"Traitor, with Kadoc as the target... It probably wasn't that simple, was it?" Seeing Moriarty's gaze settle on Kadoc, Shen Fei realized that, since this was Moriarty, things could not possibly be so simple.
"I'm the target? Then I'm truly honored. Afterward, I can thoroughly mock the Alien God for its narrow-mindedness. But the target probably can't be me, right? I have that much self-awareness." Kadoc smiled.
If the Alien God had specifically sent someone to hunt him down—especially a new Apostle—he might have believed it before the First Lostbelt was destroyed. Back then, he had genuinely thought the seven Cryptors held equal status. But after the First Lostbelt was pruned and he fled to the Atlantic Lostbelt, he realized he had been thinking too highly of himself.
"Of course. The Alien God is utterly indifferent to you. Strictly speaking, you do not even count as a traitor. Kirschtaria is the only one the Alien God wants. You are merely complimentary snacks." Moriarty said expressionlessly.
"That's really wonderful." Though Kadoc said that, his expression made it clear that he was extremely annoyed. It was no wonder. Anyone would be annoyed after Moriarty said something like that. He had been completely ignored.
"Senior Holmes, there is only one reason I appeared before you." Moriarty ignored Kadoc and turned his gaze toward Sherlock Holmes.
"This is bad. Retreat immediately. Avoid fighting him at all costs!" Sherlock Holmes seemed to think of something and immediately shouted.
"Hahahaha! Senior Holmes, you really are slow, aren't you? If you were the real Sherlock Holmes, you should have seen through it before I even arrived." Moriarty suddenly burst into loud laughter.
"The real Sherlock Holmes?" Shen Fei had been about to immediately move everyone away after hearing Sherlock Holmes's warning, but Moriarty's words made him hesitate