[comprehensive] my king is here

"Here are my new gingerbread cookies, try them."

"Thank you."

Arturia took the plate and thanked her.

Sherlock Holmes took two biscuits and put them in his mouth, then pushed Mrs. Hudson out of the room, "Okay, we still have something to talk about."

"Oh my God, Sherlock, don't touch my clothes with your oily hands."

Once the door is closed, the world is quiet.

Artoria was still a little dazed, "Mr. Holmes, you..."

Mycroft Holmes frowned, "Be decent, Sherlock, in front of the king."

Sherlock showed Mycroft a fake sneer, "Forget it, which high-functioning anti-social personality you've ever seen believes in something like a king, Mycroft, you're really living your life."

Watson, who was eating melons, didn't look at McCoff, but at Artoria, King Arthur.

He suddenly felt a little pathetic.

Since the first century AD, Britain has been under the oppression of the Roman Empire. King Arthur led the Knights of the Round Table to drive out the invading Saxons.

Refuse to pay tribute to Rome, declare war on Roman Emperor Lucius, advance/into the interior of Europe and defeat the powerful Roman army.

He is... She is the most legendary king in ancient Britain, who defends the country and the people, is the eternal king, the ever-victorious king.

But today, when people don't remember her meritorious deeds, she actually heard such words from her own people.

Watson just met Arturia, but felt sad for her inexplicably.

The past king should not have appeared in an era without her meritorious deeds.

There is no place for her here.

Artoria didn't know that Watson had thought so much. In her impression, she had heard a lot of comments like "monster", but it was nothing if she didn't believe it.

Perhaps other Knights of the Round Table are about to draw their swords here, and even the rebellious son Mordred is no exception, because in her opinion, she is the only one who can rebel against the king and deny the king.

But Arturia didn't care.

The dignity embraced by the king and the dignity that the people think of the king are different things.

From Artoria's point of view, the moment when Britain was destroyed was the moment when her dignity was completely lost, while in the eyes of ordinary people, a disrespectful word would damage the dignity of the king.

So Artoria's complexion remained the same.

It should be said that when these three men made up some messy things in their brains, she was still thinking about today's case.

Mycroft knew Artoria well.

Even if she is too different from her before, the essence of a person will not change, especially this person is King Arthur with the most steadfast mind.

He wasn't pursuing his goldfish brother's inappropriateness either, he picked up the kraft paper bag on the table and showed Artoria the information inside.

The sixth guide Lingxia, Japanese, 23 years old, professional prostitute.Her family was well-off when she was young, but later her parents suffered an accident, and due to various factors, she became a prostitute and was taken care of by Xiangma Baoliang.

"This person is the murderer?" Watson looked at the green-haired woman in the photo.

"No."

"That's... Soma Baoliang?"

Sherlock said to Mycroft with a straight face: "Everyone is a goldfish."

Mycroft smirked pitifully: "I always thought you were mentally handicapped, Xiali."

Sherlock: "Don't use that title again!"

Artoria and Watson got together and asked softly, "Have they always been like this?"

"Uh...this..."

"It's really nostalgic. Sister Morgan always inspires me with words like this."

Watson's ears moved.

Wasn't Morgan the witch who betrayed King Arthur?

Why did King Arthur have such a gentle expression and tone when he mentioned her?

The two brothers over there had long since stopped their daily bickering and had heard their words. Sherlock said, "I told you, she's full of enigmas."

Her mentality as a king, her attitude towards betrayers.

What happened in the Middle Ages?

Mycroft interrupted Arturia and Watson, and asked, "My lord, do you have any clue about this matter?"

"Can……"

Mycroft stood up, "Sit down, please."

Arturia looked at his look like you don't sit, I won't sit, sat next to him, and said: "It must be made by the heroic spirits. We passed them by, but I didn't feel it." When it comes to the breath of a heroic spirit, if he is not an assassin with "breath blocking", then he has other treasures that can conceal his identity. "

"Assassin?" Watson asked puzzled.

"Well, Heroic Spirits have seven classes, saber (sword knight), archer (bow knight), lancer (lance knight), rider (cavalry), caster (magician), assassin (assassin)," Al Toria said, "Assassins have the class skill of [Breath Blocking], and if they don't attack, even Heroic Spirits won't be able to detect them. "

"You can't find it either?" Watson asked.

"I have to be honest, it depends on the situation."

"..."

Watson was a little worried.

Almost wrote "what if even King Arthur can't handle this".

To a certain extent, Artoria still liked people like Watson very much, and she could see through it at a glance, and she didn't need to guess what he was thinking.

"My previous words were vows," she said.

"what?"

"I will protect you and Mr. Holmes. This is the oath that the knight fulfills with his life."

Watson's eyes met the girl's firm eyes, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his suspicion and uneasiness just now.

"Hey, please go on."

"You must know the true name of this heroic spirit, otherwise it will be very difficult to destroy him."

If it is a frontal confrontation, Artoria will not lose to anyone, and her treasure is also very lethal. She should not have said such words.

The problem is that London is a modern city, not some uninhabited deep forest. Whether it is hand-to-hand combat or the liberation of Noble Phantasms, it will hurt London.

So Artoria is very cautious.

"You tell the situation," Sherlock said.

"Well, I also have this idea." Artoria will not decide the case, but she knows more about the Holy Grail War and various heroic spirits than them, and she can tell this information.

"First of all, the dead. Some of these dead were sucked blood, some had their kidneys taken out, and some were dismembered. Apart from your common sense in handling cases, just from the perspective of magic, this is a means to replenish the magic power of the heroic spirit."

"If you are a magician from the Thousand Boundary Tree family, you don't need to use this method, so the master of the assassin is an ordinary person, that is, Miss Lingxia, ​​the sixth guide..." Artoria said, "But why is that? Woolen cloth?"

Xiangma Baoliang took care of Liu Dao Lingxia. Why did the heroic spirit he summoned recognize Liu Dao Lingxia as the main one? According to the information, Xiangma Baoliang has disappeared... probably dead, but still the same sentence, why did that hero spirit Recognize the sixth guide Lingxia as the main one?

"Go on, don't embarrass your little brain anymore." Sherlock said coolly.

Artoria selectively ignored the second half of his sentence and said: "There is also the video of the crime scene. I have watched it many times, and the lens is very blurred. It seems that there is something like water... No, it is fog. There is also wet water vapor on the bathroom floor in the hotel, which means that this Heroic Spirit has legends related to fog, and only such legends can be turned into treasures or retain skills.”

"The last point is also the most important point. The killing methods of the sixth guide Lingxia and her heroic spirit are dismemberment, pulling out internal organs, sucking blood, and cruel methods... He may not be called a heroic spirit, and even if he is called an evil spirit However, when investigating his real name, you can skip the hero, I think the possibility of a serial killer in history is very high."

After finishing speaking, Arturia took a sip of water and looked at Sherlock expectantly, "How is it, Mr. Holmes?"

Sherlock said: "I never guess, guessing is a very bad habit, it is harmful to logical reasoning."

Arturia said: "You mean to wait for his next crime?"

Sherlock didn't answer, but asked instead: "What kind of person is more loving?"

"Dabu?"

"Didn't you just say that sucking blood and eating viscera are all means to replenish magic power?"

Artoria was helpless, "Your words are really... Since it is an evil spirit, then of course the flesh and blood of an evil person is more appropriate."

"Excellent!" Sherlock Holmes stood up. "Let's go to Moriarty!"

Arturia: "...Shouldn't the prison's goal be bigger?"

Sherlock: "..."

In the end they decided to sit back and wait, the largest prison in London, daily street patrols, and Moriarty, who Mycroft said would be in touch within a day.

Arturia explained the situation here to Amakusa Shiro Tokisada through the Church of the Holy Church, and she can be sure that the heroic spirits making trouble in London are the assassins of the black side in the Holy Grail War.

"Really? The impact is already so bad."

During the contact, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada murmured.

"Yeah, so I thought..."

"You want to help Scotland Yard eliminate assassins."

"Ah."

"Just do it if you think about it, why..." His tone was quite meaningful, "You want to ask me?"

Arturia answered fluently.

"I am your heroic spirit, I don't want to interfere with your plan inadvertently."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada had such an expression on his face, he said: "I originally wanted you to kill one person, but now it seems that I have to hire someone else."

The arbiter, Joan of Arc, has already boarded the plane to Romania, and she will definitely hinder his plan. If it is King Arthur's vowed sword of victory, there should be no problem in erasing her.

But since she has something to do...

"I still have Kaiqing here, there will be no problem, your goal is..."

"Just do what you want, and don't worry about my affairs."

"Wait……"

Artoria wanted to say something, but Amakusa Shiro Tokisada had already cut off contact.

"King?" Bedivere, who came over, called him softly.

"Mr. Bedivere, are you all right?"

"Well, I made you worry," Bedivere said softly, "What were you thinking just now?"

"I...I want to go to Romania and help him."

"king?"

"However, I'll stay here and deal with Assassin."

Saying that, Artoria went out, intending to gather the Knights of the Round Table to assign tasks, but suddenly heard Bedivere's voice, "King, you can do what you want."

Arturia looked back at him in surprise.

"...as long as you are happy, you can do anything."

……

In the church plus Artoria, there are seven Knights of the Round Table. They go to the destination in groups of two, and Artoria follows Sherlock.

Their safety can be guaranteed, and they can also learn Sherlock's reasoning at the first time and rush to the possible crime scene.

221B Baker Street.

Sherlock played the violin facing the window, thinking at the same time.Arturia sat on the sofa and looked at her laptop, communicating with the middle-aged man she met that day.

She also cared about what Sherlock said that day, was that her previous father?

The messages he sent included an address in Virginia, interesting stories about living with Artoria, and some people she followed before.

Among them, a person nicknamed "Magic Meili" successfully attracted her attention.

In the past, it was normal for her to pay attention to various recipes, so why did she follow such a... blogger who couldn't describe it in a word?

At this moment, the door to the second floor was suddenly pushed open.

With a "surprise", Moriarty appeared in front of them in a suit and with a mischievous, naive but nasty smile.

"I heard that you have something to ask me? It's really rare."

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