Chapter 80 The Divine Comedy on Earth ([-])

Moriarty's muscles tensed for a moment, and he subconsciously looked around.

Even though this small space can be seen at a glance when he enters; he clearly knows that there is no other thing hidden in this room, but he still does it instinctively.

Because this does not match the established cognition, he can't understand why this book has been read.

And look at the almost identical turning of the leather pages. People who read at least saw the third page, or within a few minutes
it's out of the question!

The only key to this room is held by Moran, and no one can enter this room without destroying the surrounding solid materials, let alone read so many at once.
In this world, apart from that old man, even if a red-clothed archbishop comes in person, after watching for a few seconds, he has to close his eyes and meditate piously for several hours, in order to get rid of the evil spirits in his mind. Clean up.

It's not even necessarily clear.

Unless someone didn't read the contents inside, just deliberately turned over a corner of the book, and made the illusion of having read it
But what is the point of doing so?
Moriarty was momentarily uncertain, but that seemed the only way to explain it.

At this point in his thoughts, he took a deep breath, discarded all the worries and doubts in his heart, and entered the most focused state.

He doesn't have time to think about these things now. What he is about to stare at is a picture book polluted by evil gods. He doesn't know what will happen in a while. He must put all his energy in the most correct place. .

Therefore, he gently opened the cover of "Divine Comedy", and his eyes fell on the first page.

Right now!
Just hearing a 'bang', the holy dew pendant on the chest exploded directly, because all the dew boiled and evaporated in an instant, turning into the hottest gas, breaking the shackles of the crystal; at the same time, Mo A huge amount of white mist evaporated from all parts of Riati's body that had been in contact with the holy dew, and his eyes were also accompanied by a sharp pain that reached his brain, which made him groan and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, these physical pains are nothing compared to the fear deep in his soul. Even if it is only for a moment, he seems to have experienced a baptism that is a thousand billion times more terrifying than death. Only by giving up reason and going completely crazy can one be freed.

but! ! !
It is impossible for Moriarty to go crazy, and his self-esteem as the Son of God will not allow him to go crazy!
Even in this situation, he still maintained the highest level of concentration, even if a mouthful of blood gushed from his chest to his throat, his figure did not shake a bit.

He just stood quietly, slowly closed the pages of the book, and carefully put it back to the original place. After doing this, he finally sat down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to recite all the contents of the Holy Light Gospel in his heart. Chapters, over and over again, until the white mist around the body dissipated, sweating profusely, finally stopped, and let out a deep breath.

then
"Hahaha----"

He laughed.
"Hahahaha-"

He laughed extraordinarily presumptuously, since he was 12 years old, he has never smiled so heartily!Fortunately, this room is soundproof, otherwise if the maid outside heard it, I would think that the owner of the house is crazy.

Just now, he glanced at the drawing on "Divine Comedy".

Although there was only one glance, and the line of sight stayed for about 1.3 seconds, I was not crazy, let alone dead. At this moment, I was sitting in the room very rationally. Weird murmur.

This proves that I can read this book, and my willpower can carry the evil god's pollution.

Although there is only one eye, although it needs the protection of a lot of holy dew, as long as there is the first eye, there will be a second eye, a third eye, he is never afraid of the accumulation of quantity, he is just afraid that he will never be able to take the first step.
He was afraid that he would never be able to become a contractor.
Moriarty is a genius, a genius in various senses, such as mathematics, astronomy, physics, theology, politics, military affairs, etc., as long as it is a field that human beings have set foot in, he can almost achieve perfection, even If he wants to commit crimes, then the most powerful detective in the world can't help him. At the same time, he is the holy son of the Holy See, and he has reached the pinnacle of the entire empire in terms of power.

The only regret is that he is just a 'mortal'.
He has no way to establish any connection with hell, so naturally he has no way to become a contractor.

It was like a perfect jigsaw puzzle, but one piece was missing.

Moriarty couldn't take that!
Of course, the reason why he couldn't accept it was not because of those illusory self-esteem and unwillingness. Well, maybe there was a little bit of unwillingness, but it was definitely not all.

But because he has a dream, or a mission!

'Humans shouldn't go on like this forever, they shouldn't be imprisoned in the war with demons, they shouldn't live in the shadow of steam, they shouldn't just worship the holy light every day, they shouldn't worship other things, they shouldn't be confused and Fear hangs over, in short, there are too many that shouldn't
To sum it up, you shouldn't stand still! '

He has thought this way since he was very young. And he always believes that he is the one who makes a crucial step for mankind.

Of course Moriarty knew how arrogant this idea was, but he had always believed that this was the reason he was born as a human.

Humanity needs a real savior.
And becoming a contractor is just a part of this difficult road.

He has visited many powerful contractors, and even, he has written several letters with the god of the empire.

Although he never expressed his appeal, but through some subtle methods, he finally came to a conclusion.

This conclusion is very simple and crude, that is:
'If you want a person without talent to establish a connection with hell, the best way is to let him get close to hell, or even throw him directly into hell. '

the obvious way
But everyone knows that nowadays, no one can set foot in hell anymore.

Fortunately, in this world, there is still one thing with the strongest breath of hell, and that is this book polluted by evil gods, this "Divine Comedy" drawn in hell and returned to the world.

It is the closest way to contact hell!

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours later, Moriarty was finally able to confirm that he was temporarily free from the possibility of falling into madness.

He stood up, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

Looking up at a window on the other side of the corridor, the sky outside the window is gradually getting a little morning light, and Moran is still standing at the door, maintaining the same posture as at the beginning, like a finely crafted sculpture.

"Mr. Moriarty, you have been in for five hours, please pay attention to your body." She said with great respect, and tried her best to hide the worry in her tone.

Article 21 of the Maid Code, don't let your emotions affect the master!
Moriarty nodded, then turned around, looking at the book on the shelf with some hesitation.

At this moment, he didn't know how many thoughts rushed through his mind, and in the end, they condensed into a touch of helplessness and displeasure.

"Someone has been in this room today," he said.

"What?" Moran was taken aback, thinking he had heard it wrong: "But master, this room is impossible"

She knew that as a maid, she couldn't refute what the master said, but she really felt that her master must have made a mistake.

However, the man in front of him just waved his hand lightly:

"I'm not blaming you. Although the date of the Holy Love has not been announced yet, it is not a secret after all, so it is impossible for no one to know about my coming to London and my living in the Oakland Cathedral.
This is the first time I have traveled in an official capacity since I was an adult, and it is approaching the emperor's transposition ceremony, so there must be many people who want to contact me.

In addition, you have been inquiring about the British Library these days, so as long as someone with a heart does a serious investigation, they should be able to guess what I want to do.

Therefore, it is not unacceptable if someone finds a substitute for this door key in advance, or uses other methods to enter this room.

You know, those white-eyed foxes in the council, or the old guys crossing their knees in the church, will do anything in order to attract my attention, no matter how incredible it is.

I just think that what they did this time was a little too stupid. "

Moriarty said calmly, although the girl in front of him was just a maid, but he almost never showed any blame or reprimand in front of her.

"Oh, do you have a pen?" He said suddenly.

"Pen?"

"Yes, you just have to check slowly about the fact that someone has entered the room. First, give me a pen and paper."

"good"

Soon, Mo Lan respectfully handed over a pen and a piece of paper. As a qualified maid, she can produce whatever the master needs at any time.

After Moriarty took it, he returned to the room again.

Immediately after
[No one can read so fast]

He wrote such a sentence on the paper with a reminder, or a warning
(End of this chapter)

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