In order to dispel Lixiang's doubts, Moriarty can only imperceptibly hint to Lixiang as much as possible in order to win him over.

"........."

Li Xiang couldn't help but pause when he heard the words, now Moriarty's invitation is very obvious.

And how to choose depends on his own plan.

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PS: woc? ! ! !As soon as Chapter 7 is over, Chapter 6 is just beginning to appear, and the news of the final animation will come out?! ! !Is there nothing wrong with crazy tits before feelings?! ! !

But this time I really want to kneel down, don’t be a little Taidao, don’t be a little Taidao, don’t be a little Taidao, the important thing is said three times, don’t let the doctor collapse, you’ve already lost a crown, and as Chef Wang Ha, I’ve lost my heart in twenty episodes It's about to be broken, and it's the doctor's turn. I beg you not to be Doctor Beng! ! !

(*?????)( p′︵‵.)(っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)

Chapter 6: The goal is a museum

In the end, Lixiang chose to go with Moriarty.

Although Hassan the Cursed Arm strongly opposed the Master and this guy with a dangerous aura who just seemed to be strategizing like a spider and had all the plans in his hands from the very beginning, but he also knew that Lixiang now In a sense, your choice is not an active choice, but a decision you have to make.

After all, as the master who must save humanity and restore the singularity, Lixiang's power is too weak, and they know almost nothing about the current situation in Venice, so they rashly rejected Moriarty's proposal. Proposal, and miss the power of more followers that may be won, such a thing cannot happen.

Therefore, no matter how big the risk is, Lixiang has no other choice. Although he and Assassin are safe in Venice now, if there is any unexpected situation that Hassan cannot solve, then Their end is a dead end.

Pretentiously rejecting the risky choice that still leaves a glimmer of hope, and then dying as stupidly, regrettably, sadly and wrongly as a magnificent tragedy poem, this kind of story direction is definitely not the choice Tatsuka reason faces.

After all... Lixiang still doesn't have the courage to be such a tragic hero compared to going alone, which is absolutely a dead end, let alone he is not a hero at all. Although "the professor must not be trusted" is his own conclusion, but That is also based on the situation that "there is still room for choice".

"Although the professor always makes troubles and cheats people, it's not his style to cheat people to death from the very beginning."

Lixiang can only pin her hopes on her own choice that cannot be determined at all.

"Say it, Professor."

Wearing a dark shawl and cloak, Li Xiang with the hood lowered intentionally or unintentionally blocked his eyes and sight.

It may be useless at any time, but I still want the professors around me to be unable to judge what I am thinking through their eyes.

"The servants you mentioned...how many horses do you have?"

"Oh, this one."

Regarding this question, Professor Moriarty didn't hide anything, he just sighed, and said with a little bit of enthusiasm while leaning on a delicate crutch.

"Actually, our side is just a few useless Servants who don't even have the slightest combat power."

While explaining, Moriarty glanced at Lixiang. It seems that this young man still has no way to let his guard down...

"Hmm... Ichiki looks like a child, but speaks an uncle's voice, and only has the strength to move his pen, which is useless [Magician (Caster)]. The other one... the situation is more complicated... Forget it Now, when you get to that side, you will know what kind of helpless followers we are."

"Is that so..."

Li Xiang nodded slightly, already guessing who one of the Casters was.

The two passed through the dense fog like this, and Assassin, who had been completely hidden, offered to stay by Lixiang's side in a latent manner so as to monitor Professor Moriarty.

In this regard, the professor has long been familiar with it.

After all, this is not the first time this kind of thing happened to him... You know, every time he met with that guy, he was in a hurry, just from the look in his eyes... that The guy wants to use his "self-defense technique" to break his waist all the time!

Thinking back to that time, the wariness that Assassin showed towards him now was unnaturally normal, even though he still couldn't control the blue veins on his forehead.

Continuing to move between the fog-filled streets and the waterway that constitutes the "reason", Lixiang and the others have been circling the maze-like streets and alleys for more than ten minutes.

"Are we... are we heading east now?"

After walking for a while, Li Xiang couldn't help asking.

The surrounding directions are completely covered by the dense fog and the adjacent houses and streets. If you can barely distinguish the direction when you first enter this environment, then after many turns and corners, it will be difficult to change the direction. Clear direction.

"Oh, what a good observation."

The professor who walked side by side with Lixiang praised: "Can you still remember the direction after passing so many corners? Well, it's really a good potential."

"Well, it's just a skill that needs to be learned in order to deal with various situations... Cough, although it's just a half-baked skill."

Li Xiang nodded. After getting along with the professor for a short time, his weakness of trusting others was gradually revealed. However, he still noticed that maybe he should not talk so much in front of the professor, so He still changed the subject in time.

"However, what are you doing with me around here?"

"Oh, just to avoid unnecessary trouble."

The professor didn't care about Lixiang's "warning" in name only, but he explained it again and again, tapping his ear lightly and said: "Listen..."

"Eh...? Is this...?"

Li Xiang was stunned for a moment, but he followed the professor's advice and listened carefully to the surrounding sounds. Under the sound of a calm breeze blowing across the water, he suddenly heard the crisp melody of the music box.

Driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but followed the melody to a small alley not far away, but just as he was about to step in, the professor suddenly raised his hand to stop him.

As for the reason why the professor stopped him, Li Xiang understood when he saw the scene in the alley through the thick fog.

There are several human-sized mechanical dolls inside. They can't be said to be very detailed, and they can even be said to be simple. They are like "monsters" that have some human characteristics but operate mechanically. They are similar to so-called robots. There is a big difference.

And the calm and reassuring melody is emitted from the doll's body, but when this beautiful melody is matched with the weird humanoid doll, it makes people feel creepy.

"Oh, that kind of thing exists in Venice now as much as in the original inhabitants."

Having let Lixiang see the puppets in the alley, the professor also explained: "They will use the music box in their body to attract people, and then kill them in the alley [belonging to them]."

"........."

"Tsk, I have to say it's really an evil killing trap."

The professor curled his lips, as if he disdained this vile and low-end method of killing people.

The silent Lixiang glanced at the professor beside him, and then couldn't help asking: "Venice now... Are there monsters like puppets and artificial life forms everywhere?"

"Well, that's right. Of course, there are quite a few big guys that you accidentally ran into before. All in all, Venice is now a hell that only retains traces of humans, but is already full of monsters."

"...Then are there still normal human beings?"

After deliberating for a long time, Lixiang still asked this question that he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"..."

Looking at Lixiang, the professor frowned slightly, and said, "No more..."

"…………I see!"

Suddenly, Lixiang, who heard the professor's uncertain answer, looked up into the professor's eyes, and then nodded.

The two continued to walk in the winding streets shrouded in layers of thick fog, while Hassan, the cursed arm, continued to follow behind Lixiang. After about half an hour, Lixiang and the others walked out of the large maze-like area. Eastern city streets.

Their eyes stayed on the square separated by a river. Under the cover of dense fog, the limit that Li Xiang could see was the open ground.

"Whoa... whoa..."

But although you can't see it, you can hear the surging tide, the sound of the wind blowing across the sea, and a unique smell brought by the sea breeze.

They have come to the easternmost section of the city of Venice, facing the Adriatic Sea in the Mediterranean Sea.

"Where are we going now?"

Lixiang asked the professor beside him.

"Well, we've arrived."

Professor Moriarty said, and at the same time raised the delicate cane in his hand, pointing to the direction of the ground that Lixiang had never noticed before, slowly changing from small bricks to large masonry.

Li Xiang turned her head and looked along the professor's cane. It was not a tall museum, and it could even be said to be a simple museum.

But soon, he also noticed that around the museum, a certain kind of spell was arranged, which seemed to be used to drive away those monsters.

"Here...is...?"

Li Xiang glanced at the professor uncertainly. Although he saw the magic formulas around the museum, there was no vitality around the museum, which made him a little uncertain.

"Okay, go in quickly, what do you want to see and know, maybe you will understand after this."

"........."

At this moment, the professor felt a chill from behind.

"I see."

Li Xiang nodded, and then walked into this extremely simple-looking museum with the professor.

The hall of the museum is brightly lit. Although it is daytime, the oil lamps here are always on because of the dense fog around.

After entering the gate, Li Xiang discovered that this museum may not be called simple, but simple.

Because there is no barrier from the fog outside, the empty hall can be seen by Lixiang at a glance, but it is a pity that there are not so many exhibited cultural relics here, and there are only a few paintings on the surrounding walls.

So far, Lixiang has never seen any museum that is as empty as this one.

The professor behind him didn't say anything, and Li Xiang didn't know what to do for a while, so he couldn't help but walked to the wall and looked at the only few paintings.

"Hey, the suspicious old man over there."

Suddenly, Lixiang was startled by a voice that came out, it was an uncle's voice with a thick and discordant shrillness.

When Li Xiang turned around, what she saw was a child in his teens.

Although he looked like a child who was only ten years old, he said unceremoniously to the professor in front of him with an uncle's voice: "Who are you bringing back?"

"Didn't you see all of this?——A hero who has been fighting in various eras to save humanity. As an author, you must not slack off in terms of observation, great writer."

Professor Moriarty shook his head noncommittally, and then explained without changing his expression.

"Hmph, let's forget about this purely pretentious praise made by readers in order to better oppress the writer, let alone your praise, evil professor."

The child who was called a "big writer" by the professor frowned and replied with a displeased face, but his uncle's voice is really sad...

"Well, it's just something very obvious..."

The evil professor shook his hand indifferently, saying that even if he didn't say that, it was still an irrefutable fact.

The kid known as the "big writer" had already ignored Moriarty, who was complaining beside him, and turned his attention to Lixiang.

He squinted his blue eyes, and looked at Li Xiang, who was almost completely covered by a black cloak, through thick glasses. If the description was more vivid, it would be a sharp gaze similar to that of a critic. "Examining" the master who Moriarty said saved humanity.

There is no problem with this description, because as far as a writer is concerned, everything in front of him is a work, and they who are also in the work will of course observe everything around them with sharp and vicious eyes.

...Especially the so-called "key person".

Of course Lixiang had already seen the true identity of the child in front of him...it was a servant on a horse, and it could be said that he was an extremely weak follower.

"Hmm... you? Are you the Master that that evil guy said?"

After looking at Lixiang for a while, the childlike Servant asked.

"Uh...you can understand it this way for now..."

There is no doubt that he is obviously a weaker guy than himself, but when Lixiang faced him, he still couldn't help but subconsciously feel the same nervousness as he faced his class teacher when he was a child.

"Well, Servant Caster, whose real name is Hans Christian Andersen, is a servant whose combat power is extremely fragile without any doubt. Well, if you introduce it like this, I believe you will not treat me in any future battles. What kind of stupid expectations are there?"

In Lixiang's almost dull eyes, Andersen didn't care about the image that he might have to maintain, but said very bluntly.

"Uh... ok, ok!"

Although he didn't know why the situation was getting weirder now, Li Xiang still nodded honestly.

The teacher's speech is always right!

"……Ugh."

Moriarty beside him couldn't help but sighed when he saw this scene, he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe... it was the other two.

"Well, don't frighten the lad at this time, Christian."

Suddenly, a second voice came from the open door in the museum hall.

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PS: Tired, tired, fell asleep

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