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"Through time and space??? hahaha, I didn't expect such an unbelievable thing. ”

Dr. Kroba took a sip of his tea, and a pair of old eyes full of wisdom gave off a moving light: "This world, it's amazing. ”

Sherlock nodded in agreement, "yes, the more I know, the more I don't know." ”

That's why people need to keep their knowledge in books. Dr. Kroba stroked his beard with a smile on his face, then spread his hands: "This is the meaning of this library." ”

"It is the wealth of all mankind!"

Hearing this, Sherlock thought of what would happen to the Tree of All-Knowing after that, and he opened his mouth to stop talking.

Dr. Croba, who seemed to sense what the sorcerer was trying to say, smiled kindly at Sherlock, and said:

"History is not something that can be changed lightly. ”

Perhaps the world's most authoritative Ph.D. in history and the scholars who have been working around the clock know exactly what lies ahead.

"Since history cannot be changed, then why do you still risk your lives to conduct research?" Sherlock gently pushed his glasses, his face puzzled: "Is that blank 100 years really that important?"

"Hahaha, what you said is the same as what your grandfather said back then. 番▽ eggplant small ◇○▽ said net..fqxsw□"

The old gentleman with the petal shape grinned: "So although Fresnel has the knowledge that he should have as a doctor of archaeology, he does not have the [spirit] of pursuing the truth that an archaeologist should have!"

"Is there anything more meaningful for an archaeologist than to study unknown history?"

Speaking of this, Dr. Croba's wrinkled old face showed a look of fanaticism: "Knowledge is history!"

"And history, because it belongs to all mankind!"

"......" Sherlock suddenly, he suddenly realized that the Taishan Beidou in the archaeological world was actually very similar to an idiot wearing a straw hat, the same stubbornness, and the same great dreams.

The same. Something like this that a person decides, even ten cows can't pull back.

With a long sigh of relief, Dr. Kroba seemed to remember something, and he sat up abruptly from his chair. Walk towards a bookcase.

"Speaking of which, Fresnel left O'Hara with what he was working on and told me to destroy it, but I didn't. ”

Dr. Kroba pulled a book from the shelf and flipped another switch. □◇◇Fan◇Eggplant Novel Network fqxsw☆ Then I heard the sound of gears turning, and a secret door was revealed on the bookshelf.

"Anyway, this is also the crystallization of his hard work back then. As he spoke, Dr. Kroba took out a small black suitcase from the secret door, which looked like it had been stored here for some years.

"After all, this is your grandfather's thing, and now it's handed over to you, and it's also considered to be the return of the thing to its original owner, I hope you won't use it in the future." ”

Sherlock took the black suitcase and didn't open it immediately. He asked, "What the hell is here? What was my grandfather working on?"

"See for yourself. ”

(What, such a mysterious...... Sherlock glanced suspiciously at the strange old gentleman, and then gently opened the box.

The contents were simple: a few notebooks full of text and specially protected with a special technique, a stack of yellowed old photographs, and two books with black covers.

On the covers of these two black books are two large gilded letters: one is "F" and the other is "J".

(How are these two black books similar to what I saw in the library of the Royal Palace in Albana...... Sherlock raised an eyebrow and flipped it open, and sure enough, it was completely unhuman. The translation is also like gibberish ancient characters.

With this question in mind, Sherlock flipped through his grandfather's research notes and glanced at them cursoryly. Fan ○ eggplant △ small □ ○ said that the net fqxsw △ Then, his face changed suddenly. The pupil instantly constricted to the size of a pinpoint.

(This, this is ...... ）

…………

On the other side, little Robin was holding a book, leaning against the corner and reading quietly.

It's just that her attention is not on books at all at this time.

(Slow, Sherlock, what the hell is Dr. Kroba going to talk to him about?) Close the book. Little Lori sighed faintly, and her eyes gradually lost focus......

…………

Time passed to the street full of muskets.

"It's not sorcery at all, it's just the power of the Devil Fruit. Sherlock didn't look at the ignorant townsfolk around him, and with a flick of his right hand, the mirrors of the muskets floating in mid-air slowly dissipated.

He walked up to little Robin, crouched down, and put himself at the same height as little Lori:

Therefore, you don't need to feel inferior because of your ability, but you should be proud. After all, it's a lucky thing to be able to eat a Devil Fruit. ”

It's just that the taste is a little "unsatisfactory". Tomato small ○△◇ said ○ net.fqxsw▽ "That hellish taste, Sherlock really not only experienced it again.

Well, although he had already experienced it several times before in Alabastan

"Sherlock, you...... Why are you doing that? Little Robin's eyes were a little red: "If you do this, everyone here will hate you." ”

"What's the reason for this? People here don't hate me, what does it matter to me. ”

Hearing this, Sherlock narrowed his eyes and showed a rare bright smile.

"But aren't we [friends] already? And the person who bullied my friend, of course, I want to teach a little lesson. ”

(Friend...... Friend...... ）

Looking at Sherlock's smiling face, little Robin couldn't hold back any longer, her nose was sore, she reached out and put her arms around the sorcerer's neck, and cried whining, as if she wanted to release all the grievances of all these years.

Although she is very sensible and very intelligent, at this time, Robin is essentially just a little girl who is only seven years old.

"......" Sherlock didn't speak, he took little Robin in his arms and gently patted her on the back. It felt the same way Robin hugged him and comforted him before.

Sometimes, a warm hug is far better than 10,000 words of comfort.

………

Thinking of her previous gaffe crying in Sherlock's arms, little Robin's expression was slightly embarrassed, she was indeed a little out of shape at that time.

(But as a Devil Fruit, why is Sherlock's ability so cool?, he can conjure so many guns, and my ability is suitable for housework...... ）

Ahem, in fact, the mirror fruit is also a popping flower fruit in housework, which can be seen from the dusty deck of the Merry.

(Anyway, I'm [the same] as Sherlock in this regard.) Robin smiled sweetly, as if she felt that she was very happy to have something in common with Sherlock.

Then.

"What are you thinking? So happy. With a familiar Qingyue male voice, Sherlock's slender figure suddenly appeared behind little Robin, and a little Lori who was stunned trembled violently.

"Whew~~ Scared the hell out of me, Sherlock, how are you so elusive. Glancing at the sorcerer with disgust, little Robin patted his little breasts like a washboard and breathed a sigh of relief.

And with Robin's movements, Sherlock's gaze shifted downward, and an inexplicable light flashed in his deep dark eyes under the lenses.

(The "gap" is really a bit big, after all, it has been more than 20 years, should we say that time flies, the vicissitudes of life?) Well, Sherlock's sometimes focus is indeed very strange.

Not noticing the other party's thoughts, little Robin asked with some curiosity, "By the way, what did Dr. Kroba say to you?" We talked for so long. ”

"It's nothing, I have a relative who is an old acquaintance of Dr. Kroba, and we just made small talk for a while. Sherlock replied with an unchanged expression, and then he turned his head to look at the nearby wall clock.

"Ah, it's been this time, it's been a long time for lunch. Robin, have you eaten, are you hungry now?"

Sherlock was answered by a slight grunt, though very faint, but very noticeable in the quiet tube.

"Okay, I see. Sherlock pushed his glasses calmly.

Teng~~ Little Robin's face instantly turned red, and the scream in her stomach came at the right time. (To be continued.) )

PS: A few tips for book friends about Grandpa Sherlock's research.

1. It is the basis for Sherlock to become stronger.

2. There have been hints above.

3, related to a certain theatrical version, and at the same time, after that theatrical version, Sherlock's strength will have a qualitative leap.

By the way, the ability of the mirror fruit was designed by me very mysteriously, and the function of ordinary mirrors is almost not reflected.

So I wouldn't consider moves such as a magnifying glass to gather sunlight and roast people.