Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

Red, what a vivid color.

Sarah Rose caressed the red-gold throne under her hand, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. At the beginning of human development, this color was unanimously endowed with a high status by countless civilizations on the earth. It appears in those cultural relics that I am obsessed with, from the red pigments burned with loess in the Paleolithic Age, to the bright red dyed with realgar on the murals of ancient Egypt, to the Ottoman Empire that was sought after by the nobles in the Middle Ages in Europe, which could not be copied by local craftsmen. Expensive red materials, and then the charming red-gold brought by the cochineal which is the same color as the throne she is sitting on.

People in this era have uniformly forgotten their ancestors' craze for red when chemical pigments are readily available. It clearly existed in every process of history, but it was forgotten by the mainstream of society, just like...she Same.

When those alchemists rejoiced at the reproduction of Helen's mirror, allowing them to obtain the power of time from the world of shadows to conduct research and worlds that they could not set foot in in their entire lives, when the university proctor was in front of "her" When "her" father closed the doors of the library and exhibition hall that should be open to all students, when "her" father let "her" choose the path of life, marrying a goblin, bringing the next mistress to the family , live in another world, or become the queen of "Li London", then she will have freedom until all consciousness is assimilated by Li London, and she dies in a spiritual sense.

At this time, they seem to have forgotten the bright colors in "her" life, such as red, even though "she" started the re-engraving of the mirror, even though there are many cultural relics excavated and restored by her in the exhibition hall ,even though……

"...Everyone regards you as the left, and I still regard you as the right." The girl turned her face, and from the corner of her eyes, she met the ornately decorated metal chair back she was leaning on, and raised her hand to gently stroke her cheek: " When you wake up from a rare deep sleep, the world will be like a dream."

Every component of the red throne is as if polished, bright and shiny, clearly reflecting the shadow of everyone under the throne looking up at the two air corps that suddenly appeared in the sky, but the owner of the throne is missing.

This abnormal behavior of the Greek army running away after meeting each other made the leader of the Barisodell Legion of the air demon frowned. Suggestion, lost in thought.

Although the demons in the sky always appear as robbers, if you study the legends carefully, you will find that their actions are clearly divided, and they are extremely strategic and organized.

When human beings discover their true colors, the people and things they cherish have already been taken by the other party.

"You mean to say that the reason those Xi didn't fight us directly was because they cared about that girl." The head of the demon group looked at Wigginson: "It's interesting, before this, they had been hiding in the mountains for hundreds of years, and suddenly The reason for such a large-scale dispatch."

"Hahaha, it can't be because of that girl!" He was very interested in causing trouble for Xi: "It can be considered, but before that, can you explain your relationship with that woman, and their relationship? What are you doing now?"

The demon lowered his head to look at the red throne below and an acquaintance standing beside him, then looked at the white throne in the distance and questioned this fellow.

"I don't know what they are doing. The relationship between me and that woman is that she used despicable means to steal my real name." Wigginson said pretending to be annoyed.

"Oh~" The head of the demon group did not fluctuate, and it was impossible to tell from his expression whether he believed it or not.

When Wigginson wondered if he should say more, the other party suddenly broke away from the cloud and landed.

"Hey, mermaid." The leader of the famous demon army greeted Adonis: "You never said that there is such a suitable place for our new residence."

"Are you trying to compete with Atlantis?" After hearing the rude greeting from the other party, Adonis' tone was a little cold: "Didn't it be agreed earlier? It means that once London is in chaos, you can settle in." .”

"Excessive greed can lead to destruction, Your Excellency, Commander."

"Hahahaha, it's so funny to say this in your mouth." The leader of the demon group laughed: "Obviously you are the most greedy. I have never seen a human being who is more greedy than you."

His eyes slid over the fish scales that could not be concealed from the corners of Adonis' eyes, and he sneered unceremoniously. He had a joke attitude towards the plan of this human who had acquired the power of a mermaid to try to awaken the gods.

The demons in the air have been in one-sided "friendly communication" for thousands of years. In the era when the authority of the gods was still there, they did not receive any particularly strong resistance to various friendly behaviors towards humans.

Xishen's obstruction does not count. The leader of the demon group glanced at the sky. Whether it is them or those Xishen, before they became the devils and elves in human legends, they were also... the ghosts of human beings on the battlefield .

"The chessboard and the battlefield? It's really nostalgic. Is that the queen on your side?" He looked at the human girl sitting quietly on the huge throne.

"With the queen, what about the soldiers?"

The demon looked around, and there were no other troops besides them, the demon army.

"Queen!"

Adonis, who was interrupted by two waves of unplanned teams, was reminded and turned to Miss Rose: "It's time to start, use Helen's mirror to open the door and let them in."

Wigginson stood behind with his own people, and narrowed his eyes when he heard them talking about Helen's mirror.

The mirror, if he remembered correctly, seemed to be...

He watched that Miss Ross obediently took out a very, very familiar mirror, yes!It was the one he had seen from afar when he was standing guard on Baker Street.

I saw the girl holding the mirror above her head and began to mutter something silently.

Then, some twisted and dark things rolled in the mirror, and then broke through the thin layer of glass with a bang, and fell in front of the throne, divided into upper and lower layers.

The smoke in the upper layer was dyed with green will-o'-the-wisps. During this time, the wanted criminals who were talking about in the London newspapers appeared one by one in this ghostly flame. The black fog in the lower layer turned the place a few steps away from the throne into a vast ocean.

Sophie let out a cry of surprise, and quickly moved a little closer to the Red Throne. She looked in amazement at the black water with countless whirlpools, and humanoid creatures with mermaid characteristics floated up from it.

"Praise the Sea God, we are back." The mermaids cheered.

Sophie looked at the black water that was about to submerge the toes of her shoes, then at the other people present, and couldn't help but look at the girl on the throne: "Uh... Rose..."

"Hush!" The girl raised her index finger: "Please don't say anything, okay?"

"My dear knight, this is the Queen's order."

Feeling restrained for a while, Sophie could only keep her mouth shut, but the curiosity in her heart did not calm down.She could feel that as soon as the other party's order came out, there was a force similar to the law of Fairyland that immediately restrained her, which showed that Miss Rose, as the Red King, was actually not without the power to resist, but this The girl who may be a few years older than her clearly showed unwillingness in front of her, but she didn't have any intention of using her strength to fight back.

When the guy named Adonis looked at him, Miss Sophie lowered her head in time to hide her small thoughts.

At this moment, she only had one question in her heart, that is, what exactly does this Miss Ross want to do?

"There is one thing, I don't know if I should tell you."

Ursula spoke hesitantly before they landed beyond the White Throne.

"Is it about your ex-fiancé? Do you regret agreeing to me?" Xi, who was riding with Ursula, said in an unhappy tone, "Do you still love him?"

"...What kind of bad taste are you doing?" Ursula choked for a moment, wondering if this Sherlock Holmes-specific dramatism could stop happening anytime and anywhere.

"That's the shadow." Eric, who was very interested in playing Xijun, finally began to speak seriously after being bumped by Miss Witch's elbow unceremoniously.

"You noticed it too." Ursula said solemnly, "Miss Ross seems to have... no shadow."

"It's not right, Sophie has it, that pervert has it, even Wigginson and the others can cast some light and shadow on the metal floor around that throne, it makes no sense that the people sitting on it don't."

"It's the same thing I saw. It's really suspicious, but first we need to eliminate variables and see what happens to the people on the White Throne," Eric said.

The speed of the march slowly slowed down, and finally they dispersed the wind element and landed in front of the four paladins together.

After Ronald Knight got the white king's piece, they were brought together by a wonderful thrust.

Edgar Bruno's face was always ugly after he finished talking with the other two people. When he saw the silver knights with the characteristics of the legendary elves coming on the wind, his expression was so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

Although the color of the armor is similar, Xi itself is a mixture of elves and gods in folklore, which makes it embarrassing for paladins like Bruno's family who get power from gods.

Obviously, it has not appeared in the human world for a hundred years.Edgar Bruno looked at the army of Xishen who walked in, and he could not help clenching his lowered hands.

"I didn't see it, did I?" Captain Roland said with some uncertainty: "Is the one sitting at the head right away...Miss Watson?"

"It seems to be true." James also saw it, and he also noticed some other details, such as Miss Watson was riding with a Greek.

A Xi beside Ursula and the others patted his mount, speeded up, and left the team first. After approaching, he only glanced at the four young men and recognized their power system: "Cooperate with us, or……"

"Be our enemy."

"Which one do you choose?" he asked condescendingly.

None of the four paladins said a word, James was waiting for Ursula to come over to exchange information, while the other two looked at their young boss together.

"We don't even know your purpose and position, how to talk about cooperation." Edgar Bruno remained calm and looked up at the elf.

But the elf knight didn't answer what he meant. Instead, he changed the conversation partner to Ronald Thompson sitting on the White Throne: "Quickly decide, White King."

"..." Ronald looked past the elf, and met Miss Witch not far away.

"What does she think?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, the important thing is whether you want to be a dragon or a warrior." Ursula raised her head upon hearing the sound, and looked at Knight Ronald.

"Gentlemen who claim to be the defenders of London ~ it's time to show the righteous side you claim ~"

Ursula's eyes slowly moved to the shiny bronze chair behind Ronald.At the same time, she could feel the Mr. Detective behind him getting closer, obviously observing him.And since this gentleman is still wearing a helmet, he can look at each other unscrupulously, instead of being cautious like her.

"He has a shadow." Mr. Detective whispered in Miss Witch's ear, "In this way, that Miss Rose is very suspicious. In Li London, only umbrals have no shadows, so...she has a huge may also be a shadow."

"Combine that mirror with the information you told me." At this point, Eric paused for a few seconds, probably integrating the information: "Darling, do you still remember the Helen that the Sirens mentioned at the beginning?" ?"

"Things are getting more and more interesting~" He laughed: "There is more than one oriole in our game."