In this rotten era, there is a bullying in any industry, from Cinderella marrying into a noble family, to the birth of a child, then to violence in schools, to industry repression, and even in the military, it has become a well-known tradition for veterans to dismount recruits.

So it makes sense for Sherlock and Watson to carry out a bullying activity in this barracks, as for the target of bullying is a divine servant, but the identity of a divine servant, if you admit that he is, he is, and if you don't recognize him, then he is just a disabled person whose self-care ability is problematic.

This is the medical team in the war zone, and the doctors do not listen to the orders of the front-line officers, they only follow the instructions of Miss Nightingale; Captain Millsap had a good relationship with Sherlock, and all of his soldiers regarded Sherlock as a hero in some way; Major General Ulysses disliked Sherlock very much, but his attitude towards the servant of God was even more disgusting; In this way, in fact, the entire marching team has formed a completely closed network of relationships.

And those few divine servants in this net, it can be said that they have no support, they have no relatives, they call the heavens and the earth unhealthy, just like those normal people who are imprisoned in a mental hospital.

Sherlock pushed open the door to the barracks. As soon as he walked out, he saw several veterans standing at the door, as well as a large number of soldiers in front of him, gathered at the door one by one, but they were stopped by those veterans, and no one dared to break in.

Seeing Sherlock come out, several veterans just glanced at him obliquely, didn't say hello, and didn't say anything verbal. As I said before, these veterans don't have a good relationship with Sherlock.

As for the large number of soldiers in front of them, they all looked nervous, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Holmes, how are the divine servants inside?" ”

I was terrified to ask this question, for fear of hearing some answers that I couldn't accept.

Fortunately, Sherlock just waved his hand very casually: "Relax, I'm an emotionally stable person, I just went in and talked to them, I'm not crazy, do you think I'm going to fight those honorable divine servants?" ”

Although the meaning of this is to comfort the soldier in front of him, but I don't know why, it sounds like it has no effect at all, but it makes people even more worried. Just now you almost slapped an ascetic to death, and now you say that you are emotionally stable, who would believe it.

Just then suddenly!

"Uhhh——————h

An extremely terrible scream came out of the door behind him, just like killing a pig, but before he could scream for a few seconds, he suddenly rattled, as if he was roughly choked by something, and the sound was forcibly blocked, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

The faces of the soldiers in front of them became very panicked, and they hurriedly asked in a panic, "What is the sound?" ”

"Huh? Sound? Sherlock blinked his eyes and looked around suspiciously, "I didn't hear any sound." ”

After speaking, he also looked at the veterans next to him: "Did you hear that?" ”

The veterans' faces were extremely embarrassed, but they hesitated for a while, shook their heads, and said extremely unhappily: "I didn't hear it!" ”

"You didn't see it, there was no sound at all, you heard it wrong." He explained very sincerely to the large number of soldiers in front of him.

The voice did not fall

"Ahhh————————hhh

Another more miserable and depressing voice came to mind.

Sherlock scratched his chin, then turned around and shook the door of the barracks behind him, as if trying to close it tightly.

This kind of action really made people even more frightened, and a soldier who had also written the "Guide to the Control of Wild Demons" under Sherlock before, was considered familiar, so he mustered up the courage to remind: "The status of the servants of the gods is noble. I can understand why you don't like them, these people do behave like some bastards, but after all, they brought the Holy Light with them, if you go too far, it will be difficult to end it, if you can't end it, then today's incident will spread and it will have a great psychological impact on the soldiers on the front line, so."

Before the man could finish speaking, Sherlock smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry, I said, I'm a very stable person, oh the person in it is my partner, called Watson, very good at talking to people, if it goes well, I believe that under his careful persuasion, those divine servants will soon make a decision that makes the entire expeditionary force extremely excited."

In this atmosphere, how strange Sherlock's words sounded, so that several people who had crossed paths with him couldn't help but want to come forward and persuade him to stop, there are all military people outside, and when the time comes, the chief will blame him, are you really not afraid of being burned alive?

Before he could speak, he heard a very soft sound of the door shaft rubbing.

The door to the barracks behind him was pushed open again.

Then a man in a straight suit walked out, a temperament and beautiful clothes and this new army team looks a little incompatible, but there is not abrupt, at this time, he walked into the cold wind, slightly squinted glasses with a smile, obviously the temperature is very low, but he is flushed, in a very good mood with a white handkerchief to wipe his fingers, occasionally a gust of wind blows, it seems to be able to see that under the cover of the handkerchief, there are some bright red traces, the person who sees is panicked.

After seeing so many people at the door, he smiled even more happily, carefully folded the handkerchief, put it in his pocket, and then said hello very elegantly:

"So everyone is still there. That's right, I had a good conversation with a few Divine Servants just now, and they have an important decision to announce. ”

As he spoke, he got out of the way, and from the barracks, a rickety body slowly walked out, his back was bent almost 90 degrees, his face was pale, and his eyes also revealed an extremely obvious look of fear, and the golden robe on his body was still luxurious, but he could feel that the body wrapped inside was trembling violently.

Seeing that the servant had not spoken for a long time after coming out, Watson put his hand on his shoulder very gentlemanly and comforted him kindly:

"Don't be afraid, just say what you think in your heart, these people are all faithful believers in the Light, and no one will force you, let alone hurt you."

The moment his hand touched the other party's body, everyone saw the leg of the divine servant, and suddenly went limp, so that he didn't fall to the ground, but fortunately, because of his strength, or some kind of extreme fear, he instantly straightened his legs again like a spasm:

"On behalf of all the servants of the gods who have come to the front line this time, I declare that in order for the human expedition to proceed more smoothly, in order to manifest the greatness of the Holy Light, and to close the gates of hell.

We will abandon this safe but long journey to bring the Light directly to the front lines of the expedition.

We will fight the demons together with the soldiers of the Empire!! ”

The servant said, his voice trembling, and when he said the last sentence, it was almost as if he were screaming.

The imperial soldiers in front of them widened their eyes one by one, and even the veterans who blocked the door were dumbfounded, and the cigarette butts in their mouths fell to the ground, and they didn't have time to pick them up.

Only Sherlock nodded with satisfaction, like a teacher who heard the sound of elementary school students reciting texts, very relieved, while Watson took his hand away from the other party's shoulder in a friendly way, and said with a smile: "Well, that's right, let's go back." ”

When the divine servant heard this, he didn't even raise his head, and immediately turned around tremblingly, and disappeared into the barracks like a fled.

"These divine servants can really be called physically disabled, and they resolutely asked to go to the front line, which is worthy of admiration." Sherlock muttered to himself earnestly, then raised his head and looked at the group of soldiers in front of him who had not yet recovered their senses: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and tell your commander about this." ”

"Okay."

Only then did a few soldiers react, although they were full of apprehension and anxiety, but they still hurriedly dispersed, and when they left, the veterans who blocked the door also looked at Sherlock meaningfully, and finally put on an uncle-like expression, and said very reluctantly: "Good job." ”

After saying that, he also left. Only Sherlock and Watson were left, and they looked at each other and smiled, and then looked at the vast blue and black starry sky overhead, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

In this way, this matter immediately spread at a speed that was not quite right, and all the major theaters received reports that the servants volunteered to join the most dangerous and fierce advance army, which was undoubtedly the strongest stimulant, and the army of the entire 404 theater will also go straight to the front of this expedition at the fastest speed, of course, the front-line medical team led by Nightingale will naturally go all the way south.

In fact, speaking of which, this incident happened suddenly, if a discerning person looks at it, it is easy to find out the strangeness in it, but the entire front-line military region selectively ignores this strangeness, and the request of the [Divine Servant to give up the safe marching route] has been unimpeded, and has been directly appreciated and affirmed by General Patton, and the morale of the Human Expeditionary Force has also been unprecedentedly encouraged, and there are even some rumors that have come out of nowhere, saying that the military must not only contact this group of Divine Servants, next, There will also be many servants who will be sent to the most dangerous areas of the front line one after another.

However, this kind of thing can still be fooled by the soldiers who stay on the front line all the year round and don't know the internal situation of the empire, but for Nightingale, it is certainly not so easy to believe, a few days later, in a makeshift barracks, Nightingale opened a can, filled some of it herself, and handed the rest to Watson in front of him.

"It's your share." Watson took the can with both hands and stayed with the girl in front of him for so long, but he still habitually used the honorific title.

"I have a special constitution and don't need too much food, so you need calories more than me, it's not that I'm polite to you, it's just that the taste of these cans is really not good."

Nightingale said with a smile.

In fact, if Sherlock was also here, he would immediately know that the girl was just looking for a reason to make Watson eat with some peace of mind, because the girl had never been sensitive to taste.

Broke some bread and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then drank a little coffee: "Actually, I know that the matter of the divine servant asking to join the advance army was made by you and Sherlock, right?" ”

Watson, of course, wouldn't deceive Nightingale, so he nodded in affirmation.

The girl picked up her coffee, and the battlefield life during this period of time seemed to make her much more mature, and looking at the snow outside the barracks, she replied softly:

"Why are you messing around with that guy Sherlock, those people are all divine servants, Lord Dante has personally seen Sherlock, and the Pope also has a relationship with him, of course he is not afraid of anything, but you are different, I know that you are also very strong, but in this world, a person's strength does not make you fearless, what if the Temple of Light really finds out about your actions and blames it?"

Watson ate the canned food in front of him, it seemed that no matter what the scene, he always maintained a demeanor, and he also knew that Nightingale cared about him from the bottom of his heart, so there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't mess with Sherlock, I really thought they should. Although I am a medical worker, I used to be a soldier, since the whole human race is cheering for this expedition, how much energy countless scientific researchers have put in the rear, even the poorest people are willing to pay taxes for these soldiers, and they are all squandering their lives on the battlefield, so why should the servants of the gods wander slowly and leisurely in the safety of the rear. ”

Nightingale listened in silence, her frowning brows already a little worried: "I know you're right, but. . . Aren't you afraid that the wrath of the Temple of Light will be put to death? ”

"People always have to die, in fact, I couldn't find the meaning of life when I was very young, otherwise I wouldn't have joined the army, and after I was tired of the battlefield, my life was actually to see if there were more beautiful things in this world.

Now, I can be by your side and eat the food you have given me, and I am very satisfied.

As for death."

Watson smiled casually, and if it were in front of anyone, his smile would be charming enough:

"Don't forget, I'm also one of those released from the blood prison and I'm not so easy to kill, and even, if I feel the need to do so, I can kill most of the people I feel it's necessary to die.

Actually, I'll tell you the truth, I don't like some humans more than demons, because the killing of demons is nature, and the fight between them and humans is irreconcilable, but some people's behavior. Much uglier than demons. ”

Watson's smile was so infectious, Nightingale was still leaning against the wall, and she saw the stars outside the window forming a brilliant ribbon, colorful and shining, spreading into the distance.

After a long silence.

"You're right."

She nodded and said.

(End of chapter)