Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

The cool autumn night breeze blew up the black and red curtains hanging on both sides of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The empty courtyard was now full of figures holding burning blue-green spirit fires. They looked up at the balcony at the same time, revealing a Pale smiley mask.

"Hey, young master!" The umbral stopped being funny, he stood up, and blurred half of his body under the shadow of the building. "It seems that the little lady is not joking, we are surrounded."

"How do you look, why this expression?" Miss Witch tilted her head.

"...Thank you for your reminder, let me know that Eric Holmes's reputation in London is so good, but my daughter was confused by him..." Eric reread one of the sentences: "Bewitched me I thought Professor Watson liked me very much."

"No father would like someone who tricked his daughter into getting engaged at the first meeting, right? What's more, the reason for your engagement to me was not pure in the first place. I already know who you are, dear little Mr. Holmes." Ursula said She smiled, but her eyes were extremely cold: "Avalon's enforcer, do you still have this identity?"

"It's ridiculous~ Obviously, you and I always satirize the principles of the paladins, most of which are self-righteous justice, so what's the difference between you and them?"

"I haven't concealed my identity from you and me." The young detective's brain was fully activated, what on earth did Ursula want to do, and for the first time, his prediction of Ursula's behavior was out of control.

"But you never told me that you would hunt the reincarnation of the old gods~ Detective."

"You are Ursula, the reincarnation of the old god, you can't talk nonsense like that." Eric suddenly turned cold.

"Stop pretending, isn't it because of this that you approached her?" A girl walked out from the guard behind Ursula, and it was the one who made many complaints to Eric after Mrs. Luna that day.

"Nali Butler" Eric tapped the ground with his cane, and looked at the girl: "At this time, you should still continue your sentence for hatching Bajilisk in those paladin dungeons."

"I'm so sorry, I was released." Nali Butler said cheerfully, "Who made you have no law enforcement power in London? Half-elf~"

"Nali, do I allow you to interject?"

"Sorry, I overstepped, Your Excellency." Nali Butler hurriedly lowered her head and backed away again.

"...you cooperated with them." Eric frowned even more when he saw how difficult people in the Witch Association treated her.

"Otherwise?" Ursula smiled: "Is it really hard to figure it out, then let me give you a hint."

"What kind of existence do you think the parents of a witch who can become a lord at a young age should be like. Are they ordinary people?"

"..." Eric's expression was blank for a moment, he really hadn't considered this question.He has a different perspective on the existence of ordinary humans and goblins. Ursula and him first met as the magic side, and they were "considerable trustees" whose surname was Watson.

And Ursula told him that her magical awakening came from an accident, inherited from her blood.

"Your parents should be..." He recalled the performance of Professor Watson and his wife in Egypt, and spoke with difficulty. Except for the daughter of a witch, they did not show any abnormalities.

No, this is the biggest anomaly.

"You told me that you often went to the forest alone when you were a child, but you also set out alone when you came to London for the first time." The young detective finally found a blind spot, how normal parents would let a child and just grown-up Do young girls mess around alone?

It's better now, because many women have started to enter the society to do some work, and there are also many young girls who set foot on the journey alone, but how about more than ten years ago?According to Ursula, she was often home alone for months as a child.

"Where is this letter?" He reopened the letter, because Ursula had only given him the last page, without the most crucial recipient information.

"My father wrote to Mrs. Luna. This is just one of them. Remember? I also mentioned to you that my father asked many of his old friends in London to take care of me."

"Does Dr. Watson know about this?"

"He doesn't need to know." Ursu pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Eric, I'm leaving." Hiding himself in the shadow, the shadow monster with a blurred face warned him, indicating that his situation was getting worse, and the masked people below had begun to draw magic circles. I really want to trap them.

Ursula glanced at Hook thoughtfully, there was a very strange thing, the umbral had never shown his face in front of "outsiders" in London at all, and when he needed to show his face when he went out to do errands, he always instructed the siren to go do it.

Is the pirate captain such a scary creature?

"Are you going to run away?" Ursula narrowed her eyes as she noticed Eric start to back away.

"Are you going to escape? Darling, for our future, do I have to be a coward?" The young detective smiled.

"Our future, Mr. Detective, the future belongs to the victor." Ursula laughed, "Your detective game is over, you just need to stay here and watch everything settle down."

"But what if my side wins this time?" The half-elf's eyes began to glow silver: "You don't think I'm hiding your identity, it's just for fun~"

"Admitted." Nali Butler muttered in a low voice behind: "I knew it, he knew it from the beginning, this guy is more devil than devil."

Ursula pretended not to hear the mumbling of the short-haired witch who was full of malice towards Eric, avoiding Eric's eyes.Thank goodness, she thought, the script was finally right, she just saw Eric come in with the kind of black flames that filled her alley, and she knew that she would suffer, what about returning the day after tomorrow?Why change now?

This Eric didn't have a script, and she realized the problem the first time she and the other party looked at each other.But in the future, the most outrageous thing is that her father also got involved. After reading all the exchange letters between Mrs. Luna and her father, she confirmed one thing.

It was definitely not by chance that Eric met her.

Her past is her future.

The source of this sentence is also very suspicious. "Margaret" was the first to say it, and Eric, who was out of time, was the second to say it, and that "Margaret" was proved to be false by the other party. , it is almost certain that the player is Eric's mother Flora Holmes, or Flora Avalon, the former pirate captain who conquered the star sea, a powerful elf lord, and according to Eric's It is also one of the current rulers of Avalon.

"If according to your calculations, our meeting is inevitable." Ursula, who had already figured out the clue, suddenly became ill-intentioned. Who knows how to pretend to be a riddle? Isn't the detective's destiny to solve riddles?

"Then my past is my future, Mr. Holmes. This is a prophecy, so don't waste your efforts."

Nali Butler, who completely believed in the reincarnation of the old god, laughed out loud. Hearing Ursula's words, she gave the retreating elves a provocative look.

"So," Eric jumped onto the balcony railing and looked back at Ursula, "what does this mean?"

"You have time to think slowly in the dungeon." Ursula waved her hand, and the guards in the room also surrounded her.

"Still not." He spread his arms, leaned back, and fell toward the garden.

The people downstairs let out a few suppressed exclamations.

The half-elf magic guards who were already close to him tried to reach him, but they were controlled by the completely blurred umbral. They maintained the posture of reaching out, like a bunch of puppets wearing armor, fixed by black shadow lines on the balcony.

Originally standing behind, Nali Butler, who thought that the half-elf would definitely suffer this time, rushed forward with her wand, trying to burn the shadow, but it was still too late. She lay on the balcony and watched what should have fallen into the garden. The half-elf on the magic circle was caught by a siren and flew into the sky.

"Goodbye, my dear Miss Witch." His voice faded away.

The umbral also slipped away without knowing when.

"Your Excellency!" Nali Butler screamed, "Why didn't you act, you promised!"

"What did I promise?" Ursula looked at her coldly, folding her arms. "Why don't you help me remember, Butler"

"You..." Her voice lowered, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency."

"But you should..."

"Should I..." Ursula looked at the witch who suddenly appeared crazy, her eyes turned golden: "is it okay for a priest to speak to the gods like this?"

"..." Now she was completely silent. "I was wrong, sir, please don't give up on me."

Ursula did not answer her at once, but turned to the door.

"Clean up the house." She said lightly before going out.

"Yes! Your Excellency." The girl became lively again.

"Not caught." Sitting in her room, Lady Luna couldn't help laughing when she saw Ursula come in with a discarded cane.

"Yeah, this person, Nellie Butler, is very dissatisfied."

That's for sure, she hated that little Mr. Holmes. Instead of pouring tea for Ursula, Mrs. Luna picked up a small pot and poured out a cup of steaming warm brown liquid, which was hot cocoa.

"Every time the magical creature she cultivates is successful, it will be taken away by the other party or solved on the spot."

"When it succeeds, every time." Ursula twitched the corner of her mouth, not to mention that Miss Butler, who always raises dangerous creatures, is right. Eric's behavior is really provocative. It's not in harmony with students. The homework was torn up just after finishing it, and the computer suddenly crashed and all the files were wiped out after social animal work.

"By the way, I want to make a point for Mr. Holmes. He didn't do it on purpose. It's all a coincidence." Mrs. Luna smiled, signaling Ursula to drink the milk while it was still warm.

"..." That would be even more exasperating.

"There are many people like Miss Butler in our association, and there are more alchemists than us. Their bodies live in this era, but their minds stay in that era of magic and glory." Mrs. Luna looked at Ursula held the milk glass obediently, and said softly in her eyes.

"Their common sense came more from Pliny's Natural History than from the Encyclopedia Britannica."

"By the way, Ursula." Mrs. Luna looked at her with her chin on her hands: "What do you think about using death to gain strength?"

"If you die, you have nothing, and if you live, you have hope." The girl sipped hot cocoa with a happy expression on her face. After enjoying the comfort of the warm and sweet liquid sliding down the esophagus into the stomach for a while , she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"But what about outlaws? Darling, do you know the difference between a god's war and a human's war?"

"Uh" Ursula looked at Lady Luna.

"You can cheat by distinguishing the gods," she replied tentatively, recalling the myth of the Trojan horse.

"It can also be said that this is also a kind of cheating. Humans can only use living warriors, while most of the gods' army are dead. Especially in this era, the temple has collapsed."

"Ah!" Ursula stood up and slapped the table: "Those desperadoes in the belly of a fish! Is that so? Wait a minute, I remember seeing something similar somewhere, by the way, it's Adonis! Half mermaid, those fish! They are not mermaids, just like the seals of the second wave belong to Sigeo!"

"They're reviving the army, the sun, Egypt! I understand, and those poor fishes, although they are dependents, are ordinary sea creatures in the final analysis, they are Trojan horses, sending guys who shouldn't exist in London back to the present world. "

"What about Miss Rose? What role does Miss Rose play in it? If it's Helen, it's outrageous!"

"Ahem, it's time for you to go to bed." Mrs. Luna gave her a smile and said, "Tomorrow you have to fulfill the obligations of your old god. The reincarnation of a god cannot have dark circles."

"Oh..." Ursula glanced at Madam Luna and nodded obediently.

Miss Witch's reaction was so strange!

In fact, he didn't run at all, but hid with Ursula into Mrs. Luna's room, and then hid in the corner, thinking about the umbral playing the shadow of the chair legs.

"It shouldn't be, is she drugged, or controlled by some kind of magic, why is she so obedient, and the attitude of Mrs. Luna is also very strange." Thinking like this, the umbral hesitated, and finally followed slowly Ursula's shadow came out of the room.

"Ursula," Lady Luna said again before Ursula put her hand on the doorknob.

"Remember to put more magic circles in your room."

"Of course, I will do the same without you telling me." Miss Witch said with a smile: "Ah, that's right."

The girl stopped suddenly, and the umbral was so frightened that he quickly collapsed and concentrated his attention. He remembered how sensitive the other party was, and the shadow had to imitate it perfectly and not be exposed.

With all his energy, he followed Miss Witch's footsteps back to Mrs. Luna's tea table.

Then, a scene that surprised the umbral happened.

The girl lowered her head and hugged Mrs. Luna, and kissed her cheek very affectionately.

This is definitely controlled by magic!The umbral screamed inwardly.

"Good night, Mom."

Miss what, what are you calling that bad witch?

"Remember to brush your teeth again."

"Okay, I won't forget."

The screaming in the umbral's head stopped abruptly. He mechanically exhausted his physical instincts so as not to reveal his existence, and followed Ursula out of the room.

But they could only go to the door of the other party's bedroom. The moment she opened the door, the umbral stayed in the corridor under the shadow of the door.

"No, I have to go back and tell Eric now." Hook hid in the corridor for a while, and after making sure it was safe, he hurried out of the stronghold of the Witch Association.

"Does he know what kind of family he has found as a fiancée? The little lady is called the witch mother. Isn't Mrs. Watson in Egypt? What the hell is going on!"

When the umbral arrived at Block A of 221 Baker Street, Eric was sitting in the dark. When Sherlock was thinking, at least the flame of the pipe was still going on and off in the unlit room, but when Eric finished When thinking, there is no light at all.

When the umbral came in and saw this scene, he turned on the light first, not because he couldn't see it, but because he suddenly felt that he needed some light to improve his mood. He felt that his mind was already in chaos, and his eyes should at least be bright.

"Eric!" he yelled, pounced on him.

"Do you know what I heard?"

"Looking at your expression, it should be good news." Eric raised his eyes and sat up straight.

"...Although I don't know what my expression looks like, but I think this is definitely not good news." Shadow Monster Wangtian, your fiancée and old father-in-law can deal with you at the same time, and now there is a suspected mother-in-law !

"How likely do you think the little lady is not Mrs. Watson's own?" Umbrella asked Eric after telling what he saw.

"...Zero." The young detective glanced at him speechlessly: "Throw out the plots of the romance novels in your mind, I can be sure that Ursula is the child of Professor Watson and Mrs. Watson, there is no cheating, no substitute. "

"That means it's under control!" The umbral snapped his fingers.

"Tell me about the situation when two people said good night to each other again. Don't bring your opinion this time, just repeat what they said." Eric thought for a while and said, when the specters spoke for the first time, added Many of the two ladies' expressions and action descriptions are extremely subjective and literary.

Eric wondered if he secretly worshiped Dr. Watson as his teacher. After all, the adjectives in the sentence just now were too rich. The eyes of the little lady suddenly lit up, and Mrs. Luna's smile revealed a kind of kindness.

"Oh..." Umbrella dryly repeated the dialogue again, this time he only repeated the dialogue obediently.

"You mean the lady poured Ursula a cup of hot cocoa, and then told her not to forget to brush her teeth."

"Yes."

"That's Mrs. Watson." Eric said with certainty.

"Why do you say that?" The umbral felt that nothing could be seen from these things. If Ursula was affected by magic, Mrs. Luna would also act as a good mother in order to maintain her personality.

"Because Ursula only drinks hot cocoa made by Mrs. Watson."

"What do you mean?"

"Ursula has a little-known habit, because she only has it when Mrs. Watson is around."

"That's hot cocoa before bed."

"Wouldn't it be impossible to sleep?" Umbrella questioned. "Don't humans use cocoa to refresh themselves? In this case, her mother would let her drink it before going to bed."

"So it's unknown, because it's too unreasonable." Eric tapped the table with his knuckles: "By the way, the reason she doesn't usually drink it is because she said it doesn't taste like her mother."

"But she sometimes makes black tea before going to bed. She has the kind of physique that can fall asleep after drinking strong tea. So only her parents know about this habit. Even I only discovered it when I went to Egypt last time."

"That's it..." Umbrella felt that there were still some problems: "But Professor Watson's letter."

"The friends who took me to visit Professor Watson when Ursula first came to London, there was no Lady Luna, not even a woman."

"And Ursula has actually given me a hint." Eric stood up and walked upstairs.

"What hint?"

"Have you forgotten?" Eric pushed open the door of Ursula's bedroom on the third floor, which was unexpectedly unlocked.

The umbral watched as the half-elf flung himself down on the sofa in the small living room of the suite.

"Forget what! Wait a minute, you don't want to sleep here!"

"Ursula asked me what kind of people a witch's parents are." Eric closed his eyes: "Since this is the case, then I don't have to worry about her safety, just concentrate on the case itself Just fine."

"I think the little lady is now part of the case, and the most troublesome part. I can't figure out what she wants to do." Umbrella complained.

"It's very clear that Ursula's identity is the reincarnation of the old god, and she wants to stand on the side of the god."

"Oh... so what's your position?" The umbral pondered for a while, then asked his friend, "Which side are you on?"

"I~" The young detective opened his eyes, "I'm on the opposite side of her."

The "opposite party" umbral thought about the information he had collected: "But I don't think the factions that are involved in it now are not righteous factions. It can't be said that it is the opposite."

"What about you?"

"I'm neutral~ I'm just an informant."

"I said, Hook..." Eric sat up. "Did you forget the source of your face?"

"..." Hook was stopped by the question. He recalled the scene of his own transformation from his memory, and then cursed a pirate.

"Damn it, you mean that guy was involved too, yeah, he's also an old god!" Umbrella's face darkened: "How is this possible, that guy couldn't die anymore, I just reflected by chance His afterimage."

"It's not impossible." Eric threw a bomb at him, messing up the Umbrella's plan, and continued to fall down to sleep.

"Remember to turn off the lights for me when you go out!"

"No! You, if you want to miss someone, why don't you go to sleep in her room."

"That's hooliganism."

"...Your behavior of sleeping on the sofa in the small living room of a girl is not very normal..."

Seeing that Eric didn't plan to talk to him anymore, the umbral went out muttering.

After returning to the second floor, Hook's expression turned cold. He took out a conch and said to the mouth: "Siren, I have a task for you. Go to the other side of the sea to investigate someone. It may be god."

"Who?" A listless voice came from inside the conch.

"Phaethon."

"Are you talking in your sleep? Do you want me to find Mannanan?" The siren over there said in a bad tone.

"If you're willing to take a trip to the Isle of Man (the alien world where the Sea God lives), it's not impossible."

"In short, go and see if there is any existence related to the son of the sun god who fell into the sun carriage and died. I want to see if the so-called reincarnation of the old gods is true or not."

Hook showed the ferocious smile unique to pirate captains in the Star Sea.

"Whether it's the past or the future..." Eric opened his eyes after the movement downstairs finally stopped. He took out his silver chain from his collar and lifted it up to have a look.

"Then this must belong to me."

He put away the chain and rolled over.

slap.

Something squeezed off the sofa because of his turning over.

Listening to sound is a small object that feels like…

"Fiftypence."

Eric got up and picked up a coin from the foot of the sofa following the sound.

"Sherlock Holmes, 2014."

Young Holmes seized the coin with a sudden grip.

He... seems to have found that future.