Chapter 185

"What do you mean!?" Sherlock's eyes widened when he heard this, "Although I want to say it's unlikely, but as of now...the other party only has this option."

"Yeah." Owen nodded. "Thank you for your help. When you went upstairs, did you see the suspect's shape?"

"In terms of body shape..." Sherlock held his chin in thought for a long time, and then said: "Let me think about it... When I went upstairs, I could look at the other person levelly while standing on the steps, which proves that the other person's height is not very high. …”

"You're built like a child, right?"

"Yes." Sherlock nodded, "You can understand that. After all, someone who is much shorter than me does not look like an adult."

"Then...the other party is probably not human anymore." Owen said, his face darkening.

"Although I don't want to speculate in that direction, it is obvious that 'that thing' may be back."

"That thing?" Sherlock looked at Owen in confusion.

"Well, Miss Sherlock, you can choose to live in the police station these days. You can be guaranteed to be absolutely safe here. It won't be too late to go out until the storm is over. In return for providing us with such critical information."

Owen said this and was about to walk out when Sherlock stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Owen, do you mean that I can leave now?"

"Uh... at least tomorrow, if something happens, we still have to find you." Owen asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Miss Sherlock, are you not used to living here?"

"Not really." Sherlock shook his head. "I just feel that there is no need for me to stay here. There will always be times when I come in handy for things like this, so let me contribute to the empire."

"..." Owen glanced at

Sherlock then turned around.

He opened the door and said:

"In that case, I won't force you to stay. You can leave tomorrow." After saying this, Owen closed the door and walked out.

Sherlock relaxed when she saw Owen agreeing to her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, this kind of place is so depressing, only ghosts can live there."

With that said, she returned to the desk in the room and sat down.

"Besides, I still have my own things to do."

Chapter 93: Morning Rise

"You mean there is a mole among the guards guarding the city?" Odysseus looked at Owen who came to report the news with an expression of disbelief.

"Yes." Owen nodded, and then told Odysseus all the information he knew.

"Is that so... It seems that what Alsace said really makes sense."

With that said, Odysseus stood up and paced back and forth, seeming to be thinking about something.

Then, as if he had figured it out, he stood up straight.

"In this case, we must first remove the moths that have taken hold within the empire, otherwise it will be impossible to catch the real murderer."

"But the problem lies here, how should we catch him? If we directly interrogate the entire city defense force, the entire city defense system will definitely be paralyzed in a short period of time."

Odysseus seemed to be talking to himself, or asking Owen, but Owen didn't know how to answer, so he could only stay in place.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I can't answer this question either."

"I don't think so."

At this time, a voice sounded next to him again.

Alsace walked in from outside.

After directing the focus of public opinion to Orchid Tavern, Alsace has slowly resumed his duties as a human being.

"Father, please don't forget that the current city defense force is not the only one that can take over the defense and security of the city."

"Alsace, do you mean to let the army take over the defense of Saint Laurent City?"

"We don't even trust our own army. Do you think it would be better to replace it with those conscripted soldiers?"

"Whether it will be better or not, I dare not jump to conclusions, but there should be no worse situation than letting it go like this." Alsace said.

Then he came between Owen and Odysseus.

"Knight Commander Owen, you are also from the Knights. You don't know what the army is like. Soldiers who have not been in the army for a long time may still have some problems, but if it is a unit that the generals in the army can trust, then it will definitely No problem."

"My idea is very simple. Now that the border has stabilized, the army has slowly returned to its original station. We will select the most elite troops from the army and move them here. What do you think?"

"No matter how smart the other party is, they can't find an insider in a closed military camp."

Owen heard Arthas say this and nodded.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness's plan should be feasible. The empire's army, especially the elite troops, usually live in military camps and have no contact with the outside world. In addition, they have always implemented the purpose of obeying orders, so they should be more worthy of trust. Some."

"..." Odysseus heard this, glanced at the two of them, and then sighed.

"I know that from an efficiency point of view, you do think this method is good, and I can understand it."

"However, within the empire, sometimes everything is not viewed this way."

Odysseus said this, shook his head, came to the two men, and patted them lightly on the shoulders.

"Listen to me on this matter and don't let the military get involved."

Afterwards, he left here and rushed to the main hall where government affairs were handled.

…

"Good morning."

In the early morning, as soon as Orson got up, he heard a cold greeting from next to him, which startled him.

Then he turned his head and saw the purple-haired elf next to him.

"You are the one..." Orson looked at the familiar face of the other party and began to search for the memories in his mind.

Seeing Orson's move, Avro's expression suddenly became a little ugly.

It was clear that Orson recognized him before he had ever introduced himself, but he still wanted to think about it now?

Either Orson's head was broken, or he was just kidding himself.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Elsa couldn't bear it any longer, so she called Avro, an elf, to come over and keep watch for her, and she just found a side room to sleep.

Orson is so brave that he dares to let the princess sleep in a side room of the palace while he sleeps in the main room.

Fortunately, elves don't need much sleep, and Avro is used to waking up in the middle of the night, so he doesn't object to keeping vigil.

"You are Afro, right? Elsa's... little... er, secretary?" Orson thought for a while and then said.

At first, Orson wanted to say that he was a follower, but suddenly he thought that this word seemed not very good. Elves are a proud race, and it sounded disrespectful to call others the appendages of another person, so Orson He quickly changed his tune.

Avro was relieved to see that Orson still remembered him.

"Huh, I thought you had lost your memory after sleeping. It's me. What's wrong?"

"Why are you here? The one who was here yesterday...shouldn't be Elsa?"

"Should I say that you are informal...or should I say that you have no etiquette." Avro said this with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I'm telling you, don't you really think that just because you were injured, you can justifiably sleep in the main room of the princess's palace and ask the princess to keep you overnight?"

"Of course not. Didn't I agree that I would move out today?" Orson said, scratching his head.

"So, you were temporarily pulled over by Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

"Well, we elves have a relatively small need for sleep. We only need one-sixth of the time to sleep every day to be energetic. Occasionally not sleeping for two or three days or sleeping for only one hour is normal, unlike you humans. ”

"Is that why you have so much time to study academics?" Orson asked.

"It can be understood this way. After all, elves have longevity, and they are awake for longer every day. If you don't find something to study hard, you will go crazy sooner or later." Avro shrugged. .

"...I'm really curious. What will the library of your elves be like? With so much time spent on research, the academic value of the works must be much higher than that of humans."

Orson let out a sigh, and then sat up from the bed. After neatly folding the quilt, he sat on the sofa in the room.

Avro was shocked when he saw Orson's move.

Yesterday, in order to check Orson's wound, his shirt was stripped off. Although the wound was later wrapped with a bandage, the feeling became even weirder.

Especially when his back is turned to Afro, it can be seen that Orson's figure, usually hidden under gorgeous clothes, is actually not bad at all.

If this scene had been seen by the elf lady from the Orson Support Club, I'm afraid she would have suffered cardiac arrest and fallen to the ground by now.

After Afro realized that he had been staring at Orson for too long, he coughed twice and then turned his head.

Orson didn't care about this. He found his clothes on the sofa and changed into them without hesitation.

"Aphro, help me say hello to Her Highness Elsa, I have to go out first."

"Wait... Orson..."

However, when Afro turned around and was about to call Orson, Orson's figure had disappeared.

Chapter 94: Long wait

"Oh, you said Orson is gone, it's okay." Sitting in the study, Elsa heard Avro's report and said nonchalantly.

Then she raised her head.

"I forgot to tell you, Avro, if someone asks you about Orson, do me a favor and say that Orson is resting in the room. Outsiders should not disturb him at will. If the other party really wants to see Orson, you Just tell me."

"Why are you doing this, Your Highness Princess? With Orson's current situation, if you want to go out, you can report it to Your Majesty, right?"

"If he reports to his father, he will send people to 'protect' him constantly. What he wants to do is relatively secretive, so it is not convenient for others to follow him."

Elsa put down the book in her hand and stood up.

"Anyway, let's tidy Orson's room first. At least it should look like someone has lived in it."

"Okay." Afro sighed after hearing this.

It seemed that Orson had to do something that was hidden from His Majesty's eyes, but Elsa, who was also a member of the royal family, agreed with Orson's approach.

It seems that there should be some kind of secret agreement between Orson and Elsa.

The two will arrange for Orson's room to be tidied up

After a while, from today on, Orson's daily life will be completely handed over to Afro. In this huge palace, the only person who can make Elsa feel at ease is Afro, an outsider.

In the room arranged for Orson, the two are tidying up the room to make it look like someone has lived in it.

As if to find some topics, Elsa looked at Afro and spoke first.

"Afro, do you remember that I borrowed a set of clothes from you before?"

"Ah, I remember that set was given to you." Afro looked at Elsa in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Guess how Orson got out?"

"He's so powerful, how would I know how he slipped out? Anyway, he disappeared when I turned around."

Afro said while tidying up the sheets.

"Hehe, actually..."

...

A gate somewhere in the palace.

The soldiers on duty at the gate rotated in three shifts, guarding the core of the empire day and night. The problems that occurred in the imperial city these days forced them to be ten times more alert and guard against any suspicious people sneaking into the palace.

However, compared with the strict entry policy of the palace, the exit policy is much more relaxed.

At this moment, a girl in a black dress walked from the palace to the side door.

The passage for dignitaries to enter the palace to pay homage is the main gate, and this is the passage for the palace servants to go out to buy supplies.

These days, fewer people have walked through this door, because of the rumors in the city, various palaces and royal family members have also begun to stockpile supplies.

The guards at the door heard the footsteps behind him and turned around quickly.

The moment he saw the girl, a guard frowned.

It's not that the girl is not pretty. On the contrary, her facial features are very delicate. Her long black hair falls behind her like a waterfall. Her purple eyes are like gorgeous gems. She is well dressed and looks like a lady.

But the problem is that the other person is too tall, almost catching up with the two rough soldiers.