The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　Fairy Knight: Twenty-Seven Archetype: Sun

　The girl stared quietly at the chain on Holmes' soul, deeply embedded in his spiritual foundation, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.

　Holmes couldn't help but laugh when he heard what Matthew said.

　"If I can make a pure girl so sincerely happy, then Watson and I's little job of earning pocket money can be said to be of some value."

　"but..."

　Holmes changed the subject, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, returning to the calm expression he had when he met everyone before.

　"Miss Kyrielight, my true self and my true nature are slightly different from what you imagine. Sadly, this matter has nothing to do with the topic of this discussion. I have not yet accepted Miss Fujimaru's commission."

　"Is... that so?"

　As Matthew listened to Holmes' words, the emotions aroused by her gradually calmed down, and a slight blush began to appear on her fair cheeks.

　"I see, Mr. Holmes, that you are not in disguise, and have completely revealed your true identity. I thought..."

　"Hahaha! What a great book fan! He knows my personality very well!"

　Holmes couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard Mash's words.

　"Although I would very much like to assist you, I must follow the order of commission. I have been commissioned by Lord Babbage to investigate this case. Although he has only a fraction of rationality left, it is at the cost of that rationality, which is as bright as the stars."

　Holmes shook the pipe in his hand and looked apologetically at everyone.

　"I cannot establish a connection with Chaldea until Lord Babbage's case is concluded, but this is not a fatal problem."

　"I'll leave the fighting to you heroes. As you can see, I'm just a detective. I'm not interested in fame or glory. Solving mysteries is my job and my duty."

　Mashu opened her eyes wide as she listened to Holmes' words, and the joy on her face could not be concealed.

　"Excuse me, what exactly is the puzzle?"

　Ritsuka Fujimaru raised his hand to draw everyone's attention to himself.

　"I will teach you about this right away. After all, the road ahead is still long."

　Holmes nodded slightly, then raised the pipe in his hand, put it in his mouth and took a light puff.

　"I'm willing to stand by Ritsuka's side, but I won't be your companion for now. Am I right in understanding that?"

　Sanzang was silent for a moment and then slowly asked Holmes.

　"Yes, you have come here to seek knowledge. 'You must know it all,' that's what the old man in the mountains told you, right? Then you must journey deep into this academy, to its heart. I also have something to accomplish there."

　"Where is the location? Pull (one) thing to stay in Qi Silin"

　The girl blinked and turned her gaze from Holmes to the surroundings of the passage.

　"The center is located 500 meters underground. The path leading there is like a winding underground maze. I will show you the way. And you will be responsible for using your own strength to clear the obstacles on the road—"

　"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, you guy!"

　Mordred interrupted Holmes loudly from the back of the crowd, and walked slowly.

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　He took a step forward and walked straight in front of the other person, staring at Holmes' face with his emerald green eyes, as if trying to see through something.

　"How do you know the way there? How do you know where the center is?"

　Mordred kept asking Holmes questions in a bad tone.

　"You mentioned that earlier, didn't you? There are obstacles on the road? How did you know? If you haven't experienced it yourself, how did you know this information?"

　Holmes looked at Modred calmly, without any evasiveness in his eyes, and without any inappropriate expression on his face.

　The pipe was held quietly in his hand, and white smoke continued to emerge from the pipe, almost forming a straight line in the air.

　After a moment's silence, Holmes slowly opened his mouth:

　"That's common sense, my dear friend."

　Sieg slowly walked forward and grabbed Mordred's arm, which was about to explode.

　"It's probably something like his Noble Phantasm. Since he's a detective, he should be specialized in observation. Coupled with the spread and familiarity of people, it's not surprising that it has that effect—after all, he was trying to see through me at that moment."

　Holmes clapped his hands and applauded the girl. A spherical object appeared behind him, and several things like magnifying glasses emerged from it.

　"What a keen intuition, Miss Sieg! It's just as you said. My Noble Phantasm and skills allow me to perceive every detail, making it equivalent to clairvoyance. That's why I can easily reveal things that you think are impossible."

　"Originally, I was quite proud of this ability, but—"

　The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness again, and a spotlight-like light suddenly appeared, illuminating the girl and Holmes.

　"I can see through everyone easily. But you, Miss, I only saw a moment of the picture."

　Even if the mystery he faced was truly unsolvable, it would inevitably "generate" clues or paths to the truth. This was the function of his Noble Phantasm—this was common sense, my dear friend.

　This Noble Phantasm, sublimated from its origin of "investigation," is the crystallization of the concept of the detective, known as the revealer.

　No matter what the puzzle is, there should be clues.

　But facing the girl, everything was ineffective.

　The other party's existence cannot be proven, and even objective existence seems vague and uncertain in the eyes of his treasure.

　Abnormal, unknown identity

　This is the result of his Noble Phantasm.

　The image at that moment was all the information he could get.

　No clue, no connection.

　不 ...

　Holmes shook his head.

　It's not that there are no clues and paths, but that the clues and paths disappear for some reason when they come into contact with the truth about the girl.

　He has always believed that no matter how perfect the criminal's plan is, there will always be loopholes.

　There is no way to destroy all clues.

　The information detected before the path disappeared was transmitted back.

　The ground began to crack and a burning smell filled the air.

　The surface temperature is 6000 degrees Celsius and the core temperature is 2000 million degrees Celsius.

　The enlightening light of life comes from the scorching earth.

　Investigate the true body——

　archetype:sun.

　The clues were not destroyed, but "confiscated".

　In the opponent's territory, the opponent's authority is higher than his. Even if it is his property, it will be "confiscated" the moment he steps into it.

　The light gradually faded, and a clicking sound began to be heard from the magnifying glass.

　Holmes' face turned pale and he was gasping for breath, his cheeks covered with cold sweat.

　"Click!"

　The lens shattered completely, and the glass fragments flew in the air, with the girl's figure reflected in them.

　"What a great gift... Miss Sieg..."

　Holmes took a handkerchief from the inside pocket of his coat and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

　"Mr. Holmes!"

　Mash couldn't help but scream as she saw Holmes almost fainting in a moment.

　"Did you see anything?"

　The girl tilted her head in confusion and looked at Holmes.

　"I think... maybe I can tell you after we reach the center. I'm sorry, I need to close the shop temporarily to adjust..."

　"Oh well..."

　The girl shrugged nonchalantly, then stretched out her hand and pressed it on the wall beside her.

　She was herself, and no matter what kind of being Holmes saw, she would not waver in this view.

　She never regrets it.

　The magic circuit lit up above the palm, and then began to spread along the wall along the girl's white palm.

　Close your eyes gently, breathe in and out slowly, and give everything to yourself.

　instinct.

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　The magic circuit extended out of the body, attached itself to the wall, and began to spread rapidly along the wall.

　Imagine stretching...free to stretch, free to fly—

　Ceiling, floor, stone walls...

　The extended magic circuit covered all the walls and continued to extend rapidly towards the center deep underground.

　Magic Circuits are extensions of your own hands.

　Confirm the target and then calculate the shortest distance...

　"Director, open..."

　The magic circuit began to glow, and the lights on the wall suddenly went out, leaving only a blue light illuminating the darkness.

　"Destroy, crush..."

　The stone wall began to tremble, and a bottomless pit covered by azure light appeared in everyone's sight.

　The automatic defense device that was originally hidden in the darkness was also dismantled and completely destroyed in an instant.

　"Gather, regroup..."

　The girl opened her eyes.

　The powder flying all over the sky began to gather again and then stretch out, forming a slide that went straight to the center.

　The girl removed her hand from the wall, but the magic circuit that extended from it did not disappear.

　"If you slide down here, you can get straight to the bottom."

　"Mr. Holmes?"

　Holmes waved his hand gently.

　"I'm fine. I just saw something I shouldn't have seen. As for the road created by Miss Sieg, there's no problem with it either. You can use it directly."

　"Then I'll take the lead..."

　Lancelot was the first to arrive in front of the slide, with the bundled supplies on his back.

　The girl looked at the supplies on Lancelot, then waved her hand, and all the supplies were completely transferred in an instant.

　Lancelot felt the shift in weight on his shoulders and looked back at the girl.

　The girl smiled gently at Lancelot without saying a word.

　Lancelot was silent for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, gave the girl a thumbs up, sat down without hesitation, and slid down.

　Then, the others followed Lancelot's example and slid down the slide created by the girl one after another, leaving only Mashu and the girl behind.

　"Miss Zieger, what's wrong?"

　Looking at the girl who lowered her head and said nothing, Mashu hesitated for a moment and then slowly walked forward.

　"Isn't Mashu angry?"

　"Why do you say that?"

　"It was because of me that Holmes—"

　"That's not Miss Zieger's fault."

　Mashu smiled and smoothed the girl's hair.

　"That kind of thing is an unforeseen accident. Detectives always perceive more than ordinary people in some things. Sometimes the brain discards some information to protect itself. And detectives absorb and accept that information without hesitation..."