Sherlock Holmes

Sherlock is unhappy.

Everyone can see this.

But compared with what the old man said in front of him, it was difficult for anyone to understand the reason why he was unhappy.

Dante is an extremely unusual existence in the past history of mankind. He is a transcendent figure who is above the social structure and wanders outside the good and evil nature of human beings. Whether he is the elite of society or the gangsters and scum in the dark alleys. , devout people with faith, refugees without faith, the elderly who are seriously ill and dying, children who have just become cognitively sound, and even those inhumane murderers, all, without exception, maintain the highest level of respect for Lord Dante. Respect.

This kind of respect can affect the direction of politics, the hearts of the people, the war on the front line, and can change almost everything in the empire, large or small, with the most casual words.

One person leads an entire race. This is not a joke, but something that can really happen.

So when such a transcendent status is placed in front of Shylock, Lord Dante personally offers it with both hands. As long as he stretches out his hand, he can become under the holy light. Even among thousands of people, he even has the term "under the holy light". When everything can be deleted soon, what else is there to be unhappy about?

He is about to become the god of a new era.

Is it just because a few insignificant people died?

Sherlock has never used morality to flaunt himself, and he never cares whether strangers live or die. So, even if Lord Dante's actions involve some innocent lives, so what.

And, he has apologized.

He did not pretend to be a savior; he knew exactly what he was doing.

He was also regretful and helpless.

The old man listened to Sherlock's words, looked at him apologetically, and then nodded again: "Yes, this method is indeed not very good. If someone forces the life of an innocent person on me, then I am sure that Will not be happy.

But this is a necessary step. It is impossible for the public to immediately accept a hero suddenly becoming a criminal. There must always be one or two things as a buffer.

Of course, if you don't like it, the Holy Journal can explain the whole thing clearly in a small second-page manuscript. There are many death row inmates in the Blood Prison who are willing to take over this matter, and you are still the hero.

And as long as you want, you can always be a hero. "

When Mr. Dante said the word "As long as you want", his words were a little stronger and his eyes were more apologetic.

In fact, no matter who it is, this sentence can already predict the next answer.

As long as you want, you can become the same person as Lord Dante. How can anyone refuse this?

Even Mr. Franklin, who had been standing silently aside, asked himself, if it were him, he would probably kneel down with tears of gratitude, so he lowered his head slightly, waiting for Sherlock's almost inevitable response.

But Sherlock's response came so slowly.

It was so slow that after waiting for a full three minutes, so slow that the silence around him began to seem very sticky, making the emperor of the entire empire somewhat short of breath. Finally, he couldn't help but raise his head and look over.

Then, he saw one of Sherlock's hands holding the burned out cigarette, and the other hand gently stroking the cultural relic-level sofa. He seemed to be very interested in the cool and smooth touch. He held Erlang's legs and his fingertips slid gently.

I don’t know why, but at this moment, Mr. Franklin’s heart started to beat faster.

He clearly realized that he was panicking and fearful, but he didn't know where the fear came from.

Could it be from Sherlock?

Yes, why is the guy sitting not far away so calm? Why is there no excitement in his cynical pupils? Why doesn't he stand up now, suppressing the surging heart, and assure Lord Dante? , I will definitely shoulder this huge and incredible honor.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Franklin finally realized why he was afraid.

Because he actually saw a trace of compassion deep in Sherlock's calm eyes?

In this way, the silence continued until Franklin's smooth forehead had some sweat seeping out due to nervousness, and finally:

"I have a question."

Sherlock spoke.

"I will try my best to answer it for you." Mr. Dante's eyes are still so kind and gratifying until now.

"If you want to hand over such a transcendent status to me, but you don't trust me, why didn't you do it until now?"

"Because you have never shown any behavior that is too worrying before."

"Oh?" Sherlock threw the cigarette butt to his feet, and then gently kicked it with the toe of his shoe: "Does the [worrying] you say mean that I have a certain degree of goodwill towards people in another world? "

"Yes."

"Actually, to be honest, I didn't say anything kind to the people over there. I just told Mr. Franklin about the matter. If he didn't agree, I wouldn't persuade him even one word.

But now I'm curious, why are you so wary of the people over there? You know, there are less than 10 million of them in total. Even if all of them came, it would probably be enough to free up one parish.

We can even be more inhumane and take them over, but block information from the citizens of the empire, keep these guys in captivity, wait until almost all their science and technology are absorbed, and then kill them all.

I won't have any psychological burden on this kind of operation, after all, they have been hunting me for more than a year.

But you don't even want to do this.

Why? "

Master Dante thought for a moment, and then sighed softly: "Because I'm afraid."

The word [fear] sounded so strange when it came out of the old man's mouth. Sherlock tilted his head: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of many, many things." A hint of helplessness flashed in the old man's eyes: "A person's ability and responsibility are directly proportional, so you should be able to imagine how huge my responsibility is.

What if the two worlds merge and the current class concept changes?

What if technology leaps too fast and creates gaps in society?

What to do if there is a monopoly in the economy, what to do if the people over there bring weapons of mass destruction, what to do if the truth about the origin of the devil is revealed, what to do if the people of the empire cannot accept all this, conflict of ideas, hatred, war, etc. will affect the development of the empire.

And as long as there is any bad influence, then it is my fault.

I am Dante, the hero and savior of mankind. When everyone in this world calls me, they must use the title "Sir". Even people who do not believe in the Holy Light believe that I can protect this world. Race.

That's my responsibility.

but I."

Dante smiled and shook his head. His thin body was like that of all old people, his spine was somewhat curved, and there were still a few conspicuous age spots on his cheekbones:

"Actually, no one has ever thought about it. In fact, I am just a Crusader warrior with some contract talent.

I admit that I am strong enough in strength.

But so what?

I joined the army when I was 16. I am not a scholar, nor do I have the same transcendent wisdom as you. I have just stayed in this position for too long, know too many things, and have seen countless complex changes. It brought more complex results and gave birth to some seemingly wise ideas.

Therefore, when I make a decision that can affect the future of mankind, I cannot be as desperate as when I rushed into the dark door.

I was not afraid of anything at that time, because even if I died, it would only be me.

What am I afraid of, you ask?

I'm afraid that I'm sorry for the entire empire, and I'm afraid that I'm sorry for the people who believe in me. "

Silence struck again, and Mr. Franklin opened his mouth slightly, a little dumbfounded. He seemed to suddenly realize this extremely obvious fact, but was subconsciously forgotten by thousands of people.

Lord Dante is not a real god.

Many years ago, he was just an ordinary soldier fighting blood and death on the front line.

Just like what he has emphasized many times, he is just an ordinary civilian. To many people, this is a somewhat joking and self-deprecating introduction.

But now, the meaning of this sentence seems to have suddenly changed.

It turned out that he was really emphasizing a fact, but no one was willing to admit it.

"Now, the future of the empire is extremely bright. People of the older generation are dying one after another. Among the new generation of young people, there are leaders in many fields who can push mankind into an unprecedented beautiful era.

Under this general premise, there is no need for human beings in the two worlds to come into contact.

I am loyal to humans, or in other words, I am loyal to humans in this world that I am familiar with and that I protect.

My understanding of the word 'powerful' has always been the simplest and most simple.

If you only have the ability to protect yourself, then you must treat yourself well; if you have the ability to protect your loved ones, then treat them as treasures; if you can protect a family, then you must fight for your family your whole life; if you are strong enough to protect a race , then all harm must be eliminated for the sake of the ethnic group.

I'm not a hypocritical person. I won't think about things like, 'How pitiful the people will be in the world 800 years from now, and they will also need help.' Because I don't have the ability to protect them. I just want to make the world I see better. Keep walking safely and smoothly.

This is my philosophy of protecting this world. "

Simple and plain, but also the most convincing.

The old man in front of him did not talk about kindness like those scholars in the historical records, hold up books and scream to the sky, curse and kill, and accuse social injustice. He just sat quietly in that small town. After more than thirty years, the empire gradually broke away from the dark age of the second demonic invasion, steadily rebuilt, developed, and became stronger. On the eve of a beautiful era, it passed on this glory to the same person. Powerful people.

To be honest, Lord Dante said before that he was confident in persuading Sherlock. Now in Franklin's view, although his persuasion did not have those gorgeous words and was just plain and simple, it had an extremely powerful appeal.

so.

Sherlock frowned, and then maintained a very focused thinking state.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds!

"I refuse this honor"

I have been in a really bad state these past few days. I coded this chapter in an Internet cafe in my small county town. There were people smoking around. The brother in the next seat was walked away twice and scolded for a full 10 minutes. The music The noise made my head hurt. My baby stayed up late at night because she had changed places. I was exhausted every day. I even had acid reflux after drinking coffee. I went home on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, hoping to recover quickly. The feeling of powerlessness of a man in his 30s