wrong in what I said before. You don't trust me a little bit, but you trust my character too much. In my half It’s really courageous to say such a thing in this place, and you are not afraid that I will detain you like this, and you will sail away directly.”

"When you confessed to me just now, I believed you would, but now...I'm sure you won't. This is the witch's intuition about love."

"You are... so cunning." Eric couldn't laugh or cry: "Before you act, express your heart to me, so how can I feel at ease and let you get involved in adventures at night."

"That's not it?" Miss Witch smirked: "It's because I may meet you whose memory has been reversed at night, so I want to confess my love now."

"Didn't you say that only the memory of time is going backwards, and the contract and magic power will not change, but whether it is the contract or the magic power is bound to our body and soul, that is to say, in fact, there is a very high chance of the illusion affected by the divine power of Ra It blurs the mental sense of time."

"That sums it up pretty well."

"The love of an elf transcends the body and acts on the soul, right, sir."

"That's right." Eric said slowly, and he understood what Ursula meant.

"Then you, who have fallen in love with me completely, will definitely fall in love with me again after being blocked from memory?"

"So you choose this time to confess your love, to deepen the impression on my soul."

"Well... there are reasons for this, but please believe me, dear Eric, I just wanted to tell you suddenly." Ursula looked at Eric with an innocent expression.

"In this case, I can only believe it. It's just..."

"Just what?"

"I can't help but wonder if you just wandered into my mental castle and just happened to destroy an important part of my plan."

"I have deep doubts about what you mean by 'important'." Ursula felt that what her sudden confession could destroy was definitely Eric's private goods.

"Under the circumstances that I have no risk of amnesia because I am compatible with the sun attribute, you can't arrange a story about true love saving the prince?"

"Ah, you guessed it right." Little Holmes, who had recovered from being surprised by Ursula, returned to his usual state: "I wanted to rely on this to listen to some sweet words from you, but I didn't expect I actually heard it ahead of time."

"..." Ursula suddenly felt that this guy's plan was not particularly reliable: "Your plan is really..."

"Hush, you have to say that my plan will definitely succeed." Eric pressed Ursula's mouth lightly to stop her doubts.

"Remember, Darling, in the goblin's territory, you should never doubt, you only need blessing and firm belief."

"So... what was your original plan?"

Ursula frowned and listened to Eric's arrangement.

"It's not impossible, but isn't that guy your bamboo horse? Isn't the Ivy also counted as your camp? Is it appropriate to include him?"

"Believe me, if the same situation is put on him, he will only be more ruthless. Besides, this matter is only good for him, isn't it?"

"That dummy mermaid has a lot of good things, and there are a lot of secrets. He has always had a grudge against several mermaid populations, so for him, the news that a half-mermaid may be an alien, no matter whether it is true or not, is his fault. reason."

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"Ah."

"I thought you were more like Sherlock. After all, you are a vigorous field researcher. In the end, your father's inheritance is still dominant." Ursula was amazed, and Mr. Holmes' plan would make those on the river come to him at any time to talk about life. The pirates' calculations are very clear.

If it's a detective technique, it's better to say it's Daifuku's inherited political talent.

"Now that the arrangement is clear, let's go to dinner now!" Eric said with a smile, "Then, when the moon rises to the sky, we can enjoy the rare night sacrifice of tears."

In the restaurant of the Ivy, Ursula felt a little guilty when she saw Captain Umber who enthusiastically served her ten pieces of grilled fish with different flavors.

Eric is right, grilled fish is delicious!