Aiwass knocked on the door at least five times, but no one came to open it.
It was already half past one in the afternoon, almost the nap time for ordinary people.
But according to passerby elves, Aiwass’s sister Freya should have a routine in the underworld that wakes up at noon.
...She shouldn't go back to catch up on her sleep immediately after eating breakfast, right?
For a moment, Aiwass felt a little worried in his heart——
Mainly because he immediately thought of the fresh experience of opening the closet at home and seeing a corpse come out.
As a famous detective, Sherlock doesn't really have any trouble-making physique... My half-sister, whom I have never met before, was killed by a teleportation curse, right?
They waited at the door for a long time, but no one came to open the door. Aiwass mentioned his worries to Sherlock.
Just when they were about to break in, they heard Yanis's voice coming from behind:
"Aiwass?"
When I turned around, I saw Yanis walking over with a handbag.
She reached out and touched the door, and a doorknob immediately floated on the door. She opened the door and walked in.
"Freya never opened the door..."
Aiwass immediately told Yanis what he had just seen and heard, and expressed his worries: "Is something going to happen to her?"
"Oh it's all right."
Yanis replied: "She should be busy...don't worry about that."
As they walked inside, Yanis walked to Aiwass.
She stretched out her hand to hold the back of Aiwass's head and said through gritted teeth: "You kid, didn't you say a few words to me before?"
"Let me tell you, Master Yanis. I also think that two hundred years of disappearance is a bit too much."
Aiwass said solemnly: "If we don't explain it properly, our good friends may cease to exist - that would be a pity. It's because we have a very good relationship, so I hope the misunderstanding can be completely resolved."
"So, what's going on?"
"...Actually, it wasn't even two hundred years in the beginning."
When Yannis heard this, her expression became a little unnatural: "I originally agreed to go out and travel around for twenty years and then come back. It turns out that the world is bigger than I thought. I originally planned to travel around the world in twenty years, but ended up traveling eight years.
Ten years.
"I went back to the Theocracy and took away some of my teacher's relics. I thought she had forgotten me a long time ago. After all, eighty years is a big number for an elf. But it turned out that she had been waiting for me for eighty years.
Year……"
Hearing this, Aiwass understood.
Things are much simpler than Aiwass thought.
Yanis must have first realized that she had come back sixty years late, so she did not dare to come back to see her.
The sense of time of elves is about five to seven times that of humans.
Even if we consider the highest situation, this means that we have lost contact for at least ten years.
For humans, it is indeed possible to forget about Fa Xiao who has been out of contact for more than ten years, or at least the relationship will become much weaker. Naturally, the promises and vows made back then are not counted.
But Yanis didn't expect that after eighty years, Gray would still be waiting for her - this wasn't even like being separated from friends for more than ten years. It was more like running away from home for more than ten years, but her parents were still there.
Be like her.
This overly heavy emotion directly scared Yanis away. Then a vicious circle began...the longer it was delayed, the less she dared to come back.
"……how to say."
Aiwass also hissed.
He thought for a while: "I think you still need to formally apologize to Miss Gray."
"But I am no longer suitable to stay in the Theocracy."
Yanis smiled bitterly and said: "It's okay to come back once in a while, but if I stay for too long, I'm worried that I will freeze directly. Over the past two hundred years, I have become accustomed to living with short-lived species... Oh,
I'm not scolding you. I'm just describing those races that have shorter life spans than elves.
"Can you imagine, Aiwass? In the Theocracy, it is normal for something to be delayed for three or four months. I know a writer who has no work to do due to some personal reasons. That is,
Say, she is equivalent to a full-time writer on the human side.
"After she finished writing a book, she said she would take a break before writing a new book... After such a break, eighteen years have passed.
"I thought something had happened to her. I just happened to pay her a visit recently. In fact, many of her readers thought she had died or passed away unknowingly... because of her novels and poems.
Everything is filled with the smell of death."
Hearing this, Aiwass suddenly thought of Gloria Blue Rose.
Isn’t it possible that the friend Yanis mentioned is her?
But then, Yanis's words dispelled the doubts in Aiwass's mind: "As a result, I came back recently to take a look and asked her. I found that she just couldn't be energetic. Although her health was as bad as ever, there was nothing wrong with her.
Thoughts of death.
"And it's not that she hasn't written at all in these years, she has written a whole cabinet of essays. But each one has no ending.
"She told me that although she is not in good health, nothing will happen to her in a short time... You should know about elves' diseases, right?"
"Shu Hua and Ning Ba... right." Aiwass replied softly.
"Yes. She is a leprosy patient, but she is actively receiving treatment and does not want to die like this. She feels bored every day and wants to do something.
"So she specially taught herself jewelry. She also laughed and joked with me that if one of her arms or legs was completely amber, she would cut it off and make it into jewelry for us, and it would be all handmade. I told her, if it really happened
If there is such an opportunity, I will personally help her design it.
"During these days, she became somewhat interested in writing a new book, and began to read newspapers from various countries to collect information. She also saw news about you, Aiwass. She talked to me about you and said that she thought you were very handsome.
The protagonist of the new book may be based on you. You also asked me a lot about your deeds."
Having said this, Yanis smiled and patted Aiwass on the shoulder: "But I still think you are suitable to be a villain. So I proposed to her that you would be the villain and Sherlock, as a detective, would be the protagonist.
...I don’t know if she accepted it.”
"It doesn't matter if I'm a villain or not."
Aiwass smiled: "Rather, I think the villain is more handsome."
An image of a little girl who was always smiling was conjured up in his mind.
He is terminally ill but positive and full of life. Just listening to Yanis's words, Aiwass seemed to see those sparkling eyes.
Although they are both writers suffering from adenopathy, she is obviously different from Gloria.
After all, in the Theocracy, the coverage rate of coagulosis is quite high. It is said that the probability of dendrosis was higher thousands of years ago. In recent years, the blood of elves has been diluted and deteriorated, and the probability of dendrosis has dropped significantly; but the probability of coagulosis has dropped significantly.
On the contrary, the proportion of aureus has increased.
When everyone lived a slow-paced life, there were not so many gynecological diseases. But when the pace of life of the short-lived species gradually accelerated, and various entertainments and productions became numerous, the elves who obviously had nothing to do with them seemed to have no connection with them.
The infected person became impatient.
Therefore, there are also a few extremists among elves who believe that they need to be completely isolated from short-lived species.
Aiwass smiled and looked back at Sherlock: "Hey, I said you want to be the protagonist."
"--whatever."
Sherlock, who was walking at the end, chuckled and complained: "I just hope she won't ignore the rigor of the detective for the drama of the story. It's hard for me to expect her to understand what logic is, and reports in newspapers are not always
She is objective and fair. She just imagines and writes for the newspaper, and it is too easy for her to lack life experience."
"Don't underestimate her."
Yanis defended her friend: "Gloria is a palace-level writer, a world-famous literary giant. She will not make such a simple mistake. This time you are really going to be famous, Sherlock -
—If she accepts my proposal."
"——Wait a minute."
Sherlock became serious: "What did you say her name was? What's her full name?"
"Gloria. Gloria Blue Rose...the elf's full name is sometimes named after her parents, and sometimes after her teacher. She is one of those who follow the teacher."
Yanis said casually.
She quickly realized something: "What happened to her?"