"You disappoint me so much, Holmes. It's a rare opportunity to explore the nature of the world. You actually just play around like those brats who just received the admission notice. I've said long ago, don't get along with ordinary people."
Being secretive will only make you mediocre."
Moriarty did not deliberately avoid Sherlock. After noticing that he was chasing him, he just took a few steps back and found a deserted alley to wait. Then, when Sherlock arrived, he slapped his face and mocked him.
Compared with those children who wear modern clothes, look around, and make noises, they look like Hogwarts students at first glance. Moriarty's exquisite pure black robes, elegant peaked hat, and calm demeanor make him perfectly blend into the clock.
The environment of the tower - except for the height.
"The nature of the world?" Sherlock automatically filtered out those meaningless words.
"What? After facing a monster like 'Jörmungandr', you didn't become curious about the nature of the world and the universe? Instead, like other students who buried their heads in the sand, you thought that things would be over in the past. Anyway, there is a professor
Deal with the principal?" Moriarty lowered his lips and said, "I can't anyway. I don't allow myself to encounter dangers without knowing their origins and how to deal with them. Don't say you don't think so."
"Of course I'm a little curious, but the way of exploration may be different from yours. I prefer to analyze based on what the 'adults' have taught us, rather than putting myself in danger without guarantees."
Sherlock pressed his chest, where was the "Time Stone" contained in a pendant he randomly selected.
Lungominiad, the Time Stone, and the Eight Stone Soldier Formations. These props or abilities are obviously far more powerful than the magic learned at Hogwarts. They should be important means to deal with enemies that may appear in the future, but if you want to do this,
It is still too difficult to infer the existence form of the enemy.
"Really? So what did you and those boy scouts analyze from..." Moriarty paused: "The pet shop, the newsstand, the dessert shop, the travel agency and the broom house?"
"Since when did you follow me?"
"Since you made the big fuss in the wand shop...answer my question!"
"The conclusion is..." Sherlock shrugged: "The 'Magic Dimension' is a 'hub' that connects multiple worlds at the same time. People and things from different worlds meet and exchange here. As long as they master the method, everyone can easily reach it.
Here, it is more difficult, or basically impossible, to go from 'one world' to 'another world' without permission, so the principal feels free to let students come by themselves - where have you been?
?”
"Compared to those ordinary stores with few clues, after I finished my work, I went directly to the 'bank' and the 'magic shop' to fully analyze the differences in currencies and specialties between different worlds. Did you know that their exchanges are unlimited?
If it wasn't inconvenient to operate, I would have added a lever." Moriarty replied.
"Do you think people in other worlds don't understand finance? Even from these few sentences, I can think of things like 'currency' and 'specialties' that have little value in different worlds," Sherlock
Touching his chin: "So, have you discovered the 'essence of the world' or the 'unknown threat'?"
"I was looking for it before I met you," Moriarty said: "There can't be only such a street in the magic dimension. I am trying to find ways to go to other places besides the 'Clock Tower', and those things that are not shown to us
, it must be closer to the essence of the world."
"I don't think that's a good idea..." Sherlock thought of the windows that would always be closed after the "Zeppelin Train" started: "Rush contact with that world may cause irreversible damage to us."
"'Irreversible'? Huh huh?" Moriarty crossed his arms and raised his chin towards Sherlock.
Does he mean his "recall" and "clone" abilities? But the former should not leave any traces...
"So, you have really found it?" Sherlock pressed the "Time Stone" on his chest.
"Of course, I just lack a strong helper to open the channel with me." Moriarty gestured to the still noisy "Grand Strategy" store: "Use your ability to 'turn into two', and one can go
Take care of the little ones, and go on an adventure with me."
"That--"
"[That's not a good idea.]" A hoarse and magnetic female voice sounded.
"who?!"
Not realizing that anyone was eavesdropping, the two men simultaneously pulled out their wands and pointed them deep into the alley.
"[Don't be nervous, Moriarty (Kaecilius), Holmes (Strange),]" a figure slowly emerged from the air: "[I'm just a prisoner, you can call me 'Ashes One'."
]"
It was a slender woman wearing a khaki monk's robe and a hood. After she revealed her figure, she slowly took off her hood, revealing a face full of knowledge and wisdom and...a bald head.
"I heard that the 'Scarlet Witch' will imprison some super-powered criminals that SHIELD can't deal with into 'Azkaban'," Moriarty did not relax at all: "But I don't know that that place will still be used.
prison Break."
"Hmm..." Sherlock always felt that the lady who called herself "the prisoner" called them a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange: "What do you want to tell us? Ms. 'Ashes'?"
"[The world is a stage, and everyone is a role in it. The more cheers and applause a 'role' gets, the more likely it is that it will get a chance to appear in the next performance," the bald woman said nonchalantly: "[And
If a character leaves the stage early, even if the stage is renovated to show the charm of the new character, she can only watch from the audience, and because she is no longer a 'character', she has become an 'audience', right'
No matter how in-depth the script's understanding is, it cannot be conveyed to the 'characters' who need to know it.】"
"Well... um..." Sherlock tried his best to analyze something useful from these words full of metaphors and hints, but because there were too many missing clues, the classic stage play with "prisoners" was also not available.
I couldn't tell what she was talking about for a while.
"I think you have any suggestions for us trying to explore the 'magic dimension' through unconventional means?" Moriarty stared at her: "You can just say it."
The woman sighed, shook her head, put on her hood again, and retreated into the shadows of the alley, leaving only one sentence of unknown meaning:
"[Those who advance with the fire will eventually meet their destined death.]"
