The sin of wearing a crown

Beifeng Town, Autumn Hunting Camp.

This is located north of Beifeng Town, directly on the plain. Looking north, you can see towering mountains all the way up. To the east, it is even higher and far away, while to the west, it is as dense as a military formation. The Black Forest, where three types of terrain meet, is just right enough to separate the north and south of Albion, forcing the railway to take a detour.

In this area, which is about the size of a large island between the paws of a rabbit and a rooster, the ecology can be described as complex and the environment can be described as dangerous. Even in the industrial age, with many explorers challenging this area one after another, its mystery remains. Not completely conquered by humans.

Some people swear that dragons live there.

Some people say that it is the cemetery of ancient civilization.

Some people even went crazy after coming out of the mountains, shouting that things that did not exist in this world were entrenched inside, and they never left, as if they were deliberately trying to tell the humans in the outside world that this world was so unreasonable. Of course, these stories are now a thing of the past.

When the infantry cannons roared and the muskets tore through the darkness, the soldiers began to march in neat steps, sang loud military songs, and watched the military drums lay the foundation for mankind's efficient killing organization across the ages, the outer world completely belonged to this civilization. .

Even if the dream wings of this civilization have stalled.

The once dangerous area has become a place for people to hunt leisurely. A large camp and a constant flow of transportation teams can accommodate nearly a thousand people to camp and hunt, and the living conditions are no different from those in small towns.

This place is simply an ancient war camp.

It does not refer to organization, but to force.

The law enforcement officer from Shuishao City, the power brought by the nobles, and the extraordinary people who come for entertainment. Such a powerful force paired with firearms, traveling back to the mainland a hundred years ago, is a battlefield to destroy the city and destroy the country. strength. But now, such a power is just used for showing off and hunting.

Those small vassal countries, as well as the more distant barbarian tribes, and even the indigenous people in the far south will lament the disparity in national power when they see this scene.

No one here who is short-sighted dares to cause trouble in public.

The duel of chivalry is back. No matter what kind of conflict it is, if you don't want to shed blood, you can prove your prowess by hunting wild beasts. The losing party will be convinced, and the winning party must follow gentlemanly etiquette.

Autumn hunting has become a kind of martial exchange.

When Linn got out of the carriage, he was almost overwhelmed by the complex and chaotic aura that hit him.

There are the fluctuations of extraordinary people's inadvertent spiritual revelations, the shouts of intelligent businessmen, the smell of earth and grass mixed with animal excrement and blood, and the curling smoke of cooking utensils mixed with the smell of spices and perfume. Fortunately, it hasn't rained recently, otherwise there would be so much mud on the road that it would be suffocating, so the little gentleman doesn't have to worry about his boots being destroyed in the mud.

Like an elf ranger, the handsome Linn stood out in the crowd. She had already changed into a set of slim and smart clothes, and the cowgirl-like head maid waved cheerfully to Linn.

Her ultra-era clothes made Linn, who shot it, subconsciously travel to a Western movie about a lighthouse, but the magical and realistic scenes around him told him that this was the mysterious world of steampunk.

Once we meet, the next thing will be much easier to handle.

Linn left the matter of taking Amiste to the camp to Merdis. Obviously, the Countess was unwilling to hike in such a chaotic and dirty environment. She had a camp of her own, a luxurious big tent. , as well as hot water, hot meals, and maids to serve her.

But Lin En stayed, and he had to accompany the girls to do some physical work, and carry various objects that came with the convoy.

"What the hell."

From this somewhat helpless complaint, it is not difficult to imagine that Linn saw an old acquaintance again. Sherlock, the smiling bastard, walked over in a graceful manner, but the iceberg beauty Watson was not by his side.

"This is not what you should say when you meet a friend." Sherlock, who was obviously very alert, heard Linn's muttering.

"Are we friends now? Sherlock, I happen to owe someone a large amount of money. Can you help me?" Linn's expression remained unchanged. He picked up a box and put it unceremoniously into the hands of this free labor force. superior.

"How many?"

Unexpectedly, Lin En would be so shameless. Sherlock held up his hat and caught it quickly, as if you owe money and I will help you solve it.

"10."

"Ten pounds?"

"One hundred thousand gold pounds." Linn said casually, but it couldn't be nonsense. In his mind, the initial investment given by the countess to him was almost equivalent to this amount, including human and material resources, as well as convenient rights that could be linked to the industrial chain. If Lin En messed up, selling him would probably cost less than 100,000 gold pounds. This beauty would be hard to bear.

Sherlock was so frightened by this number that he almost threw the box in his hand. He was shocked by this terrifying number. This is the Fate Weaver Bureau's nationwide activity funds for a whole year, right?

How could Mr. Moriarty owe this huge sum of money?

"I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help." He couldn't even speak clearly. Sherlock felt that he shouldn't have been so cool just now. The debt of 100,000 gold pounds was a bomb. He couldn't help unless he ransacked the royal treasury.

"Hahaha!"

Linn, who had fooled Sherlock for the first time, showed a child-like smile. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. Probably since that mysterious man disappeared, and as his competitiveness grew, he couldn't find anyone who could do his best. The smart people who went there later switched to social games.

Facts have proved that Linn still has fire hidden in his heart, but he needs a suitable partner, and the great detective Mr. Sherlock is a very good partner.

"Not cute at all compared to her appearance."

Mr. Detective, who is several years older than Lin En, said sharply that he was always able to keep up with Lin En in all aspects during the process of getting along with her. If he didn't appear as an investigator of the [Fate-Orienting Bureau], he would probably become a good friend.

"So, Mr. Detective, you have chosen your prey and invited me to hunt with you?"

"It's a pity that the rabbit I was aiming for hasn't shown up yet, but a leaping deer prompted me to come look for you and I thought we'd have to talk."

"By God, last time you asked me to talk about it, I was put under house arrest for investigation. This time you asked me to talk about it. I seriously doubt whether you will suspend my position again for review at the next moment." Lynn He didn't want to talk to Sherlock at all. From the serious and sharp eyes of the great detective, he smelled the smell of trouble.

Still owe 64 chapters~~