"Why didn't you set a fire yesterday?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Angel realized that her voice was hoarse than when she got up yesterday, but in order to strengthen her momentum, she still tried to make her tone deeper and angrier.
"Didn't I tell you in advance?"
she added.
Of course, the "Good Luck" pistol he held was obviously more frightening. As soon as Sherlock walked out of the door, he raised his hands directly in front of the black muzzle of the gun. The cuffs of his shirt fell to his elbows before he had time to button them, revealing two blood stains on the skin of his forearms.
This reminded her of her madness last night, with a complicated expression on her face.
The first time she fought with "Desire Apostle", Angel was detonated by the opponent's Mental Shock, which triggered all kinds of negative emotions and desires in her mind. Therefore, she was fully prepared before planning to intercept the opponent and fight again yesterday.
Judging from the results after the battle, everything is under control.
But the appearance of Sealed Artifact "1-42" ruined everything.
Just like her Anti-Divination, this Sealed Artifact armor can also resist divination. Therefore, at the moment before being attacked, her Magic Mirror and Spirituality did not give any He warned her, but it wasn't until the silver-white sword blade emerged from her body and cut her limbs and torso into pieces that Angel was shocked to realize that she was being attacked. Mirror Substitution barely escaped, and used the movement behind her stand to leave the place.
Then there are the Flesh Magic and negative effects of "Rose Necklace", as well as the verge of losing control under severe injuries...
The moment she was pulled by Sherlock, she regarded Detective, who also had black hair and brown eyes, as the person in her heart. She lost her last trace of reason and gave up suppressing her desires.
"I..." Sherlock pursed his lips, and the voice from his chapped lips was equally hoarse, "... I'm sorry..."
His eyes flickered, as if he had a thousand words to say, but in the end he just said one word.
Of course, this cannot be blamed on him, it is just his instinct to suppress "Pleasure", Beyonder Ability of Desire Apostle, his various negative effects of Mystical Item, and the inevitable result of many factors.
Although it was difficult to accept that after turning into a woman and using this body to do the stupid thing last night, the other person was at least a familiar person.
Instead of shooting him down and making the two of them enemies, it's better to think about what to do next.
——In this case, it should be reasonable.
His face kept changing, and after a few minutes of stalemate with Sherlock, who was standing at the door of the guest room with his hands raised, Angel finally put down the "Good Luck" pistol and pulled the hammer back to avoid accidental firing.
Sherlock also breathed a sigh of relief and put down his raised hand. He did not come here immediately, but came to the kitchen, made a pot of coffee, and made a simple breakfast with overnight bread, eggs and bacon - although it was already noon.
And Angel kept looking at his busy back, as if looking at someone in his memory.
When the fried eggs, bacon, toast and coffee were brought to the coffee table next to the bay window, Klein discovered that the reason Angel was not sitting on the sofa was... she was only wearing a shirt that didn't fit well.
The clothes she wore yesterday were stained with blood and in tatters. They were thrown somewhere in the dark.
Fortunately, his neighbor and landlord Mrs. Starling Sommer was at home throughout the day. Klein borrowed a set of old clothes from Sammer's house. When he returned home, the "breakfast" in front of Angel had been swept away. Facing his surprised gaze, those purple eyes moved away, seeming a little embarrassed.
After making an excuse to go to the bathroom and letting Angel change into clothes, he returned to the living room to enjoy his share of food, fill his already shriveled stomach, and regain a little strength.
He poured the still hot coffee into his stomach to relieve the pain in his body, and then Klein was able to appreciate Angel sitting opposite him and look at Reenactment's true face.
Until the other party put on the ring again and became the ordinary-looking "Irene Watson" again.
"Sorry...Miss Irene."
he said again.
For yesterday and now.
"So, it was indeed that Sealed Artifact that seriously injured you yesterday..."
Since he decided not to pursue what happened last night, Angel quickly calmed down and communicated with the other party about the results of yesterday's battle.
Sherlock sighed softly after confirming the lethality of "1-42" again.
"It seems that even if we don't participate in the battle, Desire Apostle will die under this Sealed Artifact. Of course, the premise is that the other party can catch up with him." He returned to his usual sitting posture and pointed his right index finger on the armrest of the sofa, which meant that he was thinking, "Fortunately, killing him in advance has given us a lot of gains, such as the results of Spirit Channeling."
Angel raised her eyebrows, this was what interested her the most.
"Desire Apostle's real target is indeed not us, or the people who killed 'Devil Dog'. He made a gesture of revenge just to attract the attention of the official Beyonder, and even used another 'Desire Apostle' as a bait to attract Church of Storms's Demigod, leaving a loophole in the defense around his real target.
"His real goal is-Duke Negan."
"Who?"
Angel asked subconsciously, and then recalled the name of this powerful man in his mind.
Pallas Negan Duke, the largest land aristocrat outside the royal family, Backlund one of the top group of people on the power pyramid, Angel, even though he has only been here for more than two months, he has seen this name in the newspaper more than once.
This kind of person, who might be more important than some weak royal family members, actually died at the hands of a Sequence 5?
"For this reason, this Desire Apostle abandoned everything in Backlund. He lurked in the home of Duke's mistress, taking advantage of her extreme emotions to launch attacks, and immediately left Backlund after the successful attack. As a reward for the assassination, what he can get is a ticket to High Sequence, which records the formula of Potion, 'Card of Blasphemy'. And the person who ordered him to complete these tasks and provide rewards was..."
Having said this, Sherlock paused.
"To be cautious, I won't mention their names. Maybe in the future, with the help of Mr. Fool, I will have the opportunity to tell you all this."
Angel widened his eyes in confusion and looked at the other party, but he understood the meaning of this sentence the next moment.
Sherlock believes that even if you mention "their" name, the other party may find out and even interfere.
Just like 0-08...
"Then let's talk about something else." She immediately stopped this dangerous topic and pointed to Rose Necklace on the coffee table. "The Grazing of 'Desire Apostle' was successful. This Mystical Item currently has the ability of three 'Devil'."
The moment Grazing succeeds, the owner of the necklace will know what the three abilities of "extraction" are.
One is "Control Desire", which can covertly or violently arouse the other party's negative emotions and desires. Covert attacks are not easily detected by the other party. Otherwise, they will inevitably be discovered, but the effect is significant.
Second, "Dirty Words", you can use Devil Language to pronounce words and affect the people around you, but unfortunately, the word "slow" is drawn, which can make nearby people Slowing count for several seconds, which should have a good effect in melee combat.
Finally, there is "Malice Induction", which can detect the malice of others towards itself and know the location of the other person. But it must be one that is able and ready to take action, and the distance cannot be too far. "Devil Dog" once used this method to locate Sherlock.
Although there is no Beyonder Ability as powerful as "Devil Transformation" or "Seed of Fear" they have seen before, as the first soul of Angel Grazing, she is already very satisfied with it.
In this way, in addition to Flesh Control, the necklace has three more different abilities, and this is only one-third of "Shepherd" Beyonder Characteristic. There are also two positions for Grazing's other souls.
I'm afraid, this is the biggest gain from yesterday's battle... That's right!
"When you found me yesterday, did you see the suitcase next to me? Desire Apostle The one with the money?"
Angel suddenly remembered their real "harvest" yesterday, the box Desire Apostle was reluctant to leave behind when he fled, and asked immediately.
"At that time, I was only focused on... not noticing the boxes around me."
Sherlock replied with a frown, various fragments of yesterday flashed through his mind, but there was no priceless suitcase among them.
The two stared at each other, then sighed at the same time after a moment.
"I'll try to look for it tonight, um... I'll use Spirit Body to go there, to prevent the official Beyonder from using that box to set up an ambush."
Reluctant to part with the income of tens of thousands of pounds, Sherlock finally decided to take the risk on his own and secretly search for it in the middle of the night. What if the official Beyonder search missed this box?
After finalizing the matter, the conversation came to an end. Angel looked at Sun who was leaning westward outside the window. He stood up from the sofa and prepared to leave, but because his feet were a little weak, he staggered and almost fell. Sherlock, who stood up opposite her, subconsciously raised his hand to help, but stopped under her cold eyes.
Yes, you can't be too intimate, at least not now.
Sherlock——Klein thought with some regret, watching Angel clearing away the various Mystical Items on the table and leaving his home. He could vaguely hear the sound of the other party hailing the hired carriage outside the door.
It wasn't until the sound of the wheels faded away that Klein took a breath, sat back on the sofa, and looked at the gold chain wrapped around his left wrist. The amethyst hanging at the end was shining brightly in the sunlight outside the window.
As soon as a smile appeared on his lips, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone, he immediately straightened his face, buttoned up his cufflinks, hid the amethyst pendant, and began to clear the tableware on the coffee table.
But a sentence he saw in Roselle's diary still appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"... It's really good..."