When leaving Miss Gloria's detective agency, it was already getting dark. Of course, it might be because the environment in Blackwater Alley was already gloomy. Alice seemed to want to hang out for a while longer, but Ringer
However, Saint Xalia was not in such a mood, so after a two-to-one vote, the three decided to return to the church.
The most discussed topic along the way was naturally the detective girl with gray hair and gray eyes and a mysterious origin.
"Do you think she is trustworthy?"
Saint Xalia asked this core question with a worried tone. After all, they were now in the headquarters of the United Order, and any rash move could have fatal consequences, not to mention Miss Gloria's suggestion
In response to such a radical request for cooperation, they directly sneaked into the villa of a syndicated philosopher to steal confidential research information. If they succeeded, it would be fine. If they were exposed, I'm afraid there would be no hiding place for them in the entire Lunweiting City, right?
Of course, Alice never cared about these little things.
"It doesn't matter." She played with the cassette in her hand and groaned: "I only care about her identity. She said she was a detective, but she looked very suspicious, and she actually refused to touch my cassette! Damn it
"Originally, we could confirm whether she is the queen by just touching her, but now we have to spend more time, which is really troublesome!"
I hate this kind of trouble the most.
"I can't say."
Ringer's attitude is more conservative: "There are too many suspicious things about her. It is precisely because there are loopholes everywhere that it is difficult to figure out. Even if her identity and cooperation proposals are not targeted, her intelligence sources alone are very
It’s doubtful. The Thirteen Hermits have fought against the Witches’ Association for hundreds of years to obtain the information, but she can get it so easily. Could it be that her power alone can be comparable to the magicians of the Thirteen Hermits?”
"Oh, there's nothing suspicious about this. Didn't she explain it herself?" Ai-chan said carelessly: "I risked my life to sneak into the witch association. How can I say it was easy to find out this information?
It's obviously not easy at all."
"Here's the problem. Difficulty or difficulty is a relative concept. Compared to the risks she took, the information gained was so valuable that it gave people an unreal feeling: If even Jiulun could not
A little-known little detective can sneak into the Witches' Association at will to spy on information, so the inside of it should have been leaked into a sieve long ago. How can it remain hidden behind the scenes without being discovered? In contrast, the Thirteen Hermits Society
It has become even more of a joke. I heard that their leader Solomon was once a defected member of the association. Doesn’t it mean that his understanding of the Witches’ Association is not as good as this Miss Gloria?”
If so, just rename "The Detectives of Sherlock Holmes" to "The Detectives of Gloria". It is said that after this novel became popular in the Western Continent, some critical critics pointed out that the great detective has keen intuition, meticulous observation, and logical logic.
A master of reasoning who is rigorous and able to think calmly no matter where he is, does not exist in reality. The author over-exaggerated his character, which gave people an unreal feeling, and points must be deducted.
But now, isn’t a living example before us?
Alice scratched her hair: "This question is very simple. Don't you see? Gloria is no ordinary detective."
"oh?"
Not only Ringer, but also Saint Xalia cast interested glances, wanting to hear what Alice had to say, and then heard the golden-haired maid say in a matter-of-fact tone: "She is the fanatic of the great detective Sherlock Holmes..."
Fans, there is also a peanut assistant beside you. This combination is just like Phoenix in the game industry and Jidu Si in the comics industry. How terrifying and domineering. What about the mere Witches' Association and the Thirteen Hermits?
It can stop the mouth and teeth!"
"..."
We would expect this guy to say something valuable, but we are indeed too naive.
Ringer and Saint Xalia thought at the same time, and then tacitly ignored the nonsense of the golden-haired maid, and turned to discuss Professor Heinrich Schliemann's party. If what Gloria said was true,
, then, this party will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which may help them gain a deeper understanding of the so-called "Eden Project."
But if not handled properly, it may turn into a fatal trap.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Alice yelled unhappily: "Why are you ignoring me again? It's like this every time, you two are always whispering. Am I not a member of this family? Let me do the same
Join, otherwise, I will tell Iyeta and Oveira, Xiaoxia, you have to think clearly, if your dear sisters know that you are secretly increasing your favorability... Uh, um! I was wrong,
I didn’t say anything, don’t look at me like that, Xiaoxia! Also, can you stop laughing, to be honest, it’s a bit scary, wow!”
It can only be said that some people just forget about eating and not taking fights.
…
It was already dusk when we returned to St. Anville's Cross Church. Ringer's group was the last to come back. Her Excellency Countess Neville, who was acting alone, had returned to the church two hours ago and seemed to be wandering around the harbor area.
After walking around, not even half of my friends were found. One friend's lair was even occupied by a few sneaky swamp monsters. After a friendly inquiry (correctly), the countess learned that it turned out that the vigil was held half a year ago.
People launched a clean-up operation against the harbor area, and it was said that more than 90% of the aliens were wiped out. Less than 10% of the survivors swam across the mouth of the Tewil River overnight and were never seen again.
Therefore, most of the friends of the Countess are either dead or have escaped. In short, they have not ended well.
Although this incident was purely the fault of the night watchman, Neville still lamented the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of time, and sincerely remembered her friends who were either dead or disabled for a few minutes, and then returned to the church. Because there was no such thing as
Because I had something to do, I also listened to a sermon in the Great Holy Church, which scared the black-clothed monk on the altar. It wasn't that the other party didn't have enough concentration, but that the deterrent power of the demigod vampires was too powerful.
Especially when this vampire asks you with a smile what the first sentence of the seventh paragraph of the third chapter of the Lord's Prayer means.
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Fortunately, Metien and others returned in time and rescued the innocent black monk. Leticia happily boasted to her grandma about what she had seen today, focusing on the prosperity of the streets and markets, but she was not satisfied with the underground building.
The ruins of the sanctuary were just mentioned briefly, and the little bat didn't think it was an important thing. On the contrary, Sister Livia, who had been shopping with the guests for a long time, said goodbye to the guests as soon as she returned to the church, and then left in a hurry
He left, probably to report to Brother Mufasa about the ruins.
Then came the return of the three Ringers. When they came back, Old Pancras happened to end his conversation with Brother Mufasa and rejoined them. The young man did not reveal what he had done. The old man
He didn't ask, he just asked whether they wanted to stay at St. Anville's Cross Church for the night or return to the Evangelical College. Considering that there was a lot of information that needed to be shared and exchanged with his companions who were staying behind, Ringer naturally chose the latter, so
, the group of people briefly said goodbye to Brother Mufasa, and embarked on the return journey through the secret underground passage from whence they came.
The reason for not saying goodbye to Sister Livia was mainly because the latter was not in Brother Mufasa's office. It seemed that after parting ways with Metien and others, she did not come to the ceremony building, but went to other places. As for the end,
Neither Brother Mufasa nor Old Pancras knew where they were going. Although Ringer noticed something strange in their expressions, he did not ask. In the end, this was an internal matter within the church.
, it was not his turn as an outsider to talk too much.
At this point, the first day in Lunweting for the travelers from a foreign land came to an end.