Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"I want to adjust the plan." Eric said: "Compared to slowly accumulating and fighting with the opponent by myself, I think it is more cost-effective to plunder the opponent's accumulated strength directly."

"What do you think? Miss Witch" He turned his head to look at Ursula who was pondering over the mural.

"What about me? Do I also need to grab the power that those girls passively absorbed in the illusion?"

"That's not necessary, you just need to follow the steps and act according to my arrangement at the last moment."

"..."

It sounds easy, but Ursula thought about it for a while, and felt that things couldn't go on like this, Eric, this guy wasn't telling the truth, she didn't notice it at first, but when she connected with this mural, she realized, this There is an inconclusive troublesome point in the plan constructed by Mr. Detective after amnesia, and that is what to do after the ending.

When listening to a story for the first time, people seldom pay attention to what will happen after the prince and princess get together, so she didn't think at the beginning, if Eric's plan goes well, what will happen after he really becomes the new river god.

The power of the gods is not tolerated by the law in this era, can he really return to the world?

In this space constructed for ambition, the key to the identity recognition of the gods planned by the enemy is that the bride of the river god marries the river god.

In the logic of this story, the bride can be a human being, but the river god can only be a god.

So, here comes the question, didn't Eric consider what he would do after robbing the opponent's fruit?No, he must have thought about it, but he didn't say it.

Eric, who is full of attributes of the Sherlock Holmes family, has a character trait that is both an advantage and a disadvantage in Ursula's view.

That is the lone ranger trait mixed with the unique evil taste of strange Sherlock Holmes, which is extremely difficult to deal with in reality.

The relationship between Mr. Sherlock Holmes and her dear uncle can be demonstrated. In the case of the Hound in Baskervilles, he investigated the case without telling Watson, who was sent to the scene by him, in order to get out of Coverton Smith. The testimony (the murderer in "The Dying Detective") pretends to be terminally ill, allowing Watson, who is completely hidden from feeling sorry for his friend, to find the murderer to jump into the trap.

Oh, and what happened just now is the case of the great detective's suspended animation that has left Dr. Watson heartbroken for several years.

Unlike her Uncle John, who always kindly and selectively forgets the bad things about her companions, Ursula Watson is extremely vengeful.

Eric discovered this after the two experienced the first case, so he tried his best to avoid "instinctively" secretly rubbing one person to cause trouble in the subsequent cases where the two participated together.

But, now, this guy has lost his memory.

Is she acting too good-tempered?Ursula asked herself what plans and plans could be made to make Eric think that he could do it.

But at this time, she has no position to stop the other party from doing this, and if she intervenes randomly, it may cause the other party to be unnecessary vigilant.

and so……

"Oh, but I don't want to." She sighed in a very light tone, as if frightened by the sudden news. "After all, in this situation, you don't have any advantage just by relying on your smart brain."

"You have an opinion on my plan." Eric raised his eyebrows, but his tone was still kind.

"If you have other ideas, you can communicate with me, after all, we are on the same front now."

"Sorry, not anymore."

"..."

For the first time the young detective looked surprised: "Are you joking?"

"Of course not, and I'm repeating myself if you didn't catch me, we're not on the same page right now."

Ursula's tone was still extremely gentle: "Although I still like you very much, Darling. But I will always only stand on the side that has the upper hand."

"So, are you going to join the guy you call a pervert?"

"Of course not, I said I still like you." Ursula laughed, "I just want to be a third party."

"You mean you have the upper hand." The half-elf blinked and said slowly.

Ursula could see that a small storm of guessing what she meant by the other person's mind should have been rolled up.Sadly though, she really just didn't want to play a game with him where she might blind block and beat my teammate.

After all, it's the first love. In order not to fail in the first love, she can't let him mess around.

"Not surprisingly, in this world, it is impossible for me to talk about a second love. I am not interested in becoming a tragic heroine." Miss Witch thought.

At this time, perhaps because of the emotional excitement, the magic power boiled, and her senses became extremely sharp.

A third person came to this hall, an unexpected third person, someone she was familiar with, someone she could use, and a third person who was only beneficial to her current position.

Ursula laughed, and she laughed in a tone that would definitely have seemed smug to Mr. Detective:

"Yes, at least until you have absorbed enough power."

"Ah, you are a witch, aren't you?" Little Holmes probed.

"..." Ursula glanced at the other party amusedly. Yes, it is generally impossible for witches to have much connection with the sun.

"You might as well reason, Mr. Detective. Let's go our separate ways and go our separate ways."

Ursula raised her chin on purpose, looked at Eric and said.

"Then the harp lesson we agreed on..." Mr. Detective stroked his chin and looked at the girl thoughtfully.

"Yes." Ursula resolutely said: "I think it's good for our relationship to remain as roommates who cover each other."

"Haha, roommate?" Eric bent over with a smile, "Miss Witch, have you forgotten our real relationship?"

"If you're talking about that outrageous game-hunter relationship, I haven't forgotten, but I'm not going to go with it," said Ursula.

"As for the bride in your plan, I think that one is more suitable than me."

Holding her skirt up, Ursula strode up to the pillars of the hall, and pulled out the guy who was listening to the two of them quarreling.

"It's you?"

In a temple with a completely different magic system, the half-elf, whose senses returned to normal human beings, stared at the girl whose appearance could be described as holy, and then became confused because of the familiar magic fluctuations that could be clearly felt at close range. .

"Why you you shouldn't..."

"That's because I really can't bear it, my friend!" The captain of the Ivy, whose race is the umbral cloud, tried to struggle out of Ursula's grip while biting a linen handkerchief that he didn't know where it came from. .

After trying a few times, he found that he was not only unable to break free, but also wanted to follow the girl's thoughts. He glanced at Miss Witch with great grief, and then turned his head and yelled at his old friend: "Alien star!" Right here, where my opponents can compete, and I can only wait outside, it's not fair!"

"So you are possessed by a human being." Erica lowered his face: "This face is definitely not yours. Shadow monsters reject light, so you borrowed a shell."

"You violated our principles."

"I didn't!" Seeing that his little friend was about to make a move, the umbral waved his hand quickly: "This is a puppet, it must be a puppet! A witch."

"Accurately speaking, it's a consciousness storage split, Mr. Thief." Ursula narrowed her eyes, "How do you know I have this?"

The umbral's current body has blond hair that is very abrupt here, and it is the kind of blond hair that is as bright as the sun.

"...I went to visit your cellar, and I saw that there are such useful props. I can't bear it." Umbrella said in a very weak voice: "This guy asked me to do it! He told you to enter After the illusion, let me go to your house to patrol and see if there is any suspicious person approaching."

"It's true, I can't enter your house without his authorization!"

With this arrangement for Eric, Ursula didn't doubt the umbral's words, she looked at the umbral badly with a kind of melancholy eyes whose new book was opened first by others.

This is the new alchemy body she specially asked her parents to bring to Egypt to bask in the sun!I didn't expect that I hadn't injected my magic imprint into it yet, and let this guy Hook take the lead.

"...One hundred thousand pounds is your favor..." Ursula let go of him in disgust.

It took her a full month to pinch this face like a saint of light, and it took her a full three years to gather the materials, but it was useless today.Or she was careless, how could she believe that the pirate captain would have integrity when facing interesting valuables.

In order to stabilize her magical power as an adult, she can gradually participate in a series of interesting "dangerous" activities in the magic test, such as witch gatherings, spirit fire hunting, magic fairs and the like.

That's why the "Black Rose" lady with all kinds of charms and the umbral now have the alchemy body named "White Rose" by Ursula's wicked taste.

Not for anything else, just for a few more small vests to avoid risks.

But now her "white rose" is dirty!

"You're asking for a lot of money, witch." The umbral gritted his teeth. "You can still manipulate her indirectly. If there is such a risk, you need to discount it."

"Either you pay, or you perish with the White Rose," said Ursula darkly.

"Hey! Who is that!" The umbral tried to hide behind Eric after being intimidated: "You take care of your fiancee! There is no business like this! You have already blackmailed me for a set of Bath villas, what else do you want? Like!"

"Tell her quickly, hello." Because the umbral didn't know how to address Eric and couldn't reveal his real name, he could only scream hello. "For a principled pirate like me, how difficult it is to steal money, especially in this era, I can only grab business from the magic side!"

But his little friend didn't immediately respond to him as he imagined, and helped him negotiate the price, but stiffened obviously.

"You mean...really your fiancée?"

Eric knew himself well. If it wasn't his real fiancée, it would be impossible for him to introduce him to his old friends on the Ivy, let alone join forces with "outsiders" to blackmail Hook.

"By the way, you lost your memory because the timeline went backwards, didn't you? You were so unlucky that you just forgot your fiancée." Hook was shocked: "What are you doing!"

"Nothing, just threatened me, and then pretended to believe me." Ursula smiled slightly. "So it's impossible for you to get a discount from him now."

"..." The umbral who knew her bamboo horse very well, wiped her face in a very disfigured way (Ursula was extremely dissatisfied with this action that was completely inconsistent with her role setting for "White Rose"), and then decisively moved from this Little Mr. Holmes, who had lost the value of "love value", moved back to Ursula's side, and spoke in a hopeless manner.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, but how about [-]? Plus three times I promise to stand on your side unconditionally. I can still do voluntary labor! Help you collect materials for making new splits."

"make a deal!"

Ursula shook hands with her "white rose" regretfully.

The umbral returned to normal after a bit of pain, and curiously brought the topic back on track.

"By the way, what were you guys arguing about just now, what's the plan, what's the bride."

Ursula folded her arms and smiled mockingly: "A story about a half-elf who can't think of self-sacrifice."

"..." Mr. Detective, who didn't expect Ursula to be sharper than he believed, opened his mouth.

He is still in shock that he actually fell in love. Based on the words of his "fiancée" and Hu Ke, he still took the lightning engagement route, and the time from acquaintance to engagement did not exceed three months.

"Actually, it was the day we met." Ursula didn't intend to let go of Mr. Detective who was in amnesia at all. She could see that Hook's words were very credible to the other party. Although she understood, she was even more angry.

"It was your decision unilaterally."

"..." Little Holmes glanced at the umbral.

"Don't look at me! I don't know! You don't want to tell me your love story. When I heard about the witch, you were already engaged."

"But you said... If there was no case to interrupt, I should have been in your father's study..." Eric pressed his temple and asked with a headache.

"That's right, but it doesn't matter. In fact, your reasoning is correct." Ursula smiled: "The fiancee is an uncertain existence, and it's just for socializing."

Then, she glanced at her perfect work with resentment, and said goodbye to Eric and the others in a friendly voice: "See you later, I have to go to some private matters."

"..." The shadow monster looked at Miss Witch's back, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you going to stop her?"

"Why stop it." Mr. Detective closed his eyes and regained his composure: "Isn't there you?"

"What?"

"Didn't you hear that just now? Our plan." The half-elf "girl" patted the umbral's golden head: "Hello, bride."

And Ursula, who said she had a private business, skipped the priest's rehearsal, changed her clothes, and went out into the street.

"Compared to obediently being some kind of strange bride, I prefer to play the role of snatching marriage." The girl snorted and put on her hood.