Golden Darkness's Own Opinion

Both hands hang down on Aria's back naturally, even through the Butei uniform, you can feel the soft jade-like touch on her back with your fingertips.

"Lovers should rely on each other and ask for each other, rather than one party giving endlessly to the other. I learned this saying in books."

The golden darkness buried her head in her lover's peach-colored hair, and when she breathed, all she could smell was Aria's scent.

"But, all I have now is you."

Like a seeker who forsakes everything, she embraces her own unique treasure.

"If I don't pay for you, what else can I do?"

"You can still ask me for it... Even if it's my body or my soul, as long as you need it, I can give it to you."

In the past, Aria always thought that she and the Golden Darkness should be regarded as a very ordinary lover relationship for the purpose of marriage, but after confessing her love in front of her mother and the gods of the other world that day, she realized that for the Golden Darkness Secretly speaking, she is not her "other half".

She is her "everything".

"As long as it's for [Aria], [Eve] will do anything, and it's the same for [Aria]."

In fact, I was really lucky. I was able to meet Golden Darkness not long after she first came to this world. When her heart was almost equal to a blank sheet of paper, I could leave my mark on it, and let my color easily appear in this world. Render on a sheet of white paper until it is dyed a solid color.

Being nostalgic and in love with such a pure and simple child, she should also make a change.

"As long as it's for [Eve], [Aria] will do anything."

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, as if telling some oath, Aria's tone was soft but firm.

"So, please 'use' me."

The golden darkness can abandon the original world and the original universe for her, and similarly, she can also abandon those things that should be borne for her.

It doesn't matter if you give up your surname, give up Butei's honor and obligation.

"I am your property, My Lord. I don't want to be an excuse for others to use you. Since you are willing to give up everything in the past for me, then I am the same."

Getting up from the embrace of the golden darkness, the girl brought her face close, and she pressed against her forehead gently.

"I give you my all."

No one can take advantage of this feeling, not even her compatriots, her relatives.

"elder sister……"

Meluette, who was covering her eyes so as not to be blinded by the flash bombs, had a complicated expression on her face.The golden darkness is undoubtedly "abnormal", just like an ignorant child who opened his eyes to observe the world for the first time, firmly remembered the first person who treated her well, and remembered the first person he fell in love with. People become the whole of the heart.Her heavy feelings, probably only the "Scarlet God", who is also willing to give everything for love, can bear it...

"Miss Holmes, you..."

"Eve, what's your last name?"

Ignoring the staff officer who was hesitant to speak completely, Aria asked.

"... Lunatic."

"Lunatic?"

Leaving the embrace of the golden darkness, chewing her last name carefully, with a thick blush on her face, Kanzaki Lunatic Aria showed a shy smile.

"Please teach me more in the future, my love."

The Shadow of the End, Volume 277: Chapter 92 Chapter [-] Gu Gu Gu Gu

Standing quietly on the side of the street, the black-haired girl holding an umbrella looked towards the end of the street.

The deep black eyes, like black holes, reflected the extremely inconspicuous small building buried in the building complex. The umbrella in her hand was spinning, and she looked calm, standing silently like a rock among the crowds of people passing by. .

Black hair and eye color, delicate face like an oriental doll, here she is undoubtedly a "foreign person", but despite this, the gentlemen and ladies on the street did not even look at her, even if It was their bodies that were about to collide with her, and they passed her straight away with the same expressions.

Like a ghost who has passed away, she is in this world but not in this world, as if there is something different in her body that clearly separates her from this world.

The umbrella that the girl was playing with suddenly stopped turning, she turned her head slightly, and looked thoughtfully at the opposite street through the crowd.

After pondering for a moment, the girl closed up the umbrella in her hand, and the tip of the umbrella moved lightly on the ground under her feet.

Ding.

It was supposed to be a silent touch, but there was an illusion of a tone that seemed to be able to cleanse the soul.Like the strings being plucked, or someone disturbing the originally calm lake, some invisible ripples appear from the point where the umbrella tip touches the ground, pushed by the ripples, the crowds coming and going either consciously or unconsciously separately.

Just like Moses who divided the sea, under the scepter is a road like a stone.

At the end of the avenue, Sherlock Holmes watched with interest the people on both sides of the avenue who were unaware of the scene.

"Is this one of the spells you have mastered, Miss Magician?"

"That's it."

Shrugging her shoulders as if coping, the girl opened her umbrella again, her still immature face had a charming charm that did not belong to her age.

Tapping her toes wrapped in delicate hollow boots, she gracefully walked towards Sherlock Holmes.

"It's just a low-level trick. There should be many people in your [I·U] who can do the same thing? Rather than caring about this..."

Standing still in front of him, the girl raised her head and looked up at the contradictory man.

"Has your matter in Hong Kong been resolved?"

"Ah, so be it."

Following her previous actions, Sherlock Holmes shrugged irresistibly, slightly surprised by his attitude, the girl raised her slender eyebrows, and she stared seriously into Sherlock's eyes.

"What about that little bastard Zhuge Jinghuan? He shouldn't be dead, right? There are also two little guys, Monkey and Sun. You brought someone to the Blue Gang to find fault. Did they let you back so easily?"

"The purpose of my going to the Blue Gang is just to settle past grievances and regrets."

Sherlock Holmes stroked his cane, and there was a rare hint of nostalgia in his calm tone.

"Between Jing Huan and I, there is no need to distinguish between life and death. We only need to decide the outcome. Once the outcome is over, I will naturally come back. He is a rare master, a strategist who is envied by heaven. A hastily interrupted game, of course, must be settled before there will be no regrets."

"I always feel that you are like a dying old ghost now."

Tilting her head cutely, the girl uttered malicious words in an innocent tone.

"Whether it's about your goddaughter or about Zhuge Jinghuan. Your attitude, words and deeds don't seem to be what a living person should be."

It's like a dying person who mourns his past while preparing a coffin for his own burial. After finishing all kinds of things in the world, he calmly waits for the scheduled death date.

"Miss Qing, I am an old man."

Without the slightest grudge against her offense, Sherlock reached out and helped his hat brim.

"Isn't it normal for the old man to reminisce about the past?"

"Then our Grandpa Sherlock, after reminiscing about the past, what is his plan?"

The crowd behind them slowly closed again, and the girl casually played with the umbrella in her hand.

"Are you going to take over the war in London? Obviously, the American side is the more important battlefield."

One of the [Three Colors of Gold], the Liulu color gold, which is one of the three colors of gold, is hidden by the U.S. military in a corner of Area 51. Compared with the clear information of Fei Fei color gold and Lili color gold, it is obviously related to the color color of the US emperor. Gold is trickier.

"The American side is not a problem. The two artificial geniuses cultivated by Project G can't stop Tamamo, but here."

Those eyes, which were deeper than the vast starry sky, stared directly at the girl in front of him, and Sherlock Holmes smiled half-smile.

"The whereabouts of [Sara the Typhoon] are unknown, and the [Scorpion of the Demon Palace] was seriously injured by that [Medusa] and was on the verge of death. In terms of battle damage, it is more serious on the London side."

"You also know that [Medusa] is here. Naturally, we can't be crushed by high-end force like other battlefields. It would be better to say that we are the ones who are crushed."

As if she couldn't hear the strangeness in Sherlock's words at all, Qing's face was calm.

"In addition to Bond hiding in Buckingham Palace and your two precious great-granddaughters, even if most British people are idiots, as long as these few people are still there, London will not fall so easily."

"Even if you add an out-of-spec 【Weather Witch】, will it be the same?"

"Hmph, I'm not obligated to fight [Medusa] to the death."

Humming a cold nasal sound, the girl stopped looking at Sherlock, turned her head and continued to look at the small building she had been observing before.

"For me, maintaining the current development is more in the interest of my purpose."

"Purpose..."

Looking at the same target as her, there was a moment of silence before Sherlock suddenly asked.

"Perhaps it seems a bit abrupt to ask this question now, Miss Qing, why are you participating in our war?"

Appeared suddenly about 50 years ago, turned the world upside down at that time, before the big giants in this world were about to reach the limit of tolerance, they stopped abruptly, and then behaved like a good citizen and remained silent until today.

Fifty years can dilute a lot of things, except for a very few old monsters, few people know her bad name back then.

"This question, you can use your good divination to find the answer."

Without even looking back at her titular leader, her tone was extremely cold.

"If you can actually see it, I don't mind."

"I am good at [systematic prediction], not divination." Sherlock seemed to have a wry smile on his face, "The prerequisite for this knowledge is [deductive reasoning]. If intelligence and information are lacking, it is considered a I don't have any more options."

"That's your problem."

The huge bow tied behind his head waved impatiently twice, and even the parasol rotated a little faster.

"...if you're really curious."

After pondering for a while, she reluctantly made a concession, as if the breath she exhaled was filled with ice slag.

"Just like why you started this war, it's just out of interest."

The Shadow of the End, Volume 278: Chapter 93 Chapter [-] The Dove Is About to Land

"Is it out of interest?"

Sherlock Holmes observed the girl's side face with great interest, savoring every tiny expression and movement of her carefully.

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

"I once heard someone say, 'War is the continuation of politics'."

At some point, there was a smell of mud in the air, Qing raised her head, and the gloomy London sky was reflected in her indifferent eyes.

"Human beings are profit-seeking creatures. Desireless saints only exist in mythology. Huge interests can make capitalists annihilate all humanity and trample all order. When conventional means are not enough to take away the treasure they are targeting, they will to the ultimate violence."

"It's 'war'."

The howling cold wind rolled up the hem of her long black dress, revealing a small section of her calf that was whiter than frost and snow.

She took a step forward, and the ink-like blue hair fluttered beside her ears.

"No matter what kind of righteousness it is, it can't change its essence. In the history of mankind, there have been three wars on a world scale. The first two were because there were ambitious people who were dissatisfied with the distribution of vested interests. launched in pursuit of redistribution, and this time will be no exception."

The unique smell on the eve of the rainstorm was so clear that the gentlemen and ladies on the street couldn't help quickening their pace.Among the surging crowd, the calm and relaxed Sherlocks seemed increasingly out of place.

"According to your statement, what benefits can [I·U] gain by launching a war?"

Sherlock was at ease.Obviously he was the culprit who brazenly provoked the war, but he asked the passing pedestrians harsh questions like a sphinx with a sphinx.

"Can get stronger."

The girl nodded seriously.

"The meaning of [Yi U]'s existence is to become stronger by any means. The purpose of collecting [three-color gold] is for this, and the same is true for trying to capture [Medusa]."

"But you, Sherlock."

Thunder exploded in the gray sky, and the girl who was walking slowly turned around suddenly, the tip of her eyes raised sharply, and the thunder that tore the sky was reflected in the dark eyes.

"You are not."

Looking at the staring girl in front of him, the corners of Sherlock Holmes' lips curled up slightly.

"Where did this come from? Am I not the leader of [I·U]?"

"It's two different things."

Tick, tick.

In the field of vision, more and more dense raindrops flew up, and the wind and rain came as expected.

The raindrops splashed around the girl's feet, as if feeling a little cool, her toes curled up slightly.

The sound of rain hitting the umbrella surface was like fine drumbeats. It was extremely soft at first, and then loudly. She squinted her eyes and looked at the man not far away through the rain curtain hanging from the edge of the umbrella.

"You are the leader of [I·U] just because you are the 'strongest' of [I·U]. Rather than saying that you, the leader, embodies the will of [I·U], it is better to say that you are [I·U]. Greatest heresy in U].”

"You have no interest in how to become stronger, Sherlock, you are already invincible. Your attention to [Medusa] is not because of her strength, but because of something else..."