Sherlock Holmes

"After spending so many years on the front line, being held in the hands of my superiors every day, and spending the tax dollars of billions of citizens of the empire, I have developed such a little ability?"

Sherlock said coldly to a soldier who had fainted and just woke up:

"To be honest with you, I don't care if you can pass these tests, or if you can write a set of practical teaching materials.

I just feel sad for the citizens of the Empire.

If they knew that the Crusaders they had high hopes for were actually a group of noble young men who could not endure any hardship, then I really don’t know if they would regret it when they worshiped in the church and feel that the property they had donated was not worth it. It's better to save it and buy a decent skirt for your old sweetheart.

At least in the rice fields, skirts are much more convenient than pants. "

Sherlock's words were like a lump of mud filled with humiliation, stuck firmly on the face of the soldier in front of him.

The man's fists were clenched tightly and his face was pale. Under the extreme mental exertion, fine beads of sweat were exuding all over his body. If someone spoke to him in this tone elsewhere, he would also insult the empire. Crusader, then this soldier is likely to slap the opponent in the face, and then continue to slap him until the opponent's mouth is full of teeth and his ears are filled with blood.

However, the bastard in front of him is the person in charge of this operation. At least on this airship, he is considered his commander, so as a soldier, he cannot use force against him.

"Mr. Holmes, as an imperial soldier, I cannot tolerate what you just said. Please take back your words and apologize to the soldiers of the Crusaders."

He endured the dizziness that lingered in his mind and said extremely solemnly.

However, Sherlock was only slightly startled, and then suddenly realized:

"Oh, by the way, you are the elites who have gone through layers of screening and finally stood out. Then I should really take back what I just said, because the Crusaders are not all idiots like you who only want to enjoy happiness. They are not as good as you."

Most of the time, Sherlock doesn't like to attack others with words because he feels that the lethality is too low.

But that doesn't mean he's bad at hurting others.

"Don't look at me with that murderous look in your eyes.

If you want to prove that you are still useful, then stand up quickly and continue your test.

Didn't you say on the first day that you dreamed of becoming a contractor?

Can't stand it now?

Your dream seems to be less valuable than the prostitution money of those women in the tavern alley. "

He said extremely ruthlessly, and ignored the other party's extremely angry gaze.

A whole week has passed. During this week, these people have experienced rigorous training that is almost hellish.

But whether they admit it or not, in this week, they have indeed made extremely obvious progress in controlling demons. The demons that originally had no contact with them are now able to accept their orders slightly, and even a few guys , can control small demons to perform simple actions such as running and jumping.

From this point of view, the training arranged by this person named Sherlock has indeed played an extremely efficient role.

But everyone has dignity and blood, not to mention the iron-blooded warriors who have gone through life and death! During this week, in addition to hard training, they also had to endure the cynicism and sometimes direct insults from the guy in front of them.

This has brought the anger of this group of people to a climax.

"Mr. Holmes, based on the analysis of the soul visual device data released on the front line, it takes at least seven months for a person to contract a devil. And now, just seven days have passed, and we have already achieved something.

This is of course directly related to the training method you give.

But we also put in a lot of effort.

So what you have been saying and doing are really too harsh. "

The burly Crusader soldier was the most courageous person during this week, because he would express his dissatisfaction almost every time.

Of course, Sherlock never changed his harsh, even abusive behavior.

"Harsh? Haha, did you misunderstand something?" Sherlock smiled and said: "It's only been a week since I just established a contract connection with a wild demon. Do you think this is a very good achievement?

I went to the slums, and for five pounds a week, those street gangsters could make the devil perform backflips live! "

People in the conference room had been hearing this kind of humiliation for several days, but they still couldn't get used to it. So, someone stood up with obvious doubts and asked gloomily:

"Well, Mr. Holmes, since you always say that our progress is too slow and we are not working hard enough, can I take the liberty to ask if you have actually used this machine? If you have, then you can do it as quickly as possible." How long does it take to form a pact with a wild demon?”

"Of course I have."

Sherlock replied, in fact, he has not only used it, but he should be considered the most efficient person in the entire empire to use this machine per unit of time.

Not even the maker of this machine, Professor Charles Darwin, could compare with him.

"As for the fastest?"

Sherlock thought for a moment: "It should be about two hours."

He stated a time that was barely within acceptable limits.

two hours

But in fact, if it is a first-level little devil with extremely low intelligence attribute, Sherlock can kill it within 15 minutes. Of course, this is only when he uses this machine and not his own contract In the case of tentacles.

If he used those small tentacles, Sherlock would only need 1 minute to take possession of a demon.

However, even with this thoughtful and extremely humble and cautious answer, the entire conference room fell into silence for an instant!

No one thought that this hateful guy in front of them had actually used this machine! !

Because he said that he is a second-level contractor. In this case, he must already have a contracted demon, so it is absolutely impossible for him to use this machine to form a contract with a wild demon.

Although the soul visual device can break the iron law that "one person can only own one contracted creature" to a certain extent, two contracted demons are enough to make anyone's brain burn out!

Not only that, this guy actually said that he could complete a contract within two hours?

Finally, one person couldn't stand the torture and humiliation of these days, coupled with the other party's bragging. He stood up and questioned loudly with anger:

"Please forgive my abruptness, but Mr. Sherlock, I think you are insulting our intelligence!

If you have really used this machine and successfully formed a contract with a wild demon, could you please summon those two demons here? "

Sherlock didn't say a word, but glanced sideways at the soldier who stood up in front of him:

"No. I have no obligation to fill in your ignorance, and you are not qualified to ask me to prove anything for you."

His response was obviously a false evasion in the eyes of others, so as soon as he said this, the soldier immediately seemed to have grabbed a cowardly tail:

"Then Mr. Holmes, if we meet your requirements when the airship reaches Redker Strait, and we really find a more suitable method of contracting with wild devils.

I don’t know. Do you have the qualifications to prove that you are not a liar who can only brag but have no real materials? "

(It’s just a little bit of a break these two days. When we arrive at the front line in a few days, there will be another big plot. Please vote, thank you~)