Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

A shy girl in a white dress, a lady in a luxurious purple dress.Like swaying flowers amidst the roll calls, she gracefully walked into the ballroom with her skirt and her male companion on her arm.

As soon as she entered the arena, Ursula was handed over to Eric, and the adults quickly hid in a corner. Over the years, the names of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson were among the nobles in the upper class who were always in trouble. It can be regarded as a famous name in the ears.

But in the eyes of the old couple, they themselves are troublesome.Sherlock has always been impatient with their boring scandals, and naturally he doesn't want to get close to these high-ranking nobles.

Ursula twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, watching the two elders avoid those sights that were unusually skillful, and tried to look towards the door when they heard the roll call.Quickly and gracefully passed through the crowd, and then safely hid in the rare shadow in this brightly lit hall.

"So, what are they here for?" She unfolded her fan to half cover the corner of her mouth, and teased Eric, "You are not Sherlock Holmes at all."

"Huh?" Little Holmes lowered his head and listened. "Do you mean that you are still standing on the dance floor aboveboard?"

"Yes. I can feel that you are enjoying the atmosphere of the ball. Compared with your father and uncle's personality that loves to be alone, it is really strange."

"Probably the other half of my blood is at work." Little Holmes led her through the crowd, closely following his father Mycroft. "Whether it's a ball, a banquet or a carnival from the street, as long as the crowd conveys joyful spiritual energy, I'm happy to go and feel comfortable."

"I admit it doesn't sound like Sherlock Holmes. But Sherlock talks about concerts with as much enthusiasm as I do. It's just that my interests are a little wider. Human happiness is the best dessert for elves." Little Holmes deliberately made a delicious expression to tease her.

Ursula chuckled.

"Then you must have participated in the dance on the meadow of the elves on the night of the full moon, oh my god, who is Mr. Holmes taking us to meet?" Ursula was aroused and wanted to ask little Holmes When she was living in another world in Ireland, she couldn't help exclaiming a little from the things she glimpsed out of the corner of her eye.

"His colleague, what did you see?" Little Holmes looked at his father who was standing still in front of him, and was gesturing for them to come quickly, and the few gentlemen gathered around him, tilted his head and asked Ursula. He could feel the arm The arm holding his arm stiffened slightly.

"Look behind that old brown-haired gentleman." Ursula pointed carefully.

In her eyes just now, there stood a man with an extremely haughty expression, but when she looked carefully, he turned into a timid girl again.

"Over there, do you see a lady or a gentleman standing there?" After the world in her eyes changed a few times, she couldn't help but lower her head and stop looking in that direction.

"A lady." Little Holmes squinted. "What you see in your eyes is different, isn't it?"

"Eh." Ursula calmed down for a moment, closed her eyes, and looked over again.But this time there was no phantom, and everything just now seemed to be her illusion.

"I don't know, maybe I'm too nervous? Dazed?" She said uncertainly, but in this luxurious ballroom filled with high-wattage electric lights, it is impossible to see the wrong person because of the light of.Ursula could only find the reason in herself.

"Not necessarily, talk to me carefully when we dance later. Let's go get to know someone first." Eric said this, and it was obvious that he didn't think Ursula would have hallucinations due to nervousness. After thinking for a while A decision was made right away.

"Come, Ursula, Eric," said Mr. Mycroft Holmes. "This is my son, Eric, and his fiancée, Miss Watson, a good girl," he introduced to the crowd after the two approached.

"This is..." After introducing several older gentlemen with auras.Mr. Big Holmes looked at the old gentleman who both Ursula and Eric paid attention to.

"This is Sir Chris Field. This is his son, Mr. Field Jr., and his betrothed, Miss Norton, also just engaged like you."

Mycroft obviously noticed the unusual attention the two children paid to the family, so he intentionally and enthusiastically emphasized one more sentence, and then began to take the initiative to make friends with Sir Field. "How about letting the juniors talk together. The lucky young people who are about the same age and found the person they like so early will definitely have a common topic."

"Of course, James. Hurry up and say hello to Mr. Holmes. You are still alumni, so get acquainted." Sir Field was a cheerful-looking man, and he patted his son on the shoulder and said, making room for them .

After watching the fathers talking and walking away.

The four young men looked at each other.

"Good evening." Mr. Field took the initiative to say hello first. He was thin and tall, just the opposite of his chubby father.There are a few freckles on his red face, and his short light brown hair is combed meticulously.He wasn't very handsome, but he was a well-mannered young man. "Little Mr. Holmes and this..."

"Miss Watson, my fiancée." Eric enthusiastically shook the other's outstretched hand. "This is Miss Mary Norton, right? Coincidentally, I just heard that you are also engaged this month?"

When Ursula heard Mr. Holmes mention Miss Norton's name, she cheered up 100%. She moved her eyes to Eric as much as possible, and controlled herself not to stare at him.

"Ah, yes, yes." On this subject Mr. Field suddenly froze. "I'm engaged this month." His blushing face became even redder.

"Then you must have bought a gift for Miss Norton at Mrs. Caitlin's perfume house. I don't usually stay in London very much. I heard that this is the most popular gift for fiancee in London this time." Eric said He was chatting with the other party with an innocent look.

"But Ursula didn't like that one very much. It's called Goddess' Blessing smell. So she ordered another, er, soul scent. Miss Norton, did you buy it too?" He suddenly turned to the silent one said the lady.

"Of course," said Mary Norton.As soon as she spoke, Ursula admired her.

What is this Yujieyin full of domineering aura?It doesn't match the lady's appearance at all.

Ursula looked at the other and waited to say something.But this young lady cherishes her words like gold. After answering the question with two words, she actually stopped talking. It seemed that she had no intention of joining their conversation at all.

"Miss Norton, is this your first time in London too?" Ursula simply started the conversation.

"Yes."

"I heard that you are from an ugly country? You have been on a boat in England for a long time. I haven't traveled to sea yet, is it interesting?"

"Ah."

"Are you used to the climate here? I mean the weather in America must be different from here."

"Different."

It seems that there is no way to talk.

Ursula stopped talking with Miss Mary Norton, and now both of them were silent, and began to stare. The only difference was that Ursula was still wearing a standard smile, while Miss Norton was indifferent.

Now Mr. Field was a little embarrassed, and he said to Ursula and the others with apology: "I'm sorry, Mary has become less fond of talking because of some things."

"You mean the case of the missing bride?" Eric asked abruptly.

"Oh, you know it too. Yes, all London knows it." He blushed even more embarrassingly.

"Ah, I'm sorry to make you sad by mentioning this matter. But it's good that Miss Norton is safe and sound, isn't it?" Eric made a mistake and quickly made up for it.

"Actually, I didn't mention it on purpose. Tsk, I'm just a little worried. Because, alas, our situation is a bit similar. Can you understand what I mean?" Little Holmes looked worried, and looked at Er on purpose. Hugh, turned again to Mr. Field.

"Ah, you mean. Ah, I see." Mr. Little Field had an epiphany on his face. "Be careful." He glanced at his fiancee and said softly.

"Please take good care of Miss Watson. Otherwise, you will..."

"The ball is about to begin, James," Miss Norton said suddenly, interrupting him.

Mr. Little Field immediately shut up.

Ursula and Eric didn't care either, they turned their attention to the center of the hall.

The crowd dispersed with a clatter, clearing the dance floor.

The conductor waved his hand lightly, and the waltz echoed in the gorgeous hall.

The owner of the mansion walked onto the dance floor first, and danced with his partner to the music, and others joined in later.

For a moment, the center of the ballroom was full of flying skirts and laughter.

"Aren't you dancing?" Eric Holmes glanced at the motionless betrothed couple.

"No dancing." Mr. Little Field pursed his lips. "Mary doesn't like dancing."

"Then forgive us." Eric didn't bother.He immediately turned to Ursula and asked to dance: "Miss Watson, may I invite you to dance with me for the first time?"

"Of course." Ursula withdrew her gaze from these two strange people, and happily put her hand on that of little Holmes.

The two ran towards the dance floor hand in hand, followed the beat, blended into the dance floor, and spun.

"It's nice to be young, isn't it. Sherlock Holmes." Dr. Watson stood beside the gorgeous curtain in the hall with a glass of champagne and looked towards the center.

His eyesight was superb, and he quickly caught Ursula, being led by young Holmes, twirling gracefully into the center of the dance floor.

"What a beautiful couple." He couldn't help but praise after watching the two young people's outstanding dancing posture and outstanding appearance even in this environment.

"You're extra frank in Eric's absence, Watson." Sherlock Holmes laughed at him.

"Even in front of him, I would say he looks good." Dr. Watson said dissatisfied.

"By the way, you just said that they talked with the parties involved in the disappearance case?" Dr. Watson looked at his friend.

"Yes. We can ask after the meeting is over. See if there are any new discoveries from the perspective of their young people."

— Dancing Lines —

"Mr. Field is actually afraid?" Ursula and Holmes quickly skipped over a pair of slowly swaying dance partners, moved to the edge of the dance floor, slowed down and started chatting.

"Yes. This one is very interesting." Eric Holmes said, stepping on the beat of the music precisely, putting his arms around Ursula. "Especially combined with what we know, she's not her speech."

"Then this is really an incident involving magic." Ursula said with a headache. "If the bride who came back had her soul replaced by a goblin, the other party easily didn't have this trace."

She activated the crown of laurel during an awkward chat with Mary Norton, verifying the soul of the lady who had disappeared and returned by herself.

It turned out to be the original one, and there was no trace of being out of the body. It was so stable that it couldn't be more stable.

"You just said that you saw a man standing in Miss Norton's place?" Eric mused.

"That's right. If it wasn't for me, I'd be wrong." Ursula was a little tired. Recently, she let Ms. Black Rose go out to do activities on her own, and her physical exhaustion became more serious. She felt that she had no energy after the opening dance.

"It can't be the ghost in this house. This mansion doesn't look like it's been built for a few years. It's so trendy." Ursula complained.

"Let's leave after the song is over." Eric didn't care about this question anymore, he looked down at her face and said suddenly.

"Is this okay? It's not that Mr. Holmes..." Ursula was a little moved. Ms. Black Rose's activities are really exhausting, and she is equivalent to double-playing two games now.

"I've met them just now. The purpose this time is just to get acquainted with them, and let them know that I am no longer single, and I am no longer interested in marriage." Little Holmes said indifferently.

"However, the biggest value of this dance is not this, it is that we met the second party of the legend."

"Then... just withdraw?" Ursula blinked her eyes and said expectantly.

Young Holmes laughed.With a little force, he lifted Ursula up, stuck it, and made her spin half a circle in the air.

Then, after a section was over, he took advantage of the trend and swung out of the dance circle, returning to the crowd of onlookers.The perfect finishing touch.

"When this dance is over, if other people leave first, we can follow." Little Holmes led her to lift a curtain, drilled in, and came to a terrace facing the garden.

"It's so comfortable." Ursula took a deep breath towards the garden, changing the smell of perfume that filled her nostrils.She found that the outside was extremely bright, and the flowers under the moonlight could be seen clearly.

"Full moon!"

She looked up in amazement at the silver plate hanging in the dark blue night sky. "I'm so confused. I forgot that it's a full moon."

"So I just counted dancing with the elves on the night of the full moon." Ursula laughed. "It's so exciting! I'm still standing in the human world."

"Would you like to leave with me then?" asked Eric Holmes.

"I..." Ursula was about to hahaha, jokingly agreed, but the cold moonlight seeped into her magic power, causing her to startle suddenly.Prevented from spitting out subsequent words.

She raised her hand to look at the bright full moon in a picture-frame pose, and then turned back to little Holmes.

"That's not right, Mr. Holmes."

Miss Witch raised her golden pupils, which turned into gold at some point, and met Eric Holmes' silver eyes that shone in harmony with the moonlight.

she said with a smile. "This is the night of the full moon. I can't promise an elf, even a half-blood elf, under the moon."