“What is this woman saying?”
“… Just wait a mont. My mory is a bit foggy, so it’s taking so ti to interpret her words properly.”
Having secretly relayed a ssage to the woman before , I made a quick excuse to the n urgently throwing questions at after gauging the woman’s reaction.
Until just monts ago, she had been enveloped in deep despair. However, my abrupt ssage had taken her by complete surprise and that slipped out ever so slightly in her expressions.
Yet, seeing that she did not openly showcase it to everyone, she appeared quite sharp-witted.
“I will need to ask so more questions, I believe.”
“… As you wish. However, we will decide what questions to ask.”
Then, there was no reason for to hesitate any longer.
What exactly do you want?
(Who are you?)
I want nothing.
(I am a bureaucrat from the Empire of Korea. You need not know more.)
It might be good to lie to buy so ti.
(Why have you been captured?)
Then, start by untying these ropes.
(I was captured while returning ho with docunts critical to my nation’s fate.)
Thus, I cald myself down and started to earnestly probe for her circumstances.
“… The conversation seems to be getting quite lengthy.”
“It’s a characteristic of this language. It’s unnecessarily wordy.”
“So, how far along are we with deciphering her conditions?”
“Well, for starters, I think she’s asking us to untie the ropes?”
As I responded to the man who had interjected with a discontent expression,
- Thwack…!!!
A sharp slap echoed throughout the dim basent the very next mont.
“Ugh…”
“Tell her we agreed to et their demands, not unreasonable requests.”
A blood-red handprint etched on her face, the man looked at the groaning woman with a frigid glint in his eyes.
Isn’t there a plausible compromise we can reach?
(How long have you been captured for?)
I have no intention of handing over the docunts, no matter what.
(I am not sure, but I think it has been more than a fortnight.)
Even if that ans they will do unspeakable things to you?
(What is your na?)
My will shall not be broken.
(My na is Kim Cheong-Yeon.)
You’ll regret this.
(Do you have any companions?)
That will never happen.
(I had a fellow official with , but these bastards killed him.)
As the outline of the events surrounding the woman began to take shape in my head,
- Knock, knock, knock…!
Suddenly, abrupt knocks echoed out from the entrance.
“What…?”
“Has our location been discovered?”
“… No, that doesn’t seem to be it.”
The n’s eyes sharpened with a frigid chill, they stood up with their weapons to investigate the suspicious knocks. At that mont, the quietly observing professor opened her mouth, a smile tugging her lips, ꭆ
“Wouldn’t it be a bit much to say that we’ve been discovered? Especially when the act of hiding itself is aningless to that person?”
“… What?”
“It’s nothing. I and my assistant will be handling this. Both of you just stay inside.”
Delivering those words, the professor took my hand and leisurely moved towards the entrance.
“W-Why am I…?”
“… I don’t like it when you talk to a woman for too long.”
“Huh?”
“Not to ntion… No matter how much I ruminate on it, you are the only weakness of the person who has co knocking at our door.”
“What do you an, Professor…”
I was practically being dragged along by her, unable to even resist.
“You should already know who’s out there…”
“Oh my~”
“….. Oh.”
Upon seeing the familiar sharp eyes revealed as the door opened, a blank look soon washed over my eyes.
“Hmm, a sweet sll seems to be coming from sowhere…”
“Oh look. A cute little devil is here~”
Mycrony Hols, her oversized bosom squashed through the crack of the door, was licking her lips while looking at with her trademark narrowed eyes.
“U-Um, I’m… I’m a vampire though.”
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“What brings you here, Miss Mycrony?”
“… Oh dear, the professor is here with you as well?”
I felt so nervous that I even blurted out so nonsensical words. But the professor and Mycrony Hols didn’t seem to mind as they began conversing with each other with smiling faces.
“You do know that if Gia Lestrade were here, this could be grounds for imdiate arrest, right?”
“How dare you challenge ?”
“Oops! I forgot our dear professor is quite influential in London~”
Though I felt ever so slightly relieved to see a familiar face, the conversation was getting a bit too heated for my liking.
“Do not provoke needlessly. If a key figure of the British governnt were to be hard, it would be troubling for London.”
“It’s not like I’m afraid of the professor that’s keeping from stepping forward, you know~”
“Ah, of course, it must be because of your extre lethargy.”
“Still, you never know? Maybe the extra strength I received recently from being a cute vampire’s blood bag will enable to go for so lizard hunting.”
Feeling the atmosphere might turn even more dangerous, cold sweat dotted my forehead. Desperately, I was about to try and interject in their conversation but,
“Excuse , ladies…”
“By the way, you sohow managed to identify us even though I cast a perception inhibition spell, huh?”
“I can see through anything~ Even the true form that the professor is hiding behind her human shell~”
It seed too much for to handle.
“You are behaving rather rudely, aren’t you? I heard you had been trained by my assistant.”
“Professor, what are you talking abo…”
“Ah, that’s right… He did train extensively, yes. But it seems to have been reset due to not being schooled for a long ti~”
Both Professor Moriarty’s chilling presence and Mycrony Hols’s aura were formidable, extrely hard for to cope with.
Usually, when the Professor showed even a hint of seriousness, everyone tended to freeze up in a mix of fear and terror.
Could it be that Mycrony, who was able to easily withstand her Dragon Fear, was also a fearso powerhouse?
If left unchecked, this could spell disaster for London.
“If both of you don’t moderate yourselves…!”
In response, I raised my voice with a scowl on my face.
“… I-I-I’ll go to Charlotte.”
Seeing the cold gazes piercing towards , I finished speaking, shrinking back in intimidation at the end.
No, in such a situation, would these words really…
As the chilling silence started to stretch, I couldn’t help but lant my ineptitude in negotiation.
“Well, let’s end this pointless argunt and get to the matter at hand.”
“I couldn’t agree more.”
As the atmosphere suddenly lightened, I began to wonder…
Could I possibly be the strongest in London…?
“Why are you even here?”
“Well, it’s actually quite simple.”
As I entertained such frivolous thoughts, Mycrony Hols, covering her mouth and smiling with her eyes, finally broached the main topic.
“You should keep your hands off this case.”
“… Pardon?”
“It’s not a matter for you to involve yourself in.”
Suddenly, she whispered to with a chilling smile.
“What do you an…”
“Isaac Adler. Anything you get involved in inevitably ends up throwing my sister into the scenario, right?”
“Well, yes, but…”
“And this case would beco incredibly troubleso if that were to happen.”
Her voice was soft yet resolute.
“I would like to explain more, but there’s no ti to discuss the flow of international politics here. Perhaps later…”
“… Could it be because of the Anglo-Japanese Alliance?”
“Oh dear …”
As I tried to prod at the matter with the hypothesis I had in my mind, Mycrony Hols’ expression turned unusually frigid. Even the temperature of the room seed to have dropped with the change in her expression.
“That’s classified information…”
“You really do know a lot, don’t you~?”
Judging by her reaction, it seed that my guess had indeed been correct.
“… So, it’s a case involving the Empire of Japan.”
“Well, it’s a bit tricky to antagonize a country that could be an ally… especially with Russia’s fierce montum in East Asia lately…”
“I never imagined that the Great British Empire would have to be concerned about an Eastern island nation.”
“Well, there’s nothing to be gained by provoking them now, is there? International relations are a delicate and complex issue, I swear.”
It also seed like Mycrony didn’t have any intention of backing down here.
“As it stands, I’m afraid this situation calls for an apology.”
“What do you an?”
“We have already received a commission. We cannot step back now.”
Of course, I had no intention of stepping back either.
The cries of agony coming from inside were one thing, but abandoning the case would directly lead to an increase in the erosion rate, given that this case was an episode directly from the source material.
“Um… This is really strange…”
But it seed that Mycrony Hols might have interpreted my overflowing good intentions sowhat differently.
“It doesn’t seem likely for Mr Adler, who ca from hell, to care about the pride of Britain…”
“… Could it possibly be because of the Asian woman inside?”
Instantly, warmth vanished from the professor’s eyes, leaving only an arctic chill.
“Now that I think about it, what country is that woman from…? There should be a report sowhere…”
“That’s definitely not the case here, Miss Mycrony. It’s a matter of upholding the client’s trust in us.”
“And besides, even to produce a satisfactory outco for the Empire of Japan, my help is necessary, right?”
Noticing the professor’s expression, I was frantically trying to co up with explanations that could justify my involvent and eagerness for this case.
“… Well, if you are still feeling uneasy, I shall ensure that Charlotte doesn’t get involved in this case.”
“Hmm…”
“Let’s just cleanly complete the client’s request and leave, shall we?”
“… Well, if you insist so much, then.”
I could only win over Microny Hols after making that remark, still unaware of the potential backlash.
“Rember this.”
Relieved that I had sohow managed the situation, a sigh escaped . In the next mont, however, Mycrony gave a piece of advice, her back turned towards us.
“The mont my sister gets involved, I will also intervene in the case.”
“….. Yes.”
Hearing her usually languid voice, I couldn’t help but feel a chill run down my spine.
“I will… rember.”
Mycroft Hols, the official instigator of the original episode— The Greek Interpreter.
In this world, she was Mycrony Hos. I couldn’t help but start worrying about the chaos that might ensue if she were to decide to go on a rampage.
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Avant de nous séparer, je vais lanter un mont.
(Before we part, I will be complaining for a mont.)
Just when I was engulfed in worries about how to conduct myself in the future, a shadow of concern darkening my face,
Ich glaube, in Assistent lügt.
(I think my assistant is lying.)
Das ist schade.
(That's a truly unfortunate.)
As if on cue, both Professor Moriarty and Mycroft Hols started spouting in an alien language, walking side by side as they exited the alleyway.
Где универсальный переводчик, который не знает ни французского, ни немецкого, ни р
(Do you think it makes sense for soone who claims to be an universal interpreter to not know French, German, or Russian?)
Это немного смешно.
(That's quite an amusing farce, yes.)
It almost felt like they had started a spell casting duel to determine the strongest in London right here and now.
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