Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

What do normal protagonists do when they encounter problems they cannot solve

Ursula hugged Qin and thought. The young man who fought against the dark culinary world was once told that when he encountered a crisis, he needed to find his true origin.

And her origin... Ursula silently counted the number of qin-playing girls among the 32 girls. Sure enough, is there only one way to make good use of the long-standing Chinese fishing experience of "filling up the numbers"?

"We need a cantor." The priest in charge of the rehearsal said this, her eyes slid over the candidate priests who were both eager to perform and anxious, and stopped on the face of Ursula, whose expression was extremely calm because her mind was completely empty. down.

"You..." The priest obviously misunderstood Ursula's expression and thought she was confident.

"Can I try it, please?"

The girl holding a drum stood up abruptly and looked at the priest earnestly.

"I want to lead the singing very, very much, my lord. Singing hymns well is the biggest wish of my life at this stage."

Ursula looked up abruptly at the girl.It's true that OOC in this kind of large-scale role-playing fantasy will bring trouble to himself, but those ordinary girls controlled by the fantasy shouldn't be so energetic.

Regardless of whether the perverted Adonis is the mastermind behind this time, it is always right that the other party's purpose is to make these girls take the initiative to be living sacrifices.

First of all, Ursula can feel that the temple in this illusion is flowing with real and free divine power, which shows that the other party cannot fully control these powers. After all, even if a mermaid under the moon system evolves into Poseidon, it is impossible to control the sun. of.

So Ursula felt that since this illusion obviously intercepted the light and shadow of a special scene in the long river of history, the reason why they chose this scene was probably to let the girls become priests in this illusion first. , and then find a way to make these priests who have absorbed the power of the sun take the initiative to jump into the river and sacrifice for them.

The normal priestesses of the Temple of Amun in ancient Egypt, as the priests of the king of the gods, have a very high status. Whether in the secular or in the temple, they can freely marry officials and nobles. In this case, normal thinking It's impossible to suddenly lose your mind and throw yourself into the river to marry the god of the river.

This is an absurd thing. Even in Greek mythology where emotional relationships are chaotic, priests who switch to other gods will be regarded as betrayal by the gods.

So in order to get the person behind the scenes who must be playing the role of the river god to succeed, they can't let these girls' competitive free will be liberated, and of course they can't talk about taking the initiative to be the lead singer.

She is suspicious.

Ursula stared at the back of the other party and thought, maybe this person is the breakthrough to answer the so-called archaeological team with only a few family members, but there will be 32 candidate priests.

Ursula, who had already quietly touched the shape of her ears and nose and confirmed that in the illusion, it was indeed her face, felt that there was no need to disguise something.

If it was the "old friend" from Adonis' side who was playing tricks, her face would have been exposed from the very beginning.

After thinking about it this way, she practiced very perfunctorily, and after disbanding, she followed the girl's footsteps directly.

"Wait a moment, please." Ursula called to the girl with a smile on her face.

"I admire your courage, so... can I..."

"Will you be friends with me?" The girl didn't look back. "You are very brave, do you think your disguise is safe?"

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Ursula was taken aback by her blunt words. She originally thought that the other party might make false claims with her, but she didn't expect to make it clear directly.

"I mean..." The girl finally turned her body. At this time, the two of them were standing under the long corridor of the apse of the temple. The stone pillars of papyrus flowers still cast some long shadows for this space.

The black-haired girl who volunteered to be the first singer stood under such a shadow, quietly watching Miss Witch.

Ursula, who was standing in the light, squinted her eyes. She felt that this girl looked surprisingly familiar, but she was very strange. She carefully looked at each girl to confirm the number of people. She was sure that among the 32 girls before entering the temple There is no such face.

Who is she?

It was really familiar, and somehow made Ursula feel familiar.

"Originally, I was going to give up and go back to London, but I didn't expect you to bump into me by yourself." The other party chuckled, his silver eyes curved. "It's actually a witch, did you create this illusion?"

She pulled her neckline in a very unrestrained way as a woman: "It's really interesting that you can turn me into this."

"Aha!"

This is a development I never thought of.

Ursula covered her mouth, took a few steps back, and quickly hid herself behind the extremely wide stone pillar, then carefully poked half of her head to look at the other party.

To be honest, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Rashen's One God's Thousand Faces and the memory timeline reversal caused by the time loop happened to one person at the same time. What is the magical probability?

"Can you let me see your ears?" Ursula felt that she could still be saved. She had to confirm the degree to which Eric was affected by divine power and see the intensity of the five-pointed star.It is reasonable to say that if both debuffs are all hit, the effects of both should be reduced under the residual sun power of the declining sun, and Eric is likely to be able to recover his memory normally in the illusion.

Originally, Ursula was looking for a chance to peek at her own mark, but after thinking about it, she felt that Sherlock Holmes in women's clothing should still be Sherlock Holmes, and it was impossible for her to secretly observe the other's ears without him knowing.Instead of letting the other party guess, it is better to ask directly.

"Ear" was originally searching for traces of alien stars in the Irish forest, but suddenly changed the scene, and the half-elf who changed gender raised her eyebrows, but "she" seemed to have no intention of showing Ursula her ears at all, after all, her hands Did not lift.

"She" stared at the troubled Ursula for a moment, and said in a tone of affirmation, "You know me."

"You didn't set up the illusion, you were also the one involved, or the one who took the initiative." Eric's eyes were firmly locked on Ursula's expression: "Oh~ entering the illusion has something to do with me ?”

"What do you think?" Ursula was noncommittal. For a Sherlock Holmes, they believed in their own reasoning more, so if she wanted to win the trust of the gentle smile now, she should actually raise her vigilance and reasoning to a very high level. Eric, it's safer to let him find out for himself.

"I think... I think you are very contradictory. Look, your body language is telling you that you are afraid of me, but your eyes tell me that your first thought is not to run away, but to have fantasies that are not important things, so you are trusting me,... Interesting."

"..." Ursula fell silent, and I had to say that Mr. Detective's tone was really annoying.

"She" took a few steps forward with a smile that was definitely not friendly.

Ursula watched helplessly as the other party got closer and closer to her. Of course, she remembered Eric's warning.However, how to calculate this situation of combining two into one, whether she will run or not.

It seems that this guy used some kind of equivalent exchange method in this world to push a girl out before entering the already functioning illusion.No, according to Eric's arrangement, there may be more than one person.

The half-elf's physique didn't seem to have changed because of the illusion. Even though he was wearing a long skirt and straw slippers, he walked silently.

Miss Witch, who was staring at the opponent's movement, moved out from behind the pillar.

"Love is an uncertain factor, although it is helpful to uncover the veil of people's behavioral motives in the case." Ursula said: "But if the detective himself is troubled by this kind of strong emotion, he will put his careful attention to it." The results of reasoning are all covered in a layer of fog.

At this time, Ursula, a Sherlock Holmes tenth-level scholar, prayed loudly in her heart to her uncle and Conan Doyle from another world, and hoped that this Sherlock Holmes behavior research expert in two worlds would be accurate in his inner analysis of Mr. Holmes .

The approaching footsteps of the young detective stopped, he looked thoughtfully, and looked at Miss Witch again with a strange look.

"However, there is a kind of love that will not. This kind of love will become the driving force for both parties to strive to climb the ideal peak, and will become the starlight of each other's inspiration. And I am in this kind of love now." Good memory makes Ursula always Repeated Eric's confession wordlessly.

"Are you confessing to me, miss?"

"No, these are your exact words."

"Mine," laughed the young detective, "I never intended to have anything to do with Ongus Mac Oak."

"Unfortunately, that's what I planned to do, and I didn't intend to emulate Kaia Hibermes." Ursula said dryly.

She touched the empty neck subconsciously.Because of the influence of the illusion, except for the laurel wreath of unknown origin on his head, all other magic props disappeared, and the golden necklace symbolizing singleness of the Celtic god system did not appear here either.

Eric Holmes noticed Ursula's subconscious action very keenly. He connected the conversation with one or two people, and quickly understood the meaning of Ursula's action.

His eyes stayed on Miss Witch's white neck for a while, and then moved to her face naturally.

"It seems that very interesting things happened during those few months that I forgot." The young detective smiled. He put his hands on his chest and bowed slightly. This gesture was very personable under his normal attire. Yes, but the current him can only show the elegance of a young priestess.

"Please forgive my offense, Miss." He smiled and said, "Could you please tell me about the current situation?"

"Of course!" Ursula agreed hastily. She caressed her heart and expressed a sigh of relief, then lifted her skirt and ran to little Holmes briskly: "Let's find a secluded place to sit. Let's chat!"

"good idea."

The two of them looked at each other with a smile in harmony, and warmly joined hands like best girlfriends and went looking for a place.

He is guarding against me!

He didn't believe it completely, at least he didn't believe it at all during the love part.

He thinks that I, an alien witch, imitated his personality, and he plans to use some kind of love magic.

Hmm, understandable.

Ursula looked at the young Mr. Sherlock Holmes with a smile, and wrote him a big deal with a smile.