Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

The team changed from a group of nine to a group of six and continued to move forward. Ursula turned her head to look at their formation, touched the hedge that turned into gold and said, "I think Judge and Dinta The two of you, sir, cannot walk side by side."

"Huh?" Judge George uttered a bewildered monotone.

"From nine people to six people, this number is a bit mysterious." Ursula tapped Holmes' arm with her other hand. "Don't you think so, Eric?"

"So," said young Holmes thoughtfully. "It is indeed possible."

"What's the possibility?" Mr. Dinta hurriedly asked, holding the unreasonable and lively ball of golden wool, his whole body was tense.

"Our numbers are just in multiples of three," Ursula answered him first.

"Three is a very magical number. In the far east, it is infinite, but on the land under our feet, it represents gods."

"In the story of King Arthur, there are nine witches, the bull has three horns, and the statue of the god has three faces." She popularized science to the ignorant Judge George and Mr. Dinta. "And there were nine of us at the beginning, only six came in, and the other three were left in reality. Maybe you will think this is a coincidence, but for this different-dimensional world..."

"There are no coincidences, some are only inevitable after choice." Little Holmes took up Ursula's words, and he put the hand of Miss Witch that was held by him on his chest.

"As long as you seize the opportunity given by fate, the sweet fruit will definitely belong to you. I hated this before. The trajectory of the world's development is too clear, which will definitely reduce the fun of reasoning." Under Miss Witch's surprised eyes, young The detective said so.

"However, it is a good thing for getting out of this kind of maze game. With the rules, it is easy to get out of it in a short time."

"What about now?" Judge George didn't know what to think. He was obviously confused by this strange situation, but he was still sensitive to the young detective's emotional hints at this time.

The judge grabbed his friend's arm, forced him to turn his head to see the closeness of the fiancee, and then asked little Sherlock Holmes. "So Eric, do you still hate this place?"

"Of course not." Eric looked at his movements and raised his eyebrows clearly. "Who who is in love hates eternal vows? Don't you, Ursula." He looked at the girl and smiled sweetly.

"That's right." Ursula smirked. She felt that this Mr. George Wade really deserved to be a judge, and his sense of morality was too strong.In order to prevent his best friend from becoming someone else's mistress, in this case, he also tried every means to provide Eric with a chance to show his affection, so as to dispel the other party's thoughts.

"What a nice person, isn't he?" Little Holmes was still like a brain wave receiver, guessing what Ursula was thinking from the slight expression.

I don't know what method he used, but in the end only Ursula heard his voice. "It's a pity to be friends with Bruno's family."

Sorry, it would be a pity for such a rare and decent young man to be friends with any of you.Either the fox or the wolf, Ursula thought coldly, were both ferocious.

Even though she was thinking this way, after seeing Miss Bruno's bright eyes and James Bruno's suddenly unpredictable face, she still tried her best to lean closer to the "fox".

Next, they had a heated discussion—mainly because the Bruno brothers and sisters strongly demanded to be with Ursula. As a result, both individuals were rejected by four votes (brother and sister broke up each other), and abstained by one vote (from although I don’t know how It’s the same thing, but the intuition is that it’s better not to get involved, Mr. Dinta).

In the end, everyone's positions were properly arranged based on the voting results.

Mr. Dinta was at the front with the Golden Fleece GPS, followed by the Bruno brothers and sisters who were still fighting because they voted against each other, and Mr. Judge walked ahead of Ursula and the others.

The reason for this grouping is that if they separate in groups of three, at least let Mr. Dinta, who can guide the way, and the brothers and sisters of the paladin, who don't fit well with the space attributes of Fairyland, leave first.

Then, according to the original plan, Miss Bruno, who knew the way, would continue to find the dead painter.

And the half-elf detective who grew up in another world and the witch who was born to be favored by the elements here can always find a way to get out.Little Sherlock Holmes can also rely on Miss Bruno's dictation to find the crime scene in the reality maze by himself.

As for why not let Mr. Judge, an ordinary person, exchange with one of the ability users from another group?Well, one is to ensure combat effectiveness, and two...

"So the fox is cuter, isn't it?" Little Holmes laughed.

"Don't reason about my complaints, and don't be proud!" Although there are two things that are forbidden, Ursula said this time with a smile.

After finally distanced herself from the two siblings who must have been poisoned, she felt extremely relaxed and happy.Even though he was in this alien rift where words could become spells, he didn't take precautions against the young detective as usual.

"Mr. Wade, please don't get too far away from us." Ursula and Eric fought a few more words, and glanced at their temporary protection object who was gradually walking away from the corner of the eye.

He hurriedly pulled little Sherlock Holmes, who was calm after isolating his rival, and rushed forward a few steps, approaching Judge George, who had a loveless expression on his face. "If a person is left here, he will be taken away by wild boars."

"Wild boar?" Mr. Judge almost tripped over his chaotic steps. "Why are there wild boars here? Didn't you just say that this is the monster maze in Greek mythology? Even if there is something strange, it should be that kind of unscientific monster."

"That's right." Ursula and Eric held hands and half surrounded Judge George. "But, Mr. Judge, this is Great Britain."

"If there is a Minotaur labyrinth in the foreign world connected to this land, the monster inside must not be the poor bull-headed half-orc, but a boar monster." Miss Witch explained. "Have you heard of mythological motifs?"

"Ah, are you the mythical story that is circulated in different countries and regions, and the names of the characters may be different, but the main story is similar?" Mr. Judge, who has studied literature at university, suddenly realized. "So the monster we're about to encounter is a boar? How do we deal with it, I don't have a weapon with me."

"George!" James Bruno turned his head with a broken expression, looking at his friend who was innocent and ignorant of the other world. "Why do you use the words 'coming soon' and 'we'!"

"Is there any problem?" Mr. Judge looked at him blankly.

"Of course! Just wait, because of what you said, the wild boar will be here soon!" James Bruno covered his face.

"I don't know if the wild boar will come because of George's words, but your words are definitely eloquent! James, you fool!" Miss Bruno stared at her second brother bitterly.

"What's going on?" Mr. Dinta was frightened by the noise. "Why do you say a wild boar, and the wild boar will come. Does it mean that everything here will come true?"

"For the most part, only promises and callings come true," said Holmes Jr. "For example, I am now swearing to marry my dear Ursula. Once she says I am willing, then we will be married, an eternal engagement, and she will not be able to go back even if she returns to reality."

Please popularize the science, don't bring private goods, Miss Witch kept smiling and squeezed his hand.Little Sherlock Holmes didn't know if it was because he met a double rival in love. He was fine in this world, but when he came to another world, he exposed his half-elf character, and began to attack them on the spiritual level without any scruple.

"But because George is an ordinary person, even if he says his real name, the chance of successfully summoning is not great." Eric looked at Mr. Judge, a good man who doubted his life again, and comforted him.

"However, Mr. Bruno, who has special powers, also said it. I felt the magic vibration." Ursula covered her mouth and said in an extremely worried tone.

"The wild boar will definitely come out, and because we always refer to the wild boar, there is no specific definition, and there is more than one wild boar in this land! What to do, Eric." She pretended to panic. "What if there is more than one! What if there are two!"

"I will protect you, Miss Watson." Miss Bruno assured her by patting her small chest before her brother could speak. "I'm the future leader of the paladins! I'm not the same as a fool like James. Don't misunderstand him because of him. Not all of our Bruno family are like this. For example, my elder brother is very good."

Your eldest brother is not much different from your second brother.Ursula thought, and then glanced at Eric's bright silver eyes, and with an expression of shyness and avoidance, she hid behind Mr. Judge and inadvertently pinched the hem of his evening dress.

"I'm laughing at you, Mr. Wade," said Ursula, blushing, "because I'm a little afraid of both ends coming together." This again emphasized the amount.

one two three.She secretly counted in her heart.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

A thunderous breathing sounded from behind the hedge wall not far away, and the ground under their feet shook.

Everyone stood still and fell silent involuntarily.Now they could clearly hear a huge creature approaching the ground through a wall.

"It's a wild boar!" James Bruno whispered after listening carefully. "It sounds like there are two ends." At this point, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and suddenly looked up at Miss Watson who was still half-hiding behind the judge.

Ursula had no intention of giving what he claimed to be one of the smartest men in London a chance to think.With the toes of her satin shoes, she traced a mysterious symbol on the soft wood chips of the garden maze.

When the final touch was completed, the wild boar on the other side of the wall seemed to be stimulated by something, roared and slammed into the fence.

"Come on, run." James Bruno's face changed, and he was about to pull his friend, Judge George.The golden plant wall in front of him suddenly burst, and a huge wild boar pressed down on the golden branches and leaves that had become finely divided, and landed heavily on the narrow labyrinth corridor with its shiny black front hooves.

The two groups of people were now completely isolated on both sides of its body.The other end also stretched out its ferocious big head, trying to use the body of its companion as a bridge to jump over.

"Run away!" cried little Holmes. "We'll see each other! Be safe, James! Protect Will!"

At this moment, Ursula hooked her lips, grabbed the judge's coat forcefully, and dragged him who hadn't recovered yet, and ran right behind Eric in the opposite direction from the Bruno siblings.