Sherlock Holmes

Just like how Franklin used Watson to trick Sherlock to the front line, this old boy always seems to have an aura of a polite scholar, as well as a shady tone hidden under this aura.

Sherlock would definitely not fight the current emperor.

But he clearly said on the phone that he would like to see if he had time to have a meal with him. It sounded as if he had been waiting for his visit.

As a result, when he arrived at the ancient Roman city, Sherlock discovered that this guy was not waiting for him at all. He was extremely busy all day long.

Instead, you need to wait for him.

The ancient Roman city of France, this city in the holy calendar and even in all human history, seems to have had a certain kingly temperament on a certain continent since ancient times, and one regime after another has been established here. , and countless brilliance has perished here. Under the changes of the times, the slightly weathered buildings, sand and gravel, mottled walls, and the buildings with extremely distinctive characteristics have all rendered this place a certain sense of power. A sense of majesty.

However, in Sherlock's senses, he only recalled the walls shattered by gunfire, the streets obscured by gunpowder smoke, the sirens constantly ringing in the sky, and the anxious and frightened guards at every intersection. .

Because he had been to the ancient Roman city of France once, and at that time, the entire city looked like this.

Well, well, it became like this because of his arrival.

Returning this time, he even felt a little embarrassed when he saw the streets and buildings that still had traces of repairs.

Under the leadership of the guards, Sherlock walked into the imperial emperor's official residence. Originally, this huge building was the home of successive emperors, but after Franklin came to power, more space here was used.

Today, this is the emperor's office, a complex place for meetings, resolutions, dinners, secret talks, and other matters.

This arrangement may be because Franklin, as a rigorous scientific researcher, felt uncomfortable looking at those useless but gorgeously decorated rooms.

It may also be because this arrangement can greatly reduce the distance and time spent running around the city.

Of course, it's also possible that he was just too lazy to move, so he just concentrated 80% of the work here.

Anyway, in Sherlock's opinion, this place was much more spacious and comfortable than before.

Stepping on the expensive blanket under his feet, he walked through the conference area and the restaurant where guests were entertained. In a room in the office area on the second floor, he finally saw Mr. Franklin, whom he had not seen for a long time.

At the first sight of him, Sherlock was sure that this guy's hairline had moved back a few inches. Some people wearing parliamentary robes kept saying this to him. Several officials walked past him. , bowed to him with great respect, but ruthlessly placed the documents in front of him. Mr. Franklin didn't say anything, and immediately picked up the documents to read, and recorded them with a pen.

In most people's opinion, an imperial emperor should be noble, enjoying the support of thousands of people in the empire, standing at the pinnacle of power, and enjoying endless resources. Such a person must live an extremely wonderful life.

But in fact, Moriarty once said that the more people stand at the top of society, the more tired they are. If one day in the future, there is such a person standing at the apex of the entire human race like a holy light, then he will To shoulder the responsibility of the entire human race, a normal person may not be able to endure that kind of life for a day.

Time passed by, and the fat middle-aged man in front of him finally finished reading the document in his hand, raised his head, and then saw Sherlock sitting across from him. An apologetic smile appeared on his face, saying that he was a little busy. But these are big things for the Empire, so please wait a moment.

Sherlock rolled his eyes angrily and thought, when you came to see me, didn't you know that you were going to be busy?

I also specifically said that you are busy with important things. Don’t I know that you are busy with important things?

In short, Sherlock began to wander impatiently in the emperor's official residence. Some people saw him, some responded with friendly politeness, and some were slightly surprised, but there must be people who can work in this place. A certain city.

Anyway, in this ancient building, Sherlock saw how a huge imperial authority operated. He saw countless people arguing in the huge conference room over the allocation of mining rights. , and even got into a fight. I saw that when the personnel of the propaganda department were dealing with the bombardment of reporters' public opinions, the team behind them was frantically writing manuscripts and speculating on the possible direction of public opinion for each issue. The changes in the frontline battle situation were quickly summarized, and then Sent to Mr. Franklin, the manuscript of the speech needs to be corrected by him personally, and the increase in taxes generated by war supplies needs to be controlled by him personally.

In this busy ancient building, Sherlock deeply felt what a busy day was.

Of course, this is still the most basic work, because documents are always dead. In addition, those businessmen, congressmen, and even those old men in the elders who have mental illness from time to time who do not know the depth of their hearts will cheer for you today and think about it tomorrow. People with different stances who want to nail you to the pillar of shame, radicals on the battlefield, old generals who have lost their soldiers, pressure from various aspects, although there are many officials to help share the pressure, in the end, these pressures will be poured out on the emperor on the body.

I don't know if I can see a lot of white hair hidden underneath if I peel back the bald hair.

Of course. Franklin was not a fool. On the contrary, he was a very smart man. Otherwise, he would not have been able to handle the affairs of the entire empire in such an orderly manner as a scientific researcher.

You know, this person had never been in contact with the imperial political circles a few years ago.

Therefore, he definitely didn't call himself here to cause trouble for him or waste his time.

Because he wants to stay here, stay in the emperor's palace, stay for a long time, let many, many people see him, and then after a busy day and everyone leaves, see that he is still here, with A king of an empire chats and talks.

In Sherlock's view, this overly obvious meaning is actually not difficult to understand. After all, the name [Sherlock Holmes] has now become a topic of conversation for countless people in the empire.

Finally, after the sun set, Sherlock was finally able to walk into his office. At this time, there were still some government officials around him, discussing some things. When he saw Sherlock walking over, he subconsciously stopped. However, Franklin waved his hand and signaled them to continue. This kind of casual discussion of national affairs next to a civilian is very unruly, but it can clearly show that I, Emperor Franklin, believe that the people around me this person.

Finally, after the last official left the official residence, the fat middle-aged man in front of him slowly exhaled and leaned on the chair behind him. The fatigue all over his body was released at this moment, which seemed to make him feel relieved. A lot older.

A tall, thin old butler seemed to have picked the right time and brought a cup of brewed coffee to the table, and then quietly retreated without saying a word or even looking up at Sherlock. , fully demonstrating the duties of a housekeeper.

That is, when you are needed, you have to stand up. When you are not needed, you'd better become a wisp of air.

Franklin took a sip of the black liquid in the cup, rested for a while, and seemed to have regained some energy. He turned his gaze to Sherlock and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry that I kept you waiting for this meal. a couple of hours."

Sherlock lights up a cigarette

This is the palace where the emperor lives. Even the most seasoned chain smoker has to suppress his addiction in this place. But Sherlock didn't care at all, and he was still looking at the people in the seats with half his eyes. He said angrily: "Anyway, everyone has left, why are you still pretending now? I have acted, and everyone who should see me has also seen it. If you have anything to do, just tell me quickly.

Oh, you said eating. I did. "

The table in front of me is gorgeous enough, and in a historical sense, many empire kings, or even the overlord of a certain country before the Holy Calendar, may have eaten at this table.

But no matter what, the actual purpose of the dining table is to provide a place for the dishes and chopsticks to visit.

Moreover, the food on the table at this time is indeed not delicacies, or even exquisite.

Just some bread, broth, and washed vegetables.

Compared with the surrounding carpets and the chandelier overhead, it seemed a bit out of place.

However, both Sherlock and Mr. Franklin enjoyed the meal. The bread was solid enough, and there were a lot of chili peppers in the soup. The vegetables that had not been cooked in any way and were just washed with cold water were also delicious and relieved the spiciness.

And just after a hearty sip of hot soup entered his throat, the emperor put the bowl in his hand on the table, wiped the stains on the corners of his mouth, and suddenly said: "I went to the other side, what did I see? It's time to Tell me about it.”

Franklin has almost never left the city since he became emperor, but he is very familiar with the information from the outside world. Where Shylock went and what he did after returning, of course it cannot be hidden from his eyes, which naturally includes The Temple of Holy Light, and the seaside town.

Well, many people have talked to you. As the emperor of the empire, shouldn’t I also know something?

Sherlock swept away all the food in front of him, and then said straight to the point: "Behind the gate of hell, there is a civilization, a human civilization."

With a pop, the remaining vegetable soup in his mouth spurted out.

With a snap, the fork in his hand fell to the ground.

When a normal person hears this news, these situations will definitely occur, but Franklin did not. He just suddenly became silent, and then sat at the dining table for a long time. Then, he suddenly asked: "But, what if hell There are people over there, what’s going on with the devil?”

"They are mutated creatures. Of course, some demons are actually humans."

To put it simply, I don’t know how many complicated explanations are needed to make people understand what is going on.

Therefore, the two people in front of the dining table were talking to each other one by one, and another large basin of vegetable soup was served, followed by the fruit after the meal. Sherlock tried his best to tell the so-called " Hell' what the hell.

But it still refreshed the understanding of the middle-aged man in front of him over and over again.

He was a very impatient person, so he didn't tell Watson so much, nor did he tell the people in the Temple of Holy Light, Nightingale, Her Majesty the Holy Lady, Moriarty, etc. He didn't explain anything. So detailed.

Only Mr. Franklin needs to try his best to make the other party understand hell.

because

Before leaving hell, a woman named Lilith told him that if he wanted to stop this war, the only hope was himself.

This is a very helpless, even rogue request.

Just like Sherlock once said, what the world has to do with him.

But he lives in this world after all, so if the door to hell is really closed, the barrier between the two worlds really disappears.

You can feel more relaxed, more or less.

Sherlock doesn't know if he really has the concept of responsibility, but now that the object of the highest concentration of power in the entire empire is in front of him, the food is good, and the fire in the fireplace is warm, let's talk about the issue of world peace. , so what.

Besides, there are still two worlds.

So, in the next few hours, Sherlock said everything he wanted to express, and what the woman named Lilith hoped he could express.

Then

Looking at His Highness the Emperor, he asked like a normal person.

"How about taking over the people from that world, giving them a small place to live, and even allowing them to govern themselves, and they will bring unparalleled technology.

You yourself are also engaged in scientific research, so you should know better than me about the conversion between the development of science and technology and the field of materials and survival.

Any ideas? "

Franklin was as silent as before, stirring the cold coffee cup with the spoon in his hand.

In fact, Sherlock knew that this issue was not as simple as he said, so the emperor would definitely not agree. The leap in technology is not necessarily a good thing. If the development of society cannot keep up with the development of technology, who knows what will happen in the end. What irreparable problems have been caused.

Even if he was really considering the issue of scientific research progress, it would be impossible for him to give himself a clear answer right at this dinner table.

So he smiled and was about to have an after-dinner cigarette.

sudden.

The fat middle-aged man in front of him raised his head, looked at himself, and said unexpectedly:

"I think there's something going on with this."