Volume 3: He's a Magician Chapter 32: The Next Battle Post
Martina had just hidden the money in a drawer when there was a knock on the door, and she couldn't help but be startled, and she settled down before she spoke, "Come in." β
The door opened, and Margaret walked in slowly with the black tea in her hand, and after putting the black tea on the table, she looked at Martina and suppressed a trace of resentment in her eyes
She obviously didn't expect that the person who came in with black tea today was Margaret, she panicked for a while, and then thought that the other party didn't know anything, and barely showed a smile: "Sister? β
"Why did you bring me black tea today?" Then she picked up the teacup and took a sip of black tea, but the next moment what the other party said made her completely stunned.
"What do you mean?" As soon as her words fell, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and the teacup fell to the ground as soon as she loosened her hand, and the teacup with meticulous workmanship suddenly fell to pieces, and the tea flowed to the ground, she looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, she originally thought that everything was seamless and the other party would not know, but she didn't expect everything to become like this, she only felt that the temperature of her body was disappearing little by little, her face became pale, and she endured the sharp pain in her abdomen and grabbed the other party's skirt, "Sister...... I don't want to die...... Save me...... I know it's wrong......"
Margaret shook off the other party's hand, her expression became extremely cold, and even fierce: "Martina Dennis, I have been disgusted with you for a long time, do you know?" Ever since you stole my work, you began to hate you, and when you stole something that belonged to me, did you ever think that I was your sister? β
Then she turned around and left Martina's room without looking back, Martina fell from her chair to the ground, very embarrassed, looking at the other party's distant back, black blood flowed from her eyes, nose, mouth and ears, and she twitched on the ground a few times before she moved, and she was already exhausted.
Early the next morning, Edvina hurried in from outside, still holding a newspaper in her hand, and when she saw Sherlock, she said, "Sherlock, Martina Dennis was poisoned last night." β
Sherlock's handsome and unusual face showed surprise, and he looked at the other party: "Dead? "It didn't look like she was joking.
"Yes," Edwina nodded like garlic, "and found nine hundred pounds in her drawer." β
Then handing the newspaper to the other party, Sherlock took a sip of black tea, and then took it and glanced at the headline, only to see that it read/Death of the plagiarist: Martina Dennis, the second daughter of the Marquis de Denis family, was poisoned last night/
"Death to a plagiarist? The headlineβ" Sherlock scoffed, putting down the newspaper, "Black gentleman, have you all investigated?" β
At this time, the black gentleman, who had been silent, came out of the darkness and said: "Yes, the only person who has hatred for Martina Dennis is her sister, that is, Margaret Dennis, the original author of the non-sale "Soul" series, Martina was poisoned by mercury, and the same venom was found in Margaret's room. β
Edwina was surprised: "How could she let those police find evidence so easily?" β
"It's normal to think about it from another angle, after all, a work is as important to a writer as life, and if one day your work is counterfeited and sold in a bookstore."
Edvina suddenly realized, but then she suddenly thought of something, and said disappointedly: "So, I didn't have a chance to see the horror novels of the "Soul" series?!" β
"Not necessarily." After Sherlock finished speaking, he took out a novel called "Soul" from the drawer, and the signature on it was none other than Margaret Dennis.
Edvina took the novel in surprise and couldn't believe what she was seeing: "Oh my God, how did you get it?" β
You like your stuff, no matter how difficult it is, I, Sherlock Ford Heslett, will get it for you.
In the Niezworth Mansion, Barlow and Caroline, in their respective rooms, enjoyed refreshments, completely unconcerned about Mandel's sudden disappearance.
In their opinion, this younger brother, who was even more prominent than them before, would die outside today.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew in through the crack in the window, and the candle in Caroline's bedroom was extinguished at once, and suddenly the surroundings fell into darkness, and Caroline couldn't help but scream,
I saw a silver-white line vaguely visible in the moonlight, and she only felt a faint fear rise in her heart, and she suddenly found that she was surrounded by countless silver-white lines.
Before she could understand what was going on, those silver-white threads strangled her neck in just an instant, and gradually, Caroline only felt that it was difficult to breathe, her face turned from white to purple, and hot blood splattered up, and a skull suddenly splattered with blood, and Caroline's body fell straight backwards, and the blood dissolved
In Barlow's bedroom, there was bright red blood on the floor,
The maid brought black tea in her hand, and knocked on the door three times but no one came
responded, had to open the door and walked in, but was so shocked by the scene in front of him that his face turned pale and he sat back and fell to the ground, the teacup fell to the ground, and the originally exquisite teacup fell to pieces in an instant
Barlow was dead, his body split in half, blood pouring all over the place, and his intestines spilling all over the ground
Early the next morning
Mandel re-entered this mansion as the head of the Nyzworth family, in fact, he didn't believe that he could really be the head of the family At this time, Sherlock's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Your wish has come true, but your soul after death."
You can't enter heaven, you can only be taken to hell by demons, and you can't live forever. β
A nine-year-old girl who came out to play with her sister on her back, looked at a letter in her hand, which said "Esther Crofts", she couldn't resist her curiosity, received the letter in the morning, and sneaked out of the house before noon, and went all the way to the address provided in the letter to find this almost isolated castle, which was covered in the Clifford Forest, fifty meters from the cemetery, and was fully furnished, except that it had not been cleaned all year round, and was covered with spider silk and dust
The strange thing is that yesterday's coffin disappeared inexplicably today, but the ground where the coffin was placed was a "six-pointed star" magic array, this formation is a formation that represents the demon Satan in the legend and is also a formation in black magic In the dark, a man in black with an axe in his hand and a smiling mask on his face approached her step by step from behind, the axe was still dripping blood on the ground, Esther subconsciously looked back, her face showed a look of extreme fear, her face turned pale instantly, and she saw a white light flashing down, Her body was split in half, and before the frightened look on her face could be retracted, blood splattered, and the "Six-Pointed Star" magic array on the ground was stained bright red with blood.
Coincidentally, in the study of Commander Faulkner's mansion, Sherlock and Edwina also received a letter, and Edwina was wondering what was going on with the letter, when a strange-looking black arrow shot straight in from the window, shooting straight into Edwina's arrow
When he looked like he was about to stab her throat, he was cut off by a short blade and fell to the ground.
Edvina glanced at the wall piercing into her left with apprehension, the short blade engraved with "Contractor" on the hilt of the knife, and then looked at Sherlock, there were five short blades, and the other party carried them, he saved her again, Edwina picked up the half of the sharp arrow on the ground, and the word "thunder" was engraved on it
The so-called cultist who bought Yuna Clifford, it's just that he deceived Yuna, Fred Andrew is a magician, and his profession is a visionary, and he can't tolerate Yuna, an ordinary human, how can he help become a magician, even a fool knows
Before Edwina could think about it, her body suddenly hung in the air, and she was hugged by Sherlock, who was silent on the side, and jumped from the window, and before she could understand what was going on, the two of them had already landed firmly on the ground.
"Go...... Where to go?" Edvina only felt her legs shaking, she had never jumped from such a height in her life, it was comparable to bungee jumping.
Sherlock picked up the invitation in his hand and said, "I'll meet that guy in a moment." β
Edwina thought for a while before remembering something, and couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Fred?"
A clear smile tugged at Sherlock's lips, "yes." β
At half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the two had already arrived at the castle, Sherlock saw the skull engraved with the word "Xia" in the center of the castle, his eyes suddenly became cold, he wanted to know what Fred wanted to do, and repeatedly provoked, when he was a bully, suddenly, a black pistol from behind suddenly against his waist, for a moment he couldn't help but breathe, but there was no trace of fear on his fair and handsome face, some were just mockery and a trace of contempt:" No, Count Fort Heslett, you should be called a demonic contractor, you have more than enough. β
Sherlock looked at the sapphire on his left thumb, only to see that it shone beautifully in the light of the sun, and a mocking tone crossed his eyes: "Fred Andrew, the illusionist who pretends to be a member of the White Lotus Cult, if you continue to play this game, it will be boring." β
After speaking, he turned around and kicked directly on his heart, Fred didn't have time to guard for a while, the whole person was kicked backwards and flew out in an instant, breaking the fence behind him at once, it took a long time to get up from the ground with difficulty Fred raised the axe and slashed at Sherlock, just when the sharp blade was facing him, and he saw that he could be put to death, but he was violently blocked by Sherlock's long sword, and the axe suddenly took off his hand and flew out and fell to the ground, before he came back to his senses, I saw a flash of white light, the long sword in Sherlock's hand instantly cut off his right arm, blood splashed up, and the half of the arm flew out at once, and fell to the ground At this time, a thunderclap sounded, the sky was already rolling dark clouds, and a lightning bolt pierced the sky like an arrow, and then it rained heavily, and the blood on the long sword mixed with the rain dripped to the ground, and then disappeared Fred finally waited until this day to avenge his brother, how could he easily let go of the other party, He wanted to make Sherlock pay a very painful price for what he had done, he picked up the axe that fell to the ground, but this time it was rushing in the direction of Edwina, Edwina saw that the other party suddenly rushed towards him, Fred raised the axe high and was about to slash at himself, he was taken aback and before he could react, Sherlock had stopped in front of her for some time, and the axe turned into a long sword, which instantly pierced through his body, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword.
Edwina was shocked to the extreme for a moment, but her vision in front of her had become blurred, and tears were dripping from her eyes: "Xia ...... Sherlock"
Fred didn't expect an Edvina to be so important to the other party, but he didn't feel a long time before he felt a burst from his neck
In severe pain, Fred's head fell, rolling in muddy water, and the look of horror on his face didn't even have time to take it back, his body fell straight back to the ground, and the long sword reflected Sherlock's extremely cold face: "Slash." β