This experiment??

Which experiment??

None of the people in the conference room seemed to understand the meaning of Professor George's words, and from the context, could it be that bastard guy named Sherlock had single-handedly propped up the entire [Wild Demon Controllable Experiment]?

Of course, this is impossible, after all, such a magnificent and vast experiment in the history of mankind cannot be succeeded by one person alone, and this must be the final result of thousands of imperial talents who have gone through thousands of difficulties and dangers.

However, this group of people did not know what kind of twists and turns they had experienced in this whole matter, and they did not know what kind of central role Sherlock played in this matter, because it involved a series of anti-human operations by Augustine the Great, so in a short period of time, no one dared to inform the world about this matter without authorization.

George. Romanes didn't dare to reveal more, he just saw the bewildered expressions of the people in front of him, and continued to emphasize mysteriously:

"In short, Mr. Holmes was brought in by the government with great effort, and he is the most competent man in the whole empire.

I hope you will cherish this opportunity and ask him for advice.

This is the most precious treasure of your life for each and every one of you. ”

After saying that, old George smiled with great satisfaction, as if as long as that Sherlock got on this airship, it would make him extremely relieved, and then he made a 'try' gesture to the people in the room, and turned away.

Only this room of people was left, and they were shocked by each other, and there were doubts between their eyebrows.

soon

"Heh, I can hear that the old professor wants to use this way to make us have some kind of convincing feeling of that guy." The burly Holy Cult Army soldier shook his head, and seemed to sigh helplessly at the old professor's remarks just now:

But he didn't think that even if he blew that guy out of his god, he was only a second-order contractor after all.

And he hasn't even been on the battlefield.

How could he possibly know what a terrible environment we found ourselves in on the battlefield?

What we need is to be able to lead our demons into battle like those powerful contractor warriors! Demons are used to fight and kill, and each demon must at least have the combat power of three full-quota armored combat vehicles, and a third-order demon may be comparable to a company! But that guy doesn't know how to fight at all, and since he doesn't know how to fight, he will only use this cramming method to forcibly make us a pair with a demon's brainwave.

So even if we succeed in the end, can we really take these demons into the battlefield? Can the method he came up with really adapt to the ever-changing battlefield of the environment?

To be honest, I still don't think he's worthy of the task.

This time, the Imperial Government chose the wrong person. ”

What this soldier said actually has obvious personal tendencies, but as I just said, these soldiers who have been on the front line for a long time have the most indelible worship of the strong, so people like Sherlock who have been staying in the hinterland of the empire naturally carry a weak label in their eyes.

This is an inherent habit of thinking in military personnel

Only the battlefield is the gathering place of the strong.

……

The airship was still swimming in a dense sea of clouds, looking out the window, full of the same references, and even Sherlock could not discern where he had sailed at this time.

In silence, he couldn't help but wonder again about the reason for going to the Redk Strait this time.

Obviously, the compilation of textbooks for the control of demons is not the only reason to drag yourself onto the airship, because it would be a better choice to arrange this kind of thing in the Academy of Life Sciences, where there are more complete facilities and more talents to call.

In fact, looking back on the two months before and after, he always had a doubt in his heart.

To put it more clearly, since the god-like old man appeared in the blood prison and had that simple conversation with him, he felt that there was a mystery haunting him.

Why did that old guy walk out of the small town where he had stayed for more than 30 years for himself?

Of course, theoretically speaking, it should be Moriarty who personally invited him as the Pope, so he got the opportunity to get out of the blood prison.

Seems reasonable.

But this should only be superficial.

Also, what the hell is Nightingale's contract demon? If judging by the old beggar's behavior, her demon may have an impact on the human race's counterattack on the Demon Gate, then the old beggar knows that there must be other people within the empire who know.

Whether it is the generals who have been on the front line for decades, or the scheming politicians in the ancient Roman legal city, or even the members of the Council of Elders, who seem to be old and stubborn, they are not fools.

So why didn't the group arrest Miss Nightingale?

Even, she was allowed to go to the front lines of the war?

This seems to contradict my own reasoning.

Well, standing in front of the window now, facing the endless sea of clouds outside, I must not be able to think of a reason, everything seems to have to go to the Antarctic permafrost where the three-hundred-year war was fought to find the answer.

In this case, Sherlock could only focus his thoughts on the present, and the thought of facing that group of people every day for the next half month made it a little headache.

Those people are all real talents who are proud of their respective fields, and he is a little detective in Lower London who doesn't even have a business license.

Now, I have to convince this group of people willingly, and I have no hesitation to do those tests for myself that seem to them to be difficult and ineffective.

No matter how you think about it, it's hard to do

In particular, the group of soldiers who were deployed from the front line had already developed a rebellious and violent atmosphere in the fighting, and if it weren't for the military order, it is estimated that last night, they would have been ready to beat themselves up and throw them out of the conference room.

In fact, if according to the respect of the soldiers for the strong, Sherlock wants to tell the glorious deeds of his past, and then smash this group of proud guys into dumb eyes, this is not to show off, but the most direct way to convince this group of people.

But on the contrary, few of the things I have done can really be said.

Thinking of this, Sherlock sighed weakly

"Do you have to use that vicious factory boss attitude towards low-level workers to point at the nose of these guys and insult and scold each other?"

Sherlock was a kind and law-abiding citizen, how could he do such a thing?

(End of chapter)