Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes
Chapter 115
Logically speaking, goblins don’t pay much attention to things like gender, especially beautiful things. In their eyes, beautiful girls and boys are like humans sucking cats. When you see a peerless beauty that can rua Do you really care if it's a male or a female?
Therefore, when the half-elf proposed that they could replace those girls and enter the fantasy land to find alien stars, all the umbral captains in the Southern Ship Star Sea Domain except the Ivy in the Cloud really conflicted with the Sun God, so they did not participate in this project. During the "team building", the other pirate leaders chose to change their gender without any psychological barriers. This attribute of one person with thousands of faces retained the memory.
As for this point, although Mr. Detective is in a state of not knowing anything, Ursula has a general idea when he combines Eric's plan to let Adonis bear the alien identity.
"I just don't know how many days those guys can replace all the victims." Ursula looked at the sparkling Nile River under the moonlight and meditated: "32 priests, we only have [-] days, according to Eric After coming, until dinner time, the other girls responded that everything is normal, one is that one day in the illusion can only replace one person."
"And we're only going to get 14 girls out, which is totally enough, and that includes dubious guys who might not be victims at all, mixed in with the girls."
Feeling deeply that Mr. Detective was unreliable, Ursula, who could only struggle on her own, stroked her chin.
"What are you thinking?"
The half-elf wiped her hair with a linen cloth and walked steadily ashore, turned her head and looked at her.
Seeing the other person's current appearance, Ursula swallowed with difficulty, and said tremblingly:
"I... am in shock!"
It was really shocking. The other party's current attire can be described as a real ancient Egyptian style, with a whole piece of linen wrapped around his waist. To be honest, Ursula saw an ancient Egyptian with a similar attire during the day. But that impact is different!
Oh!Is that the abs?Ursula held her face in her hands, blushed and continued to look up, um, why is it flat?
"This body structure...why did you turn back into a man!"
"Because of the effect of the river and the moon, it seems that I can switch genders during the day and night through the Nile." Eric has no sense of conservatism that Victorian British men wanted to seal their shirt collars tightly. His expression is very Frankly, she even had the mood to raise her eyebrows at Miss Witch who didn't blink.
"This is not what a lady should read."
"..." Ursula slowly put down the hand holding his face, carefully scrutinizing the other person's expression, facing his own unreserved gaze, he did not show any shyness.
Miss Witch can finally confirm now that Eric really doesn't have any pink thoughts about himself.
Is there such a difference when meeting in different situations?
This thought flashed through Ursula's mind, but before she could think deeply about this thought that might make her enter a sentimental state, Eric grabbed her arm, and she was taken to the shallow water by him in a daze. Under the shadow of the sedge bushes, I hid.
Is anyone else coming?
Ursula slapped away the tangled pink in the spiritual world, and refocused her reason on observation, and she breathed lightly.
The young detective noticed suspicious movements with the elf's sense of hearing, and put himself and the girl in a concealed place. He originally wanted to cover the girl's mouth to prevent the other party from yelling suddenly.
But the lady witch's quiet cooperation surprised him.
"She really trusted me."
This incredible thought occupied one third of Mr. Detective's thoughts, and the other two thirds were divided equally by Ursula's evident interest in her own attire just now, and her constant attention to the intruder.
"Now I have the liking of a very powerful and very sensible witch who is definitely an alien. It's really interesting." The half-elf thought, probably because of the dual effects of the moon and this illusion that dates back to the heyday of magic, he Now his thinking has unconsciously started to lean towards the goblin, and the superimposition of his father's innate strategic talent has made his thinking even more dangerous.
"As long as I don't wish to form a partner with other people, and don't provoke the witch's jealousy, then..." Mr. Detective glanced at the dark girl seriously from the corner of his eye.
"She would be very useful..."
"...Tools." The visitor was wearing a white priest's regular equipment - Egyptian hemp robe, and said with his head tilted, which made him stand out like a big light bulb even under the night: "Oh, we don't have any It's time, I can only say that they are unlucky."
"And didn't I kill them all?" The visitor raised his voice, probably because he was on the banks of the Nile River in the middle of the night, and he didn't care about the volume at all.
"Just choose one, choose one out of 32."
"Who is he talking to?" Ursula, who felt creepy, ignored the amnesia to keep a distance, grabbed Eric's arm, and mouthed exaggeratedly at him.
No wonder she made such a fuss, it stands to reason that it is impossible for Ursula's special eyes to see anything magically detected.But now, there is really no one around the white-robed priest.
Eric shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't see anything there either.
The man walked up to where Ursula and the others had been, and his profile was fully exposed in the strangely bright moonlight, even though it was a new moon.
It was Lisbon, and he was still alive.
But in this case, those paladins who claimed to be the world's justice messengers in London seemed a little suspicious. Ursula remembered that Eric told her that according to Edgar Bruno, the other party died in their prison.
At least the body is left there forever, but now, Ursula can be sure that the other party's soul and body are very compatible, even if he uses alchemy or other methods to create a new body later, this kind of compatibility still needs him The original flesh and blood was used as a reference.
The two squatted quietly in the grass, watching Mr. Lisbon, who seemed to be resurrected from the dead, enter the water in the same way as Eric.
Under such circumstances, Ursula was forced to squat in the grass for an hour. When the other party kept the posture of "talking to herself" and left after soaking in the river, Ursula felt that she could not stand up, so she did not I should be squatting, but now my legs are numb.
Eric looked a little better than she did, he wobbled when he got up, but stayed on his feet, and Ursula fell straight down, sitting on her butt in the wet mud.
"He acts the same as you!" Ursula didn't care whether her skirt was stained at this time, she raised her head and said cheerfully: "Our enemy, he is not a god at this stage, and he is also trying to become a god. God."
"How did you know this?" Ursula asked with a very happy smile, "It's really good news. As long as we get the remaining divine power approval before him, then we can control this illusion!"
"This has to start when I just came here. Do you still remember the hall where we met the priest? Miss Witch."
"...I remember," Ursula hesitated, "but my memory is definitely different from yours. Even if we face the same stairs every day, all I see are colors and materials, but you..."
Ursula looked at Eric honestly: "You must know how many levels it has."
Ursula, who felt that she needed to speak cautiously in front of the current Eric, cunningly used what Mr. Holmes said to Dr. Watson to distinguish the difference between "seeing and observing".
As Ursula expected, using the views of Mr. Great Detective to praise the little Holmes has achieved excellent results.
"I have to say, I am pleased by you." The young detective smiled: "Since we know each other, every argument of yours is just right on the appreciation line of my thoughts."
Isn't that right, Sherlock Holmes tenth-level readers can point to your rational side, and a few months of "fiancée" status can understand your emotional side.
She, Ursula Watson, is a player with a strategy.Although this kind of opening may not be able to hit the love line, but the friendship line should be fine... right?
"Maybe this is the talent of the so-called witch?" Ursula stretched out his hand and blinked at the detective: "Excuse me, give me a hand."
Eric didn't act immediately, he first pulled the linen up silently and changed it to a "one-shoulder dress" before going to La Ursula.
"It's dawn." Under the glaring sunlight jumping out of the water, the softened face of the half-elf "girl" changed his face.
"The night is the wrong length, go! Let's go to the temple hall."
Sure enough, the part of the sun's nocturnal journey in the temple hall's fresco depicting Ra's journey was covered up in paint.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Ursula observed for a while, and expressed her opinion after finding that several troublesome monsters in the night tour had been painted out: "It doesn't mean that we don't have to face the possibility of them appearing."
"Although this also means that our time in the illusion is shortened, it will bring trouble to my plan." Eric said with a serious expression: "Have you noticed?"
"Here." Mr. Detective pointed to the wall and said, "Here, because the story of the river god was smeared, the river god is missing."
Only then did Ursula discover that the gods were covered up in the murals about the gods of the Nile River, but she still couldn't understand the meaning of Eric's previous sentence.
"Did you forget? Witch, we are biased towards the night." The young detective sighed: "I can't fully absorb the power of the day."
Ah, then this is indeed a big trouble!Suddenly Ursula realized.
Therefore, when the half-elf proposed that they could replace those girls and enter the fantasy land to find alien stars, all the umbral captains in the Southern Ship Star Sea Domain except the Ivy in the Cloud really conflicted with the Sun God, so they did not participate in this project. During the "team building", the other pirate leaders chose to change their gender without any psychological barriers. This attribute of one person with thousands of faces retained the memory.
As for this point, although Mr. Detective is in a state of not knowing anything, Ursula has a general idea when he combines Eric's plan to let Adonis bear the alien identity.
"I just don't know how many days those guys can replace all the victims." Ursula looked at the sparkling Nile River under the moonlight and meditated: "32 priests, we only have [-] days, according to Eric After coming, until dinner time, the other girls responded that everything is normal, one is that one day in the illusion can only replace one person."
"And we're only going to get 14 girls out, which is totally enough, and that includes dubious guys who might not be victims at all, mixed in with the girls."
Feeling deeply that Mr. Detective was unreliable, Ursula, who could only struggle on her own, stroked her chin.
"What are you thinking?"
The half-elf wiped her hair with a linen cloth and walked steadily ashore, turned her head and looked at her.
Seeing the other person's current appearance, Ursula swallowed with difficulty, and said tremblingly:
"I... am in shock!"
It was really shocking. The other party's current attire can be described as a real ancient Egyptian style, with a whole piece of linen wrapped around his waist. To be honest, Ursula saw an ancient Egyptian with a similar attire during the day. But that impact is different!
Oh!Is that the abs?Ursula held her face in her hands, blushed and continued to look up, um, why is it flat?
"This body structure...why did you turn back into a man!"
"Because of the effect of the river and the moon, it seems that I can switch genders during the day and night through the Nile." Eric has no sense of conservatism that Victorian British men wanted to seal their shirt collars tightly. His expression is very Frankly, she even had the mood to raise her eyebrows at Miss Witch who didn't blink.
"This is not what a lady should read."
"..." Ursula slowly put down the hand holding his face, carefully scrutinizing the other person's expression, facing his own unreserved gaze, he did not show any shyness.
Miss Witch can finally confirm now that Eric really doesn't have any pink thoughts about himself.
Is there such a difference when meeting in different situations?
This thought flashed through Ursula's mind, but before she could think deeply about this thought that might make her enter a sentimental state, Eric grabbed her arm, and she was taken to the shallow water by him in a daze. Under the shadow of the sedge bushes, I hid.
Is anyone else coming?
Ursula slapped away the tangled pink in the spiritual world, and refocused her reason on observation, and she breathed lightly.
The young detective noticed suspicious movements with the elf's sense of hearing, and put himself and the girl in a concealed place. He originally wanted to cover the girl's mouth to prevent the other party from yelling suddenly.
But the lady witch's quiet cooperation surprised him.
"She really trusted me."
This incredible thought occupied one third of Mr. Detective's thoughts, and the other two thirds were divided equally by Ursula's evident interest in her own attire just now, and her constant attention to the intruder.
"Now I have the liking of a very powerful and very sensible witch who is definitely an alien. It's really interesting." The half-elf thought, probably because of the dual effects of the moon and this illusion that dates back to the heyday of magic, he Now his thinking has unconsciously started to lean towards the goblin, and the superimposition of his father's innate strategic talent has made his thinking even more dangerous.
"As long as I don't wish to form a partner with other people, and don't provoke the witch's jealousy, then..." Mr. Detective glanced at the dark girl seriously from the corner of his eye.
"She would be very useful..."
"...Tools." The visitor was wearing a white priest's regular equipment - Egyptian hemp robe, and said with his head tilted, which made him stand out like a big light bulb even under the night: "Oh, we don't have any It's time, I can only say that they are unlucky."
"And didn't I kill them all?" The visitor raised his voice, probably because he was on the banks of the Nile River in the middle of the night, and he didn't care about the volume at all.
"Just choose one, choose one out of 32."
"Who is he talking to?" Ursula, who felt creepy, ignored the amnesia to keep a distance, grabbed Eric's arm, and mouthed exaggeratedly at him.
No wonder she made such a fuss, it stands to reason that it is impossible for Ursula's special eyes to see anything magically detected.But now, there is really no one around the white-robed priest.
Eric shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't see anything there either.
The man walked up to where Ursula and the others had been, and his profile was fully exposed in the strangely bright moonlight, even though it was a new moon.
It was Lisbon, and he was still alive.
But in this case, those paladins who claimed to be the world's justice messengers in London seemed a little suspicious. Ursula remembered that Eric told her that according to Edgar Bruno, the other party died in their prison.
At least the body is left there forever, but now, Ursula can be sure that the other party's soul and body are very compatible, even if he uses alchemy or other methods to create a new body later, this kind of compatibility still needs him The original flesh and blood was used as a reference.
The two squatted quietly in the grass, watching Mr. Lisbon, who seemed to be resurrected from the dead, enter the water in the same way as Eric.
Under such circumstances, Ursula was forced to squat in the grass for an hour. When the other party kept the posture of "talking to herself" and left after soaking in the river, Ursula felt that she could not stand up, so she did not I should be squatting, but now my legs are numb.
Eric looked a little better than she did, he wobbled when he got up, but stayed on his feet, and Ursula fell straight down, sitting on her butt in the wet mud.
"He acts the same as you!" Ursula didn't care whether her skirt was stained at this time, she raised her head and said cheerfully: "Our enemy, he is not a god at this stage, and he is also trying to become a god. God."
"How did you know this?" Ursula asked with a very happy smile, "It's really good news. As long as we get the remaining divine power approval before him, then we can control this illusion!"
"This has to start when I just came here. Do you still remember the hall where we met the priest? Miss Witch."
"...I remember," Ursula hesitated, "but my memory is definitely different from yours. Even if we face the same stairs every day, all I see are colors and materials, but you..."
Ursula looked at Eric honestly: "You must know how many levels it has."
Ursula, who felt that she needed to speak cautiously in front of the current Eric, cunningly used what Mr. Holmes said to Dr. Watson to distinguish the difference between "seeing and observing".
As Ursula expected, using the views of Mr. Great Detective to praise the little Holmes has achieved excellent results.
"I have to say, I am pleased by you." The young detective smiled: "Since we know each other, every argument of yours is just right on the appreciation line of my thoughts."
Isn't that right, Sherlock Holmes tenth-level readers can point to your rational side, and a few months of "fiancée" status can understand your emotional side.
She, Ursula Watson, is a player with a strategy.Although this kind of opening may not be able to hit the love line, but the friendship line should be fine... right?
"Maybe this is the talent of the so-called witch?" Ursula stretched out his hand and blinked at the detective: "Excuse me, give me a hand."
Eric didn't act immediately, he first pulled the linen up silently and changed it to a "one-shoulder dress" before going to La Ursula.
"It's dawn." Under the glaring sunlight jumping out of the water, the softened face of the half-elf "girl" changed his face.
"The night is the wrong length, go! Let's go to the temple hall."
Sure enough, the part of the sun's nocturnal journey in the temple hall's fresco depicting Ra's journey was covered up in paint.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Ursula observed for a while, and expressed her opinion after finding that several troublesome monsters in the night tour had been painted out: "It doesn't mean that we don't have to face the possibility of them appearing."
"Although this also means that our time in the illusion is shortened, it will bring trouble to my plan." Eric said with a serious expression: "Have you noticed?"
"Here." Mr. Detective pointed to the wall and said, "Here, because the story of the river god was smeared, the river god is missing."
Only then did Ursula discover that the gods were covered up in the murals about the gods of the Nile River, but she still couldn't understand the meaning of Eric's previous sentence.
"Did you forget? Witch, we are biased towards the night." The young detective sighed: "I can't fully absorb the power of the day."
Ah, then this is indeed a big trouble!Suddenly Ursula realized.
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