Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

This talent for rewriting consciousness is difficult to describe as an extraordinary ability, and Furen doesn't know if there are similar extraordinary abilities in the world.

But the more conceptual, illusory, and ethereal the ability, the less useful it is to Fren.

Even if Oros pinched him, Furen would at least feel something. Even if it wasn't aimed at the physical body, hitting Furen with mental energy would be better.

By targeting memories and the self, they inadvertently struck right into the line of fire of [Leakage].

It's not a world of difference, it's more like the difference between 1 and ∞.

Furen felt Oros attacking his consciousness, and then he felt nothing more.

When Furen smashed Oros's head against the wall, he didn't hold back. It seems Oros is physically strong; he only suffered minor scratches and is repairing himself at a visible speed, which is probably similar to a self-healing ability.

【Romantic: lv2 (0/100)】

Feeling his newly awakened abilities, Furen was certain that his speed had improved to a new level.

Level 1 is about sensing airflow and using it to perceive the surrounding environment.

Level 2 allows the use of air currents, but it consumes stamina. Furen possesses a more useful Ripple energy than stamina, and by consuming this Ripple energy, he condenses a wind blade at his fingertips.

After a brief period of familiarization, Furen's wind blades had become as nimble as his fingers. However, limited by the level of Wind Flow, their damage was limited; they were only good for cutting grass, and they couldn't leave deep marks on steel.

In combat, the wheel and rapier are still the most useful weapons for Furen.

"A very good ability." Furen praised his first elemental ability.

At a higher level, it should be possible to transform into gas, which would allow for even greater maneuverability. Furen can become immune to most extraordinary abilities.

Oros stood up, showing little reaction to Fren's outburst. The failure of this attempt was within her expectations.

Looking at the wind blade in Furen's hand, which was exactly the same as his own [Wind and Flow], Oros began to check if he had lost anything.

The conclusion was that she herself had not changed, and Euros believed her judgment.

In that case, saying "eat" is inaccurate; it should be "copy".

Considering that everyone's innate awakened extraordinary abilities are closely related to memory and self, the medium in this process should be her past and emotions.

Without my noticing anything, I've unearthed her past...

Oros now understood why Mycroft was so comfortable letting this person meet with him.

"Goodbye." With no intention of lingering, Fren turned and left.

The trip was very fruitful.

After Fren left, Mycroft came in shortly after.

He wanted to make sure his younger brother was okay, and he also wanted to make sure his younger sister was okay.

To be honest, Mycroft wasn't too worried about the former; it was Oros who was more of a concern for him.

Mycroft opened the door again with the umbrella, choosing to face his sister.

"It's rare to see someone dare to stand right in front of me like this."

This time, Oros didn't cower in the corner; instead, he sat down at the table. Looking at Mycroft in front of him, Oros raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is it?"

Mycroft glanced around the room and at Oros himself, then concluded, "It seems you two had a good exchange."

Scars can heal, but skin flakes and similar debris are both waste and marks, and won't make the injured skin blend in with the surrounding skin so quickly.

Mycroft knew that his sister had been injured during their conversation, but otherwise nothing had changed; the conversation had clearly gone very smoothly.

"I will visit again in two weeks." Mycroft confirmed his sister's condition and then prepared to leave, without intending to inquire about the content of their conversation.

"Truly...rational. Compared to Sherlock, you're always so boring." Oros shook his head, not looking at Mycroft's departing figure, and said indifferently, "Perhaps you don't understand what kind of monster Father and Mother adopted."

"No, I understand." Mycroft's tone was as cold as his sister's.

"You don't understand," Euros said.

"I understand," Mycroft repeated, "but I believe him."

Euros remained silent, then said, "You have never believed me."

That's why Oros was taken away from that home and faked his death to stay away from his family.

That's why she could only grow up alone in the corner.

So even if she had the ability to leave Sheringford, she could only watch from the sidelines, like a mouse, as another person lived the life that should have been hers.

"Because in my eyes, Sherlock is more mature than you, and you are a child even more naive than Sherlock."

That was true then, and it is true now.

Mycroft didn't change direction, made sure the door was closed, and then turned and left.

Sherlock is childlike, with clear likes and dislikes, but he also has normal values. He interacts with the outside world, so even in unfamiliar cities, he has people like Watson, Molly, and Mrs. Hudson who are willing to be his friends.

But Euryth is different. She is intelligent but emotionally detached, and lacks a sense of social norms.

She has likes and dislikes, but no sense of good or evil.

This is terrible. She doesn't care about good or evil, right or wrong, or anything else in this society that has nothing to do with her.

For her, erasing life was no different from drinking water; there was no right or wrong, only whether or not it was necessary.

That's why Mycroft allowed Sherlock to run rampant across the country, while keeping Oros imprisoned here.

Mycroft has never regretted it.

Trust needs to be viewed from different perspectives. Mycroft had absolutely no trust in Orlos's self-control.

Keeping my sister locked up here is a good thing for her, for our parents, for myself, and for Sherlock.

Mycroft and Fren boarded the plane and returned to Berlin.

On the plane, Mycroft glanced at Fren twice, his expression unchanged, but he was deep in thought.

Skin is elastic and will quickly bounce back after being pressed.

However, this rebound will still leave subtle traces in a short period of time, depending entirely on how perceptive the observer is.

From the glance he gave his sister, Mycroft confirmed that her lips had been briefly squeezed.

There are many possibilities regarding this point alone, and we cannot draw hasty conclusions.

But Francessoko's lips also have subtle variations in curvature.

Mycroft didn't believe anything would happen between her brother and sister; even if something did, it was Oros who had interfered.

The reason is simple: his younger sister is beautiful and charming, and would definitely meet the public's perception of beauty.

But he was too young, only twenty years old.

Even if Fren is only 18 years old, Mycroft can be sure that Orlos is not Fren's type.

The magazines that Fren still subscribes to are the best proof of that.