Chapter II Round tables
"The so-called justice is noble, but it is usually ethereal, the law is an adjunct of politics, you are just a detective, it is enough to find the truth, and the verdict is the power of the jury......" Magellan leaned against the cold stone steps and sighed, "The Sherlock Holmes I know will not join the hunters." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Yes, Holmes is by no means the kind of person who joins some underground organization because of justice," Watson miraculously pulled a tin flask from his bosom and took a sip, "The hunter told him that they had many, many unsolved unsolved cases, if Holmes joined......"
The air suddenly fell silent.
"I passed a very interesting ordeal and became a hunter," continued Holmes nonchalantly, "and then I thought everything was going to get back on track, but the hunters stopped me again. ”
"People who believe that Professor Moriarty should not be judged will not change their minds just because Holmes became a hunter. ”
"In the end, the debate focused on one point, whether the hunters should be called for a round table, and they spent a long time without coming to a conclusion. ”
"That's disappointing, isn't it?"
There was genuine disappointment in Magellan's tone, he had thought that such a disappointment would not happen in the organization that Holmes was willing to join.
"In any case, your presence is enough to put an end to this controversy, and the hunters believe you, Professor Magellan, that you can make the right judgment. ”
"I don't understand, why?"
Holmes shook his head silently.
"You are the most suitable person, and now, only you can guarantee that the fate of the dark world is on the right path. ”
A voice came from the heights of the theater, echoing through the middle of the amphitheater.
"Speak your mind, Magellan. ”
Another voice urged, and the person who spoke was hidden in the darkness, and no one knew where he was.
But his words represent the will of all hunters, and the invisible force in the air is expressing urging.
"Let's start the round table," Magellan said, standing up and stepping onto the stage, stopping in the middle, "the darkness never breaks." ”
The air froze, all sounds were locked in the air, and there was a dead silence in the darkness.
Then a voice rang out.
"As you wish. ”
The air began to flow, they converged in the same direction, and then a gust of wind appeared.
Magellan heard footsteps.
"Please leave with me, Mr. Magellan. ”
The man who had brought him here came behind him.
"Only hunters can participate in the round table. ”
Magellan nodded, then turned around.
"Hasn't anyone told you that it's rude to kick a guest away before a party, especially since you invited that guest. ”
The subtle power in the air begins to become dangerous, like a terrifying beast bowing its head and baring its teeth at you, even though nothing has happened, you will still know that you are in danger.
Magellan sneered and put his right hand on the hilt of his sword.
The power finally stopped hiding itself, and a terrifying force erupted, like a giant beast finally letting out a terrifying roar.
Then Magellan raised his sword, and the blade of the sea pierced the sky with the sound of the tide, and a golden color illuminated the darkness.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, the invisible force vanished.
"Please get out of here, an adult is waiting for you, Professor Magellan, who will tell you the answer you want. ”
The blade of the sea is gone.
"Let's go. ”
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"So, let's start the roundtable. ”
Magellan's back disappeared behind the door, and in the dark theater, the air began to flow again.
"Welcome, Moriarty. ”
On the stage, a light came on.
"Thank you. ”
A tall man stood in the midst of the pillar of light, tall with a long beard, neatly dressed and meticulous.
"I'm Moriarty. ”
"And another hunter, Sherlock Holmes. ”
Another pillar of light lit up, and Holmes slouched onto the stage, standing beside Professor Moriarty.
"Hello, Professor. ”
"Hello, Detective. ”
The two men's right hands were clasped together, and at this moment, they were like a man facing a mirror.
If it weren't for Professor Moriarty's beard and Sherlock Holmes's pipe, and without the difference between clothes and hats, the onlooker would have noticed that the two men were so similar.
The same tall, strong, systematically trained body, the same thin face, the gloomy hooked nose, and the unwavering gaze are as firm as steel.
Even the hands they held together were almost identical, slender, powerful, and steady.
"It's a hunter preparing to attack another hunter, and that's why this round table is here," the presiding officer's voice grew clear, "So, let's get started." ”
The sound didn't echo in the amphitheater for long, and then thirteen pillars of light lit up.
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No one knows how many roads a mouse has in this dark city that only it knows, but everyone knows that every mouse that lives in the dark has a path that belongs only to it.
Magellan followed the footsteps in the darkness and walked on a path that did not belong to him.
It was a dark enough path, dark enough to escape Magellan's eyes.
Finally, the footsteps stopped, and they reached the finish line.
"Please come in, Mr. Magellan. ”
It was a door hidden in the darkness, and on the other side of the door was a patch of light.
He stepped forward and stepped inside.
It's a small room, not traditional Bretanian, with a variety of exotic furniture and decorations piled together, looking a little cramped, but bright and comfortable.
"Welcome, Professor Magellan. ”
An old man smiled enthusiastically and walked over to Magellan and placed a cup of black tea on the table in front of him.
"Please be seated, I'm sorry to invite you at a time like this, but time waits for no one. ”
The old man sat comfortably on the sofa, smiled and picked up his cup and took a sip of hot tea.
"What's the matter?"
"Ah, of course," the old man seemed a little surprised by Magellan's directness, he paused for a moment, and then put down the cup in his hand, "Very urgent, but I still don't want to make an invitation at such a time, it's just that the hunter thinks that this is the way the dark world exists." ”
The old man shook his head as he spoke, apparently disapproving of this statement.
"Urgent?"
"An explorer presented half a nautical chart to the king of the world. ”
Magellan raised the cup on the table to hide the expression on his face.