"Is the price of this generation of Holmes using the MONOCULUS with life... You Holmes really torture yourselves from generation to generation. ”

Norman saw that part of Arris's hair had turned white, and he saw at a glance the cost of the MONOCULUS.

Sherlock Holmes has an extremely strong bloodline talent, and people in this vein are almost natural detectives, but the cost of using the MONOCULUS is different for each generation, some are big and some are small.

"Arris, how far has your MONOCULUS evolved?"

"It's the second stage."

Well? The second stage?

"If you want to see the record in that stele, you need at least the third stage of the magic eye, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Norman was well aware of what Joseph had done on the three steles.

Only those of the Sherlock Holmes lineage can see the records on the stele, and it takes the third stage or above to see it, and even he, a ghoul who has lived for more than two hundred years, cannot see the contents of the stele.

Joseph is also a super-level mage, although his combat power is not very strong, the magic array he has laid is not something that ordinary people can crack.

Or is it that Aris paid too much for her MONOCULUS in the second phase to rival the MONOCULUS in the third phase?

"I'm not sure, I didn't feel like I could see more until about a year ago, and I feel like I'm in the second stage when I combine the records."

The consumption of the MONOCULUS made it a little difficult for Aris to speak for a while, and it took a few breaths before she finished speaking.

But Arris's words made Norman's brow furrow even tighter.

Each generation of Sherlock Holmes lived only to be thirty-five years old, and even several generations died unexpectedly after leaving offspring.

There is only one Sherlock Holmes in each generation, which makes them pay great attention to the succession of the lineage.

The detection method of the evolution of the magic eye should also be passed down.

"Didn't your parents give you the inheritance?"

"I don't know who my parents are?" Aris shook his head and said softly.

"You don't know your parents? So how do you know you're Sherlock Holmes? ”

Hearing Norman's words, Aerys also began to recall the past, but she couldn't remember how she knew she was Sherlock Holmes.

It was as if someone had told her that the man.... Who is that person?

Arris's face gradually turned pale, and cold sweat left on his forehead. Seeing this, Alan quickly helped Aris to a stone pillar that had fallen to the ground, and let Aris rest down.

"It looks like your memories have been tampered with."

Norman saw that Aris's identity was not normal, and what had happened to the Sherlock Holmes line in the past hundred years.

Joseph, is that why you asked me to keep the legacy?

......

"Norman, you may not see me again this time."

"You only have two years left, Joseph, is there no way to break the curse of the Sherlock Holmes bloodline?" Looking at Joseph with an unconcerned face, Norman really couldn't understand why this man had been so optimistic.

"There's a way to untie it, but I'm too late, Norman."

Seeing Joseph suddenly become serious, Norman also snuffed out his cigarette.

He had known Joseph for twenty years, and the twenty years he had spent with him were far more wonderful than what he had experienced in the last hundred years.

In his memory, Joseph rarely showed such an expression, and Joseph, who was a natural optimist, faced it with a smile even in times of life and death crisis.

"Norman, after a while, you will never find me again, and you will not go to me, and you will not go to Calcis."

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"Why....."

Joseph took a golden pocket watch from his coat and handed it to Norman.

"I've put all the Sherlock Holmes legacy in it. Norman, in a hundred years, you're going to hand it over to the new Sherlock Holmes, and she'll be the key to everything. ”

Norman looked at the golden pocket watch in his hand, and felt more and more that Joseph was explaining the aftermath, but wasn't his daughter already two years old?

Why?

"You passed it on to me, so what about your daughter."

"Don't worry, I still have one here. Remember Norman, keep our agreement...."

.........

Norman walked to the stone pillar to the side and tapped his hand on the door at a particular frequency.

A stone box protruded from the pillar.

And in the stone box lies a golden pocket watch, even after a hundred years, that dazzling gold still exudes glory.

Norman took it out and gave it to Aris.

"This is what Joseph entrusted me to give you, and the inheritance of your lineage is in it."

Aris took the pocket watch, and she gently stroked the surface, from which she felt a sense of blood connection.

She opened the lid of her pocket watch, and the second hand inside was still turning. Even after 100 years, this pocket watch has not stopped the pace of time.

Suddenly, Aris felt a pain in his fingers, and then realized that the thumb of his right hand had been pricked by a needle sticking out of the pocket watch.

A drop of blood is sucked from the thumb by a needle, and the entire clock face is rendered in an emerald green, and the hour, minute, and second hands suddenly turn rapidly, gradually forming a black afterimage.

And the emerald green light is also more and more dazzling, and at this time, the time of the pocket watch stopped instantly, and the emerald green star was released from the pocket watch, outlining an emerald green figure in mid-air.

The two of them and the ghoul looked at the scene in front of them, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and the most surprised was Norman.

He hadn't seen this figure for a hundred years, but he would never forget it.

"Joseph...."

Hearing what Norman said, Arris and Alan also knew that this figure was Sherlock Holmes a hundred years ago.

Joseph Holmes!

The image of the emerald green man sensed their gaze, opened his emerald eyes, and looked over to Norman.

"Long time no see, Norman...."

"Joseph! You ........"

Norman looked at the familiar smile, tears unconsciously streaming down the corners of his eyes.

"I'm glad to see you're alive, Norman."

"I've kept my promise with you, Joseph."

"I've always believed in you, Norman. And you, are you the Sherlock Holmes of this generation? ”

When Aris saw the emerald figure looking at her, he rose from the collapsed stone pillar despite the pain.

"My name is Aris Holmes."

"Aris.. What a good name, but is this one next to you your brother or brother? ”

Seeing Joseph looking at him, Alan quickly tidied up his clothes and said nervously.

"You, you... Good! My name is Alan Winston and I'm Arris's partner. After saying that, Alan also bowed and bent down in respect.

"Huh? Someone from the Winston family? Have you ever heard the name Calcis? ”

"I heard that from Mr. Norman five minutes ago."

"Really... Then my reasoning back then was basically not wrong, and sure enough, the Winston family and the Twilight Sect were mixed up. ”

What! x3

Joseph's words exploded in Norman's minds like depth charges.

"Joseph! Were you framed by the Winston family and the Twilight Sect in the first place? And Calcis! The two of you... Why didn't you tell me in the first place! ”

Norman soon remembered why Joseph had disappeared, and a terrifying aura rose up in his rage, and the pebbles beside him began to tremble incessantly, and gradually floated.

"Norman, calm down! It's all in the past, and if you don't put away your momentum, Aris and they won't be able to stand it! ”

Hearing Joseph's words, Norman's eyes, which had been dyed black, returned to normal, and the blood lines on his body slowly faded.

At this time, the clothes on Aris and Allen were already soaked with cold sweat.

Norman's breath just now made them feel like they were at the bottom of the sea for a thousand meters, and the pressure squeezed in all directions made them almost out of breath.

Ha~ha~ha!

"Norman, after so many years, can you change your temper, and you use your power so much, aren't you afraid to speed up your limit."

"You're dead, and you're still so observant, Joseph."

"Hahaha, you don't look at what my name suffix is."

"Get down to business! Joseph, are you serious about what you just said? This is no joke! ”

Norman looked at Joseph with a serious face, although there were no forbidden spell mages in the Winston family, they were still a big family that had existed in the fog capital for more than two hundred years.

If the other party has a relationship with the Twilight Sect, then the purpose of the Twilight Sect is not so simple.

"Let's put it this way, there is someone in the Winston family who wants to conquer the entire Ying Kingdom, and for this reason that person wants to obtain the original King Arthur's King's Sword, but the King's Sword is now the core that seals the Lord of Dusk, so the seal must be broken to obtain the King's Sword."

Joseph looked at Aris and continued.

"When I was also investigating here, I realized that I was already in the 'abyss', and in the end, I was even involved in Calcis. Aris, you must get the thing I put in the church of St. Pitterburg, the MONOCULUS is the key to breaking the seal, and the MONOCULUS is also the key to repairing the seal. ”

Joseph looked at Norman again.

"Old friend, I want to ask you to protect Arris, I know that your current physical condition is no longer suitable for fierce combat, but this is my last request, please!"

Norman walked up to Joseph and said.

"How could I refuse an old friend's request!"

Then the two smiled, each stretched out their right fists to each other to "touch", for a hundred years, the friendship between the two has never faded, and it has continued across the long river of time to the present.

"I don't understand."

Aerys asked abruptly.

"Why is the Sherlock Holmes bloodline the key to breaking the seal, King Arthur has been more than a thousand years away from now, and it is almost impossible to see the solution through the magic eye for such a long time."

"It's normal that you don't know, after all, you haven't received the inheritance, the world only knows that the best Sherlock Holmes is Charlotte, but our lineage was not called Sherlock Holmes in the beginning."

Not called Sherlock Holmes?

This time, even Norman was curious, Joseph's ability to almost predict the future really shocked him, but could he really do this with "knowledge" and "Gusin's magic eye" alone?

Joseph looked at Arris, his eyes filled with pride that he had never seen before.

"The original source of the Sherlock Holmes lineage was Merlin Ambrosius."

Merlin!

This name is almost well-known in the Ying country, and it can be said that King Arthur was able to become the strongest person in the Ying country in that era and dominate the Ying country, and Merlin's role was indispensable.

Such a legendary magician would be the ancestor of Sherlock Holmes.

"After sealing the Lord of Dusk, the old ancestor Merlin noticed the existence of the Dusk Sect, and in order to ensure the firmness of the seal, the old ancestor of Merlin abandoned the surname Ambrosius and changed it to Sherlock Holmes, hiding it from the public."

"And the reason why our vein is the key to breaking the seal is that Merlin left his right eye in the core of the seal when he was sealing, so as to stabilize the seal with the King's Sword, but this also caused our vein to be cursed by the Lord of Dusk through Merlin's right eye, which is why Holmes can only live to be thirty-five years old."

"And what about the way to break the seal?"

"The way to break the seal is..."

Joseph, who was about to continue, suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Aris's state.

Arris, who originally exuded a calm aura, suddenly became full of evil.

"Arris?"

Even Alan sensed that something was wrong with Arris, and although his voice was still the same as usual, it was full of a sense of disregard for life.

"You're not Aris! Who are you! Why is it in Aris's body! ”

Joseph finally realized at this moment that the person who now dominated Aris's body was no longer Aris, but another soul had taken possession of it.

"I didn't expect to come back to such a place this time, and I didn't expect to hear such critical information, so I can renegotiate the conditions with the old woman."

"Arris's" voice is no longer a female voice at this moment, but a deep voice like an elegant gentleman.

"Alan! Come to me, don't come near 'Aris'! ”

Norman suddenly shouted at Allen.

But Alan couldn't listen to Norman's words at all, he didn't know what happened to Arris, but he only knew one thing now.

That is, Aris is in danger!

Tut! This kid!

Seeing Allen's eyes, Norman guessed what the kid wanted to do next.

In the next moment, Eren decisively pulled out Meriaduk, and the sword body was filled with red light, and it crackled towards 'Aris'!

"Get the hell out of Aris's body!"

A sucker!

Norman saw Allen's stance, grabbed Allen as fast as he could, and pulled him away.

But "Arris" was faster, and when Eren was pulled away, a red light instantly crossed his abdomen.

"Soon, Norman, after so many years, I didn't expect your strength to be decreasing."

"Arris" looked at the rescued Alan, who was now clutching his abdomen and half-squatting on the ground in pain. Blood kept pouring from between his fingers.

"Jack! I killed you back then! Why are you here! ”

Norman looked at "Arris" with great anger, and he couldn't forget that voice no matter how much time had passed.

The person who now occupies the body of "Arris" is none other than the dream demon - Jack the Ripper who once shrouded the fog capital!