Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Seeing Sherlock's bewildered expression, Zhao Weike knew exactly what Sherlock was thinking without even thinking. If he didn't have some self-consciousness, he would have rolled his eyes to the heavens.

"Don't make that face, it's embarrassing. There's no fundamental difference between a bodyguard and an assassin. One kills and the other protects. The protector can also kill, and the killer can also protect."

After Zhao Weike gave Sherlock a brief explanation, he ignored him completely. The reason was simple: the black woman had appeared in front of them once again.

"Babayaga, the chief wants to see you!"

Upon hearing Nogi's words, Sherlock followed Zhao Weike back to the chief's office, but was stopped by the black woman.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Flamel, the director only wants to see John.”

Upon hearing Nogi's words, Sherlock's eyes instantly turned cold. Since entering this place, Sherlock had been yielding to Zhao Weike out of consideration for him, but now it seemed that some people had even forgotten what humility meant.

Fortunately, Zhao Weike knew Sherlock exceptionally well. The instant Sherlock's gaze turned cold, Zhao Weike stepped between Nogi and Sherlock, his eyes filled with apology as he shook his head slightly at Sherlock.

Clearly, Zhao Weike didn't want to make a big fuss about this, after all, this was his former 'home'.

Out of respect for Zhao Weike, Sherlock took a deep breath before looking in Nogi's direction. With a wave of his hand, the Spear of Longinus, which Sherlock had modified, appeared in his hand.

"15 minutes. If I don't see Joseph and John appear in front of me at the same time in 15 minutes, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Sherlock's opening statement was a blatant threat, but Nogi was speechless. The slowly rotating sun beneath the spearhead of Sherlock's Spear of Longinus gave Nogi, who had never witnessed anything extraordinary, a tremendous shock.

Not only Nogi, but even all the young men and women in the theater who had admired Zhao Weike from beginning to end, fell silent the moment they saw the sun-inlaid spear in Sherlock's hand.

The entire theater became so quiet you could hear a pin drop; even breathing was done as quietly as possible, for fear of disturbing the sun's slumber as it lay peacefully amidst the spears.

Nogi took a deep breath before bowing slightly to Sherlock.

"Don't worry, Mr. Flamel, this is John's home. We won't do anything to John. Just as you said, John and Joseph will appear before you in 15 minutes."

During this time, you are welcome to wander around the theater freely; we will find you.

Upon hearing Nogi's words, Sherlock raised an eyebrow slightly but said nothing more. With a gentle flick of his spear, the spear inlaid with the sun floated quietly behind Sherlock, and Sherlock floated up along with the spear.

Unfortunately, in everyone's eyes, the sun embedded in the spear floating behind Sherlock was right behind Sherlock's head. Combined with Sherlock's floating posture, it gave off a feeling of the great halo on the head of God that could only be seen from a church.

Sherlock merely glanced at Nogi before turning and floating away.

This time, however, the 'students' who originally just came to see Sherlock made way for him. Only after Sherlock's figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor did the entire corridor suddenly become lively.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Weike felt both helpless and grateful.

Unfortunately, this is where one's own 'clan' represents one's origin.

What he was grateful for was that even when facing his powerful 'clan,' Sherlock, as a friend, still stood firmly by his side and supported him.

Just like when I stood beside Sherlock back then.

Chapter 89 Okay, okay, is this how you play it?

After glaring at the black woman named Nogi, Sherlock found a quiet lounge, closed the door, and then settled comfortably into the sofa, taking out his alchemy book to read.

The reason Sherlock suddenly launched an attack was quite simple: he was warning the Rom gang not to go too far.

The reason he was sent away to meet Zhao Weike alone was probably because there was something he didn't want Sherlock to know, or to be more precise, there were some conditions that only Zhao Weike could agree to, and that Sherlock would never agree to.

Regardless of what the condition actually was, Sherlock felt he should 'flex his muscles' to prevent these people from making any excessive demands.

As Sherlock hid himself, Zhao Weike sighed helplessly in his heart before turning around and following Nogi back towards the director's office.

As the main characters left one by one, the 'students' who had witnessed the whole thing without daring to breathe suddenly became lively.

This time, however, the group's discussion shifted from Baba Yaga to Sherlock, the superhuman with the ability to fly.

For a time, all sorts of opinions were being expressed. In less than five minutes, Sherlock's image changed from the initial 'vassal' following Zhao Weike to a man covered in muscles, holding the sun in his hand.

As time went on, the rumors about Sherlock in the academy began to become increasingly outrageous.

No matter how outrageous the rumors became, one thing was almost certain: no one dared to come into Sherlock's quiet little house to disturb him!

The director, whether aware that Sherlock was angry or simply that negotiations with Zhao Weike were quick, gave Sherlock a full 15 minutes, but in less than ten minutes, Zhao Weike was already standing in front of Sherlock again.

Unlike before when he came alone, this time Zhao Weike returned with another person by his side.

A beautiful young girl!

Most importantly, Sherlock recognized this girl! After all, she had Ana de Armas's face!

She's a teenage Anna! So young and tender you could practically squeeze water out of her!

???

When Sherlock saw the girl following behind Zhao Weike, three question marks slowly floated above his head.

Good grief, one person went and two came back?

Although I really wanted to meet this girl with Anna's pretty face, that was just a desire to meet her; at most, it could be considered a fan behavior. But what did it mean to bring her directly to me?

For a moment, Sherlock even forgot to put away the alchemy book in his hand, and just stared blankly at the two people standing at the gate.

Finally, Zhao Weike couldn't stand it anymore. He scratched his nose awkwardly and then spoke to Sherlock.

"Let me introduce you. This is Eve, Eve, and this is Sherlock, my friend and neighbor."

"Hello."

After obediently greeting Sherlock from behind Zhao Weike, Eve fell silent again.

Seeing the girl like this, Sherlock's face was a blank expression, as if he didn't even know what to say. Good heavens, he didn't see her during his pilgrimage to the holy land, but now she's standing right in front of him!

Completely bewildered, Sherlock could only frantically try to signal Zhao Weike with his facial expressions all over his face.

"Old Zhao, what the hell is going on here?"

Clearly, Zhao Weike understood Sherlock's question. However, unlike Sherlock, Zhao Weike still had some idol image to maintain. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.

"Sherlock, every family has its rules. I waged war against the Tarasov family, which led to their destruction. As a member of the family, I must ultimately provide compensation."

The director didn't make things difficult for me; he simply wanted me to become Eve's mentor, to train Eve and make her the family's Chichimora. That wasn't a difficult task for me.

Hearing Zhao Weike's words, Sherlock was stunned. Although he didn't show it on his face, he was already admiring the chief's shamelessness in his heart.

Good heavens, not only did he dare to scheme against Zhao Weike after showing his strength, but he even managed to get himself involved in the scheme.

For Zhao Weike, Eve is his apprentice, the successor of his life's skills.

If anything happens after Eve completes her training, Zhao Weike, given his personality, will definitely not stand idly by. In this way, Zhao Weike can be deeply bound to the Rom family.

Even though Eve was the one who became her apprentice, the director wasn't worried at all that Eve would abandon her family with Zhao Weike or Sherlock, after all, Eve still had a blood feud with her father's killer.

If Eve doesn't embark on this path, finding her father's killer will be harder than climbing to heaven!

Therefore, Eve, who will have completed her studies in the future, is destined to embark on the path that the director had already arranged!

The reason why the director and even Sherlock were caught in the trap is quite simple: after all, Sherlock is Zhao Weike's neighbor, and Eve, who has become Zhao Weike's apprentice, will naturally go back to New York with Zhao Weike and live in his house.

Over time, even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance that Eve and Sherlock will become close, if Eve really encounters something in the future, will Sherlock really stand idly by?

I don't think so.

But if a superhuman like Sherlock were to intervene, or even just provide Eve with some assistance, the benefits the Rom Gang would gain would be immeasurable.

As for whether all of this is just a coincidence?

Obviously, that's impossible!

There are thousands, if not tens of thousands, of students in this assassin academy, so why was Eve, a girl burdened with a blood feud, chosen?

It's obvious that this is all part of that old witch's scheming by the bureau chief!

What angered Sherlock the most was that he didn't even have the right to interfere! Everything was done within the framework of family rules, even bypassing the moat that Sherlock had specifically built for Zhao Weike!

This is what makes Sherlock feel most frustrated.

Looking at the innocent expression on the girl hiding behind Zhao Weike, Sherlock cursed the director's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

After taking a breath, Sherlock barely managed to suppress his anger. Looking at the director and Nogi who were escorting Yosef closer, a cold smile involuntarily appeared on Sherlock's face.

Okay, okay, okay, is this how you play it?

Your Chichimora is gone!

I, Sherlock, said it!

Chapter 90 The matter is settled

Watching the black woman escorting Yosef and the chief of police walking ahead, a daring plan formed in Sherlock's mind.

"Fine, so you've set your sights on me and Zhao Weike? No problem," Sherlock swore, "if I don't corrupt Eve, I'll change my name."

"Give me back the damn Chichimora? Get the hell out of here! I'll give you back a super-sized Bomber! I'll completely weld the title of Jade Faced Grenade King to Eve, and then I'll show you a brand new 'Chichimora'."

Seeing the sneer on Sherlock's face, Eve felt a chill run down her spine. The excitement she had felt after becoming Baba Yaga's apprentice vanished without a trace.

As for the bureau chief, he had no idea what he would experience next.

Just as Sherlock said, when Eve returned to the Rom gang a few years later, she was indeed 'unbeatable' and she did indeed gain Sherlock's friendship and help.

It even earned the title of Chichimora, but this Chichimora was unlike any of the previous Chichimora.

While others use guns, Eve disdains them. Grenades are just the basics; bombs are the ultimate weapon!

As for bodyguards? Heh, their job is to clear the way with grenades; their role is to kill the other side first.

After all, the enemy lost not only their lives but also their homeland, so you could say you've completed your mission of protection, right?

As for Eve running off to that small German town full of killers to avenge her father, well, do you know a famous story called The Little Girl Who Sold Nuclear Bombs?

Of course, these are all things of the future. At this moment, the director and the black woman named Nogi had no idea what sins they had committed. With smug expressions, they escorted Yosef to Sherlock and Zhao Weike.

When Sherlock saw Joseph's face clearly, it was obvious that the rascal was having a rough time, even looking like he was barely breathing.

Especially when he saw Sherlock and Zhao Weike standing next to Sherlock, he was so frightened that his legs trembled and he struggled frantically to get away from the two of them.

Unfortunately, Yosef, whose body had been weakened by wine and women, was no match for the two burly twin men holding him. No matter how much Yosef struggled, he could not break free from their grip and could only be escorted to Sherlock in despair.

After everyone entered the small lounge, Yosef, gripped by the fear of death, lost all his former spoiled bratness and knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face, before addressing Zhao Weike.

"I was wrong, please let me go, I beg you, I was really wrong!"

As soon as Yosef said this, a foul smell of urine instantly filled the room, causing everyone in the room to instinctively frown.