"That's our perspective." Ebony seemed to see Mycroft's uncertainty at the moment, and said quietly, "This is a power that comes from the depths of our lives, we call it Eagle Eye, this is the sixth sense in addition to the five senses, which can show you the way." ”

After a pause, he looked at Sherlock, "The Monique family has Burgundian blood, the mythical land of fog called the Nibelungen. This is a special bloodline with magic, so the Hawkeye you awaken is also the most powerful, and because of this bloodline, in Hawkeye's perspective, you are very different. ”

"In your eyes, we're just two people walking down the street with crowns on our heads and no clothes?" McCroft laughed to himself.

Ebony nodded undeniably, "There is actually not a lot of Burgundian blood, and the reason why you are so special may be because your origin comes from the royal family of Burgundy. ”

"What are you talking about?" Sherlock looked at Mycroft and Ebony, his eyes full of doubt.

He didn't like the feeling of being left behind.

He didn't hesitate, but also walked to the basin in the middle, and involuntarily picked up the bowl placed on the other side and directly scooped it up and drank it all in one gulp.

Within a few minutes, he was frozen in place like Mycroft.

I don't know how long later, he opened his eyes again, and the same golden light flashed in his eyes.

He looked around in some surprise, then raised his hands again, his eyes shining with excitement.

"This thing"

"If this thing is used to investigate the case, it will be much more convenient." McCroft took over.

"Not only." Eboni said calmly, "Everyone's eagle eye has some subtle differences, although they can guide the direction and distinguish between friend and foe, but some can even distinguish between good and evil. Some are so powerful that you can even see footprints, marks, and even smells. ”

"Smells can also be seen"? McCroft said with a strange look on his face.

"Not looking, to be exact." Ebony explains, "Eagle Eye is not exactly an eye, but a sixth sense, a sense that allows you to perceive emotions and intentions. ”

Another attempt by McCroft turned on Hawkeye.

In the dimness, he focused his attention on the ground, and faintly, he actually saw some black footprints looming. He could even feel the distance of time that had left these footprints.

Then, he saw some black "mist" swirling.

That's the "smell," McCroft thought.

It seems that he has just opened Hawkeye, and he is not used to it, and he feels a kind of dizziness, so he quickly retracts Hawkeye.

But even so, the excitement in his heart did not subside much.

"We can identify targets, track them, and track them back, no wonder we have sent so many people to investigate you, but it is difficult to find the slightest trace." Sherlock muttered softly, "No wonder our people disappeared as soon as they entered the city. ”

Ebony looked at Sherlock, "When you entered Europe and tried to investigate the Brotherhood, we were actually aware of it. ”

After a pause, he added, "The people you sent here are actually alive and well. You can take it at any time. ”

Sherlock raised an eyebrow at Ebony.

"I've been waiting for you here ever since." Eboni said in a deep voice.

Mycroft looked at Sherlock playfully, "Your actions are completely under their control. ”

"If they didn't have this ability to cheat, they wouldn't have found me." Sherlock said displeasedly.

"Tell the truth." Ebony looked at Mycroft with interest, "How can you be sure that I won't harm you?" ”

"If you want to kill me, it's a matter of moments." Mycroft said calmly, "If you want to control me, the forces behind me will soon be discerned. ”

After a pause, he said, "Besides, I think it always takes some adventure to get the truth, right?" ”

Ebony stared at Mycroft silently, his eyes shining with excitement, "You're the best person I've ever found!" ”

Mycroft raised his head slightly, he had noticed it from the time he had just entered the town.

The members of these Brotherhoods discovered their existence almost instantly, and it was very easy to kill them with their abilities.

It was clear that there was something he wanted to talk to them about, so Mycroft chose to reach out to them directly.

Now the person in front of him is saying everything, and he has helped them awaken this ability, obviously asking for them.

So when he heard Ebony say this, McCroft was not surprised.

"What do you want us to do?" McCroft said.

McCroft did not answer directly, he walked over to the basin, closed the lid that had been placed next to the basin, and replied in response to the question.

"This is a special potion left by the mentor, which was taught to him by the great mentor.

It allows one to trace back to the source of the bloodline, to feel what the ancestors have experienced, and to awaken to the power that belongs to Assasin.

Without this potion, it would be very difficult for a person to awaken Hawkeye.

In the past, it was all guided by the guru. ”

Ebony looked at Mycroft, "Do you know how important a mentor is to us?" ”

Mycroft nodded, and in that memory, he intuitively felt the power and wisdom of his own ancestor named Heilang.

And so, after his death, the Brotherhood never chose a person who could really guide us again, so there was some division within it, and it remained in a unique structure without a leader and without interference.

This kind of structure will eventually be problematic in the future, and I have a hunch that the world will be completely different in the near future.

We must muster the strength of the Brotherhood to meet the changes ahead.

But until then, we need a leader. ”

Ebony looked at Mycroft.

"A leader who can take the Brotherhood in the right direction."

Mycroft narrowed his eyes slightly, "Let me be your leader?" ”

Truth be told, his original plan was to investigate the mysterious magician.

What happened today was completely unexpected, but it made sense.

"Are you sure they'll listen to me?"

"I looked into you." Ebony said, "Mycrof Holmes." ”

There was a twinkle in his eyes, "Even when your brother came to Europe to investigate us, we were investigating you. Your reputation in the underground world over the years is not small."

Mycroft shrugged, "Just for the people." ”

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "In Britannia, there are also your people?" ”

"Not much." "However, it is possible to find out something about you." I am amazed by the way you deal with those terrorist groups. ”

"In today's world, you're never going to be able to do it by just relying on madness." McCroft said disapprerovingly.

Ebony smiled, "There's no doubt about your abilities. And as for whether they can convince you. The mere fact that you're from the Monique family is actually enough, and your bloodline will give you a lot of potential.

The prestige left by the mentor will be of great help to you.

The Brotherhood actually believes in bloodlines. ”

McCroft didn't answer.

Eboni closed his eyes, his cheeks slightly raised, and a smile appeared.

"Are you sure you're not impressed? The Brotherhood has been in Europe for hundreds of years, whether it's Asia or Europe or your Britannia, there are our people, and it's bigger, maybe than you can imagine. ”

"But it takes a lot of effort to integrate." Sherlock touched his chin and said.

But Mycroft's expression was very calm, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Ebony, and raised his head slightly, his tone calm and proud.

"Are you. What was misunderstood? (End of chapter)