At 10 a.m., the sun finally climbed over the dome of the church and poured into the garden behind it.

Moriarty stood in front of the window, waiting for the rare light to envelop him in the holy city of Jerusalem, and the light never had to wait, because it was shining with brilliant light at all times and places, from the statue of the sunflower at the top of the church, from the emblem on the chest of the choir, from the sanctuary dedicated at the priesthood.

The Holy City is like an unextinguishing lamp in this world, leading mankind to survive tenaciously in desperate situations.

But Moriarty discovered from an early age that if he stayed in the light for a long time, it would be pitch black when he looked away.

From a medical point of view, this is because of the self-protection mechanism of the human eye.

But if you look at it from other perspectives, it seems to have some other subtle meanings.

In short, when he was young, he occasionally couldn't distinguish between light and dark, until the people around him kept instilling the meaning of these words into him, and he finally reluctantly made it clear.

And a few years ago, he seemed to be a little indistinguishable because of something.

Squeak ————

The soft sound of the door being pushed open, Moriarty knew, it was his maid, Moran.

"Mr. Moriarty. Sorry, still no clues have been found for the intruder. The maid lowered her head and said, "But a second-order priest has been urgently dispatched from the nearest diocese, he can smell the residual dangerous smell in the space, and it is certain that the intruder does not have any thoughts against you, it should be a means of some force trying to get your attention, as you say." ”

Moran only said this, because they can only find out these things for the time being, and the big people do things, and they rarely leave too obvious traces.

"The security team has been contacted, and the entire British Library was monitored an hour ago, and if that intruder reappears, it will be impossible to fly." Seeing that the man in front of the window did not speak, Moran thought that the other party was still unhappy with what happened last night, so he immediately added.

But.

"No need." Moriarty said lightly: "Since it has been determined that the other party has no hostile intentions, let's withdraw all the people nearby." Whoever did such a thing, I think the words left last night were enough to make them realize their problems.

Oh, and by the way, there's no need to call that person an 'intruder'. That room doesn't belong to any one person. ”

"But. . . Always keep some security behind, your safety is more important than anything else."

Moran tried her best to make her tone look like a humble suggestion, but the thought that His Highness had spent five hours in an unsafe place made her back break out in a cold sweat again.

"Haha, there's no need, those guys are checking around, but it's not clean, besides, even if it's really dangerous, it's not enough to have you around," Moriarty said with a smile.

A few very simple words made the maiden servant in front of the door stiffen all over, and her breathing was almost short.

"Oh, and I remember telling you not to feel like I'm superior to anyone else, and while that's true to some extent, we can't take it personally.

The existence of the Holy See comes from the desire of human beings for survival, from the Holy Light, and from the demons, so the Holy See and the demons can be regarded as a symbiotic relationship.

If the gates of hell are not closed, then humanity will eventually perish and the Holy See will cease to exist.

But if the gates of hell are closed, humanity will not allow the Light to continue, because we will always be insecure creatures, and our nature will naturally make us resist everything we cannot control.

This is not a solid regular triangle, but a circular pull in different directions. As long as a small link collapses, then humanity will fall directly into the abyss of no return. ”

If this sentence was said from the mouth of any one person, it would be a heinous crime, but it came from the mouth of the Holy Son, so after hearing this, the girl did not dare to speak, but nodded quietly.

Followed by

"Of course. I'm not going to let that happen. ”

Moriarty casually added.

The maiden servant subconsciously raised her head and saw the young man bathed in shallow light, only to feel that her heart was slammed by something.

For no reason to think of their own masters. I guess I'm tired.

So, she said with some uncertainty:

"Three hours ago, Mr. Franklin gave a lecture in the old diocese of Nishizawa on the application of new plans for electricity, and I heard that the response was very good, and there was a strong interest from the financial community in the double digits, do you want to listen to it?"

As soon as he heard the name Franklin, there seemed to be a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the man in front of the window.

But in an instant, it was hidden.

"The promotion of new energy is not a simple matter, steam has firmly bound the entire empire, and one or two successful speeches or experiments cannot shake the inherent cognition of centuries." He said lightly: "I'm a little tired today, sort out the main content of the speech, and I'll find time to read it again." ”

Moran heard the meaning that the master wanted to rest, and his mood seemed to be much better all of a sudden, and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay master, then what time do you need me to wake you up?" ”

"It's 11 o'clock tonight."

Moriarty whispered that he still had to face the book tonight, and though he knew he would experience that excruciating pain again, he was a man who would almost never give up.

At the same time, he subconsciously thought of the corner of the page that had been deliberately bent.

smiled helplessly.

I don't know who came up with this attention, whether it's intentional or stupid, but I have to say that I was really surprised for a while.

So in a way, that's what it counts. I guess I got my attention.

(End of chapter)