big devil holmes

Chapter 333 Remember to Give Me Back
It has been half a year since Sherlock was imprisoned in the blood prison.

It has been half a year since Franklin became the emperor of the empire.

This is certainly not a coincidence.

In the past six months, the political dignitaries of the entire ancient Roman city have basically formed a brand new team, most of whom have been selected through their political achievements in the past 20 years.

Most of these people have no political background, nor do they have so-called factions or teams. During the 60 years that Emperor Augustine has been in power in the empire, he has penetrated his skills into almost every department of the empire, so [talent] and [achievements] For a long time, political capital has not been so important. What is important is whether newcomers entering politics can fit into this imperial machine that has been operating rigorously for 60 years.

However, now, the new king of the empire is a person without any political foundation, and the many major changes he has brought about in energy, military, finance, productivity, etc. have brought the empire into a brand new world. This resulted in the original political system needing a major overhaul.

In fact, as long as the king changes throne, a major change of leadership team is inevitable. According to historical experience, this should be a long-term and bloody major project.

The main reason why the blood exchange efficiency was so fast this time was because Emperor Augustine died.
The 'Controllable Experiment on Wild Demons' was the capital that could compete with the old emperor. The 'investigation of the London airship crash' was an important factor in forcing the old emperor to abdicate. The earth-shattering assassination completely declared the end of the regime of Augustine the Great.

In fact, in Sherlock's view, the original intention of this series of events had nothing to do with the Empire's Translocation Ceremony, but it did indeed help Franklin become the new emperor of the Empire smoothly.

So he can fully afford this thank you from the emperor of the empire.

"You should know that although I participated in this translocation ceremony, before that, I was just an energy researcher."

This handshake lasted about five seconds. It was sincere enough but not too abrupt. Franklin put down his hand neatly and said gently:
"I have only been in office for half a year, and I have not yet adapted to the unique logical thinking of politicians.

So let’s get straight to the point.
In my opinion, killing Emperor Augustine was a very right thing for the empire. The solid political system under this old man was completely unfavorable to the empire's counterattack towards the gates of hell. Moreover, based on the laws of the empire itself, He really deserves to die.

But apart from that, all your actions have caused damage to the stability of the empire.

Fortunately, the information blockade was very complete, so there was no need to worry that the old man's death would cause too much turmoil to the empire for the time being.

But even so.
You still won't receive any awards, let alone any medals or honors. In fact, this matter will be sealed forever, and your actions will not leave any traces in history. "

Mr. Franklin's tone was still gentle, but it may be that the position of 'King of the Empire' itself carries a huge majestic attribute, so after finishing this sentence, it was impossible to think of any refutation.

But Sherlock is no ordinary person.

He just smiled:

"Of course, my lord.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether what I have done can be known to the world. I would even prefer the government to help me hide this matter. After all, it can save a lot of trouble.

But there is one thing I need to emphasize.
Augustine's massacre of nearly [-] imperial citizens required a formal government press conference.

I don't care about the time of this press conference, but until people all over the world know the truth of this case, I will not let the old guy bury him in peace.

I know that his body is still lying in the cold storage of the funeral parlor, so he will continue to lie there.If one day I discover that he secretly held a funeral as a great imperial king, then I will dig him out with my own hands and expose his body to the sun. "

Sherlock's tone was also calm.

In this small room, it was a bit too harsh for two people to discuss the emperor's assassination and the emperor's reputation after his death so unabashedly.

Especially Sherlock's request sounded extremely arrogant. Moreover, the person standing in front of him was the new king of the empire. Didn't he know that he had to restrain himself?
However, Franklin was silent for a short while and then nodded:

"In the past six months, I have also asked some people what kind of person you are. Now it seems that most people's evaluation of you is quite fair."

He was smiling when he said this. In fact, he had already expected Shylock's request, otherwise he would not have been able to delay the old emperor's burial indefinitely. This was to a certain extent. In other words, it is a show of goodwill and respect for Shylock.

And at this moment.
"Boom~boom~boom~"

There was a knock on the office door.

"It should be my butler." Franklin explained to Sherlock first, and then let the person outside the door come in.

The door opened, and standing outside was a housekeeper who was about 60 years old. Although he was a bit older, he had a straight figure and was well-dressed. There was even a hint of aristocratic air between his eyebrows.

The butler still held a thin envelope in his hand. After he entered, he did not speak, but bowed respectfully to Sherlock, then walked to Franklin, handed over the envelope in his hand, and left. .

After closing the door, Franklin opened the envelope and took out an emblem engraved with a griffon and a harpy:

"The highest-level award medal recorded in the imperial law. With it, you will be treated with the same level of etiquette as the 'Elder of the Imperial Council' in most places."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and handed the medal to Sherlock.

This move made Sherlock raise his eyebrows involuntarily, and then he looked at the medal with interest, but he just remained polite and did not reach out to take it.

"Dear His Highness the Emperor, didn't you just say that I could not receive any reward?"

"Of course, you are not waiting for death in the blood prison, so you have to thank the Holy Light." Franklin responded: "So, this is given to you in my personal name.

Don't get me wrong, I just admire you as a person.

And, when you come back from the front line, remember to return this thing to me. "

Sherlock: ".?"

(End of this chapter)