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"..."

Although he couldn't see Medusa's eyes, Ian could feel the tenderness in her tone.

He nodded quickly and replied:

"Well, you're right."

"If everyone is here, the problem can definitely be solved."

With Medusa's comfort, Ian's originally nervous mood relaxed a little.

When people are not nervous, their brains are indeed much more flexible.

The man soon realized that instead of going directly to find the Clock Tower, it would be better to find someone who knew about the Clock Tower first.

after all--

Regardless of the era, magic is not something that can be freely made public.

Therefore, it is destined to be something that only a small number of people will understand, rather than something that can be seen at a glance and is qualified to be listed in the open.

But this is not an easy thing either.

Since few people know about it, it is destined to be very secretive.

I should investigate around first to see if there is any place where I can get some information.

You won’t know until you try, and you’ll be shocked when you try.

Ian was surprised to find that there was no one on the road.

The whole city seemed to be in a deep sleep, and no matter how it was touched, it would not respond.

A mist overflowing with magic;

Empty streets.

What is going on in London right now?

Ian was still marveling at the scene before him, but suddenly he felt an inexplicable throbbing.

To be precise, this throbbing was not directed at himself, but was aimed at Stheno and Euryale, and came from the fog!

and many more?

When did I acquire this ability to be aware of my surroundings?

Before Ian could figure out what was going on, Medusa, who possessed the "mind's eye", had already spoken.

"Pegasus, do you feel it?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

"Something seems to be approaching."

"And it's very unfriendly," Medusa added.

"This..." Yurielle was a little scared, "I can't see anything now."

"It's fine."

Stheno took his sister's hand.

"Medusa and Pegasus are here."

"Even if Poseidon came, He would still hesitate."

"But I don't want to see that guy at all—"

Before Yurielle could finish her words, Ian sensed something rushing out of the fog.

He shouted, "Medusa!"

"understood!"

The swordsman reacted quickly and took a step forward. With the help of her "mind's eye", she arrived at the place Ian wanted her to be in an instant.

The sky was filled with a lot of fog!

however--

When she saw the other person's figure, Medusa was stunned.

Because that was clearly a little loli!

Judging from her appearance... maybe she's not even five years old!

But what was inconsistent with her appearance was that she held the dagger with great skill, and her eyes and tone were completely different from what she should have at her age.

"Kill you!"

"I'll kill you all without leaving a single one alive!"

Having said this, the little Loli did not attack Medusa who was blocking her way, but threw the dagger towards the location of Stheno and Euryale!

"Pegasus—!" Medusa shouted.

"dangerous!"

However, what Medusa didn't know was that Ian had already made preparations.

The moment the dagger was thrown, the primordial fire (Aestus estus) in his hand began to burn.

In an instant, the flames rising into the sky protected him and the two girls behind him.

"Tsk."

Faced with such a situation, the little Loli snorted coldly.

“We will come again!”

After saying this, she disappeared into the mist again.

The whole process was so fast that even Medusa was helpless.

but--

Medusa noted the direction in which the other party disappeared.

After landing, she immediately came up with the idea of giving chase.

As a younger sister, what she can't tolerate the most is her sisters being threatened by others!

Not even for children!

But at this moment——

A figure appeared not far away.

It was a man dressed as a detective.

He held up his hat and said:

"A criminal who escapes quickly cannot be easily pursued, otherwise he may fall into the trap they set."

"That's common sense, my dear friend."

531. Ian's Family Throne/Sherlock Holmes/Mysterious Assistant (4k)

Very subjective yet confident words.

Ian and the three sisters' attention was simultaneously drawn to the person who spoke.

He was a man with an elegant posture and simple clothes.

Wearing a hat and holding a pipe, he looked so special and strange in the streets of London filled with poisonous fog.

but--

Ian instinctively felt that he was a good person.

The reason was very simple: he didn't look like he wanted to take action at all, and even the words he just said were advising everyone not to chase after him.

"You are..." Ian asked subconsciously.

"Oh--"

"I haven't introduced myself yet." The man in front of him expressed his apology very politely.

"I am Sherlock Holmes."

"If you think this name is too long, maybe you can just call me Holmes."

"what?!"

Ian never expected that he would meet the famous detective Sherlock Holmes at this time.

But before he could express his surprise, the other party spoke first.

"Please don't be surprised by my identity—"

Holmes lit his pipe, took a puff, and blew out a small smoke ring.

"Besides, this isn't the right place for conversation."

"If you don't mind, perhaps we can move to 221B Baker Street."

"That's my place - I can offer you some hot tea or biscuits."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Ian and the three sisters looked at each other, and then agreed to Holmes' invitation.

221B Baker Street

This is a duplex building one street away from where Ian started.

There was a snap.

Holmes inserted the key into the hole and turned it gently.

"Everyone, please come in."

"it is good."

As Ian caught up with Holmes, the three sisters entered the room one after another.

Just like Holmes's attire, the decoration in the house is also very simple. There is earth-brown cut flowers on the red carpet, and various famous paintings are hung on the walls on both sides, which looks pleasing to the eye.

"Please come to the second floor."

Holmes went up the stairs and led the group to his room.

He hung his clothes aside, and then began to reason logically as if talking to himself.

"I guess you must be curious about why I was there at that time."

"But just as everything happens, there must be cause and effect."

"I appeared there to hunt down the murderer lurking in the fog. By the way, I have my own way of defending myself against the poisonous fog."

As Holmes spoke, he opened a drawer next to him and took out a bottle of blue pills.

Although I don't know what its specific composition is, from his expression, it seems that the so-called method of preventing poisonous fog refers to this.

However, compared to this bottle, what Ian cared about more was the "murderer" that Holmes had just mentioned.

"Holmes...you said that was a murderer?"

"..."

Holmes did not rush to answer Ian's question, but said with a smile.

"Speaking of which-"

"Since I've already so warmly invited you to my residence, shouldn't I also know your names?"