Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Ursula was quite familiar with the tips given by the guide. Because of her chosen career and her parents' relationship, she knew something about narrative poetry.

"That poem is mainly about the battlefield and the trophies, and the poem given to me appears after the description of the last trophies."

Ursulamer counted the items that appeared in the "Ghost Covenant" where the general bids farewell to his lover:

"There are a total of white cups, gold rings and bracelets, a lucky brooch, a chessboard, and a red gold box... It seems that I have found some, but it is very troublesome just to find these things." She looked at it worriedly Time, think this game may not be so easy.

At this time Eric is also counting things.

"This, this, and this..."

He ordered the items displayed on the shelves: "I want them all."

After asking the way, Eric didn't go looking for the carriage immediately, but started to wander around. He was full of interest in the composition of the city. A city that seemed to be active but lifeless was running with a strange logic. .

Just like the beginning of the birth of Fairyland, such a sentence suddenly flashed in the young detective's mind, but this idea was not considered deeply, because an exaggeratedly large shop at the end of the main street attracted his attention .

"Toy store?"

Yes, this time point is a child’s dream. For children, the huge candy house and toy store should naturally be the most conspicuous buildings on the streets of the world.

He touched his pocket, confirmed that some of the items he was carrying were still there, and then pushed open the door of the toy store.

The brilliance shone, making Eric narrow his eyes slightly.

The inside is not quite what he imagined. Mr. Detective originally thought that there might be all kinds of strange toys inside, but in fact it is more like a treasure house. The shelves are full of golden objects, neatly arranged, until The ceiling is several stories high.

His eyes flicked across these shelves, and there was one thing that caught Eric's eyes.

"...

Half the pieces are made of gold,

Half of the chess pieces are made of white copper;

The checkerboard woven bag is made of pearls,

It is a miracle created by craftsmen.

The pockets for chess pieces are also amazing,

The seal is embroidered with gold thread;

The craftsman fitted a lock,

It is difficult for the uninformed to open. "(quoted from the ancient poem mentioned above)

Should it be a coincidence?

Since he had just left the situation of being a chess piece, he was very vigilant about all the chessboard-like things that appeared in this place.

"A covenant with the ghosts? Li London, where there is no life, is not the ghosts for some people."

He took a step up and planned to buy the chessboard without hesitation.

"..."

The owner of the store is a dark guy who can't see clearly. He doesn't seem to be able to speak, but he responds to the instructions of the guests.It slowly removed the bag containing the chess pieces and chessboard, then returned to the cash register, and piled the items directly onto a balance.

One end of the balance was instantly sank by a pile of gold and silver utensils, while the other plate was empty, and the shopkeeper stood there, motionless.

Eric understood that this was an exchange of items of equivalent value waiting for him to put it on, so he tried to put a small object in his pocket first, but the balance did not move at all.

His face became serious, and his joy at finding such an object that seemed to be related to the battlefield became a little heavy.

The item he put on it just now was the balance he repaired in Egypt. Such a magical item that can reverse the form and has expensive materials is actually worthless here.

In this case……

Eric took out an item with a solemn expression, and carefully replaced the scale.

In an instant, the other end of the balance sank, reaching a balance with the other party.

It can be seen that there is no trace of joy on the face of the young detective.

Because, on the other end of the balance is a necklace decorated with silver gemstones like his beautiful eyes. The currency collected by this city is not money or magic power, but human feelings.

The shopkeeper still stands quietly behind the scales, without any intention of urging the guests. Perhaps it has not set up such a program. Even as a "businessman", it has no life and self-consciousness, and has no desire to make a deal.

"Exchanging your token of love for someone else's token is not a good omen." He smiled wryly.

After thinking for a while, his expression became firm, and then...

The young detective picked up one side of the scale tray, the red pouch woven with pearls and gold thread that held the chess pieces and board.

Ursula was in a state of confusion at this time. Her first step was to find out that there was a castle here, so she caught the last train and planned to search there first. She felt that since she had to The location of the battlefield can only be found by finding a guide, so her task at this stage must be to find something to confirm Hook who suddenly got involved in this incident for some reason, rather than looking for the battlefield itself.

Speaking of which, Hook's joining really came without warning, Ursula thought, why would the other party need to go into troubled waters?Still standing in a very delicate position, standing in the position of...London.

Wait a minute, she started to organize her thoughts on the train.

"The umbral stands in London, where the umbrella cannot survive and will be swallowed and assimilated. It seems strange, but Hook is not an ordinary umbrella. Goblin, and his body is a shadow in the sea."

"If you look at his unusual birth experience...London is the reflection of London's dream, which is actually a kind of umbral."

It seemed to Ursula that if the matter were looked at in this new light, the matter would suddenly become clear.

"If the evolution of goblins is replaced by Pokmon." Ursula, who was also addicted to Two-dimensional, suddenly realized: "Then what does Li London mean to Hook, who has already belonged to two races with ordinary shadow monsters?"

"It means that he will have the only possible second family in the world!"

If Hook regards Li London as his younger sister or younger brother, and may even have the mentality of an old father, then it would be reasonable to keep quiet but suddenly appear as an NPC. Who can tolerate his baby being manipulated by some inexplicable guy.

"So, he will do everything possible to prevent us "candidates" from sitting on the throne." Ursula thought: "If he can't stop it, then he will choose someone he can trust to sit in that position, so he said that to me. Some words."

It was getting more and more troublesome, Miss Witch started to have a headache, the black lop-eared rabbit that had been obediently lying on her shoulder seemed to sense her emotions, and rubbed her face on its own initiative.

Ursula rubbed it and sighed.

Then when she reached the palace gate, she sighed even longer.

"You have to wear a proper dress to go in." She looked at her clothes, which were completely for keeping warm, and then looked at the desolate forest around the palace and the sub-stations that had stopped operating. She didn't know what to do for a while. .

She did bring some clothes and hid them in the magic pocket, but who would wear a dress if nothing happened, and...

Ursula observed for a while the extremely bright and exaggerated dress styles on the crowd, and felt that even if she wore it, she would definitely be fined a red card for non-compliance.

Or go to the forest to find some materials and make one on the spot?

She watched a lady wearing what looked like a flower turned upside down wander into the palace, and began to think.

But this seemingly good method was immediately hit by the cruelty of reality.

The forest is guarded by soldiers and you cannot enter without a pass.

Ursula was sitting on the railing of the bridge over the moat of the castle with her arms in her arms. She couldn't think of how to conjure up a dress for a while. If it was in another place, she could use her magic power to fabricate one, but the one in London is a fire-attributed one. The complete opposite of herself, her magical power has been suppressed since entering this world.

Just as she was frowning, looking at the clock in the sky and walking step by step, she was already planning to rob a "local" regardless of the consequences.

"Yo, lovely lady, it looks like you need help~"

The voice was unusually familiar.

Ursula looked up, and the young detective was standing in front of her, smiling.

Holding a gaudy cane in his left hand, he is wearing clothes that are more exaggerated than Hook's purple dress in front, full of different poker patterns, and his right hand is raising his top hat slightly to pay tribute to her.

"It would be a great honor for me to be of service to you."