big devil holmes

Chapter 14 Research on Scarlet Characters ([-])

Sherlock's expression finally became less frivolous.

He calmed down, carefully observing the strange-looking abyssal creature slowly crawling out of the crack.

Although this year, contractors are no longer a scarce commodity, after all, the number of believers in the Holy See is too large; but there are still not many contractors who have reached the second stage, so seeing a second-level contractor summoning his own It's even more difficult for contract demons.

Unlike the old priest's contract demon, what Baldr summoned was a creature that was not easy to describe.

If I have to describe it, it is a combination of insects and bison. The skin on the body is covered with black and red scales, but it droops in piles. On the head covered with tentacles, there are a few degenerate eyes Traces, the head swayed from side to side as if drunk.There are disgusting mouthparts at the front end, and huge fangs protrude from it, with sizzling mucus attached to it.

Moreover, his size was a bit exaggerated, more than twice the size of that spider, so that when he appeared, the whole room seemed cramped.

"If you kill your beloved, you should be punished by God." Catherine frowned slightly as she watched the contracted creature crawl out of the crack.

Deacon Badr remained expressionless.
But suddenly!He burst out laughing with a 'poof'!
Sherlock was taken aback. He thought just now that the deacon with facial paralysis had no such thing as 'laugh' in his genes.

And Deacon Badr does not seem to be very good at laughing, his stiff muscles make this expression look extraordinarily ferocious: "Don't say it so high-sounding, Karin is not loyal to me, she should die, I am not killing the person I love at all .”

"Then you have tortured and killed more than a dozen imperial citizens in the past few months"

"They are all unclean people and should be punished."

"Who deserves to die and who doesn't deserve to die? That's a matter for the trial court to decide. You are just a deacon, but you abused lynching."

Deacon Badr shook his head, as if he didn't want to debate this useless topic anymore.

He knew exactly what would happen next. If that unclean woman died, the Holy See would never let him go.

Although it is not cost-effective to kill a second-tier contractor because of a woman, rules are rules, no matter whether they are reasonable or not, as long as they violate it, there is only a dead end.

After all, the Holy See is sacred and inviolable.

at this time
"cough~cough~"

Sherlock suddenly coughed twice:

"That... please forgive me for interrupting the conversation between you, but... this is my apartment, and I still rent it, so can I?"

He wanted to say: Can you go out and fight?
But immediately after, he saw Deacon Bader's eyes full of the strongest killing intent! ! !

"Well, it seems that there is no need to discuss this matter." He muttered with some regret.

The reason why Deacon Badr was forced into this situation, Sherlock can be said to be the culprit, but he pretended as if he was a poor passer-by victim:
"Then, you go ahead, and I won't bother you."

There was even a little apology in his tone, and then he turned around and jumped out of the window!

The detective's duty is to find out who the murderer is, and he decided not to participate in the arrest of the murderer this time.

The night wind whistled outside the window, and the few hard-won stars were covered by dark clouds, and the air was a little cold and humid.

In fact, Sherlock really wanted to see the tit-for-tat scene between the high-level contractors, but the room was too narrow, and if he continued to stay there to watch the fun, the chance of surviving was really slim.

The body landed lightly, and the surroundings were silent. It seemed that the small rented apartment could no longer contain the tension between the three priests of the Holy See, and the suffocating pressure began to spread to the entire long street.

And in this icy night wind, damp air, and huge pressure stirring together. In the dark corner of the long street, where the gas lamps can't shine.
A thick steam armor is slowly coming out of it.

Then three, five
ten, twenty
Thirty, forty! ! ! ! !
There are more and more, until they cover each other, making it impossible to clearly count their numbers.

The entire body of these armors was painted dark blue, and the complex sunflower imprint reflected the faint halo of the street lamps on their shoulders, which was the symbol of the Guardian Knights.

So, in this humid night, steel began to collide, and the hiss of rolling steam erupted
In fact, it is hard to imagine that in such a quiet long street, there are so many people ambushing, and when those heavy machines are carried, there is no strange sound at all.

And this is not over, because if you look at the buildings on both sides of the street, you will find that at this moment, almost all the lights behind the windows in the night suddenly lighted up, and then some chaotic footsteps sounded, getting louder and louder. Mixed with the roar of steam.

A large number of law enforcement personnel appeared out of nowhere and began to quickly evacuate the nearby residents.

Every exit in the street was blocked, huge steel gates stood up one after another, two Zeppelin airships above their heads slowly protruded their huge bodies, and countless lights slanted down, making the night pale.

This battle is really too big for a commoner in the lower city, not to mention the soldiers of the Guardian Knights in steam armor are all staring at the inconspicuous window on the second floor. , so that everything exudes a kind of solemnity and heaviness that is about to come. .

Sherlock is also looking at his apartment at the moment, with an extremely nervous expression:
"This gang of insignificant fellows won't demolish this building, right? It's hard to rent such a cheap one."

(End of this chapter)