Chapter 337: Aiwass in the Form of Moon Child (Part 3)

Sherlock frowned. Although he seemed to believe it in his heart, he still said stubbornly: "What are you dreaming about? You can get a golden entry when you advance from level 2 to level 3? You don't want to say that you were blessed by the Pillar God himself, do you?"

"Hey, I really have been blessed by the Pillar God."

Aiwass smiled smugly: "Let me show you - do you have a mirror?"

He really wanted to give it a try - after getting the golden entry, he had to practice, otherwise he would feel like something was missing.

"Give."

Sherlock pulled a small mirror from the ceremonial bag at his waist and handed it to Aiwass.

He casually asked, "A ceremony presided over by the Twin Mirrors?"

"right."

"That's quite a pity. Your Highness is not here."

Sherlock said with some regret: "She is very devout in her belief in the twin mirror."

"...I'm glad she's not here." Aiwass complained.

Otherwise it would be too shameful.

No, it should be said—otherwise she would be too dangerous.

"?" Sherlock looked at Aiwass in confusion.

"I mean… this is the New Moon Ritual after all."

"I have a feeling you don't mean that."

At this moment, Aiwass raised the mirror and closed one eye according to the ritual knowledge given by the twin mirror.

He saw three blurry shadows in the mirror.

One is exactly like himself, and the other is exactly like "Bayard".

The third one was a little girl about the same age as Sherlock.

Aiwass can reflect into any of these three forms at will.

...Three forms.

Aiwass's heart moved.

--so good?

He originally thought that he could only become the Moon Child version of himself, or simply become No. 14 - judging from the attitude of the twin mirror, she seemed to be very satisfied with Aiwass's performance.

The result is that there are three forms to choose from.

Transforming himself into the Son of the Moon version should be the original effect of this ritual; and the fact that he was able to transform into Bayard should be due to the close contractual relationship between him and the Shadow Demon.

As for No. 14... that can only be a gift from the Twin Mirror.

He probably thought: "It's pretty good, let me have some more."

...But apart from anything else, if it's managed properly, it's like having three extra identities.

At least the identity of "Miss Aleister" seems to be really solidified... Bayard is just right for playing such a "bad woman".

Well, if I were to meet the shrunken Sherlock for the first time, this identity would be the most appropriate—

So, with sincere gratitude to the Twin Mirror, Aiwass whispered a prayer:

"I call upon the Twin Mirrors! The God of the sacred number two, the God without eyes and without self, the God of pure beauty and flawlessness—"

"I am you..."

As the mirror glowed, the Aiwass reflected in the mirror and the Aiwass outside the mirror reversed.

Another voice overlapped with his: "You are me—"

It's like there's some kind of confusion in reality.

His shadow became real, while his body became a mirage.

There were no light effects, no transformation process. It was as if nothing had changed, as if the previous Aiwass was just an illusion - but Aiwass had unknowingly become another person.

She had long black hair that reached her waist, a thin build, and eyes as clear as emeralds. She was roughly the same height as Sherlock in his current youth.

Her appearance is pure and lovely, but she has a magical mature charm. Just looking into her eyes, you can tell that she is not a simple girl of her age.

It was Number Fourteen in the form of Moon Child.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at the stunned Sherlock, and smiled happily.

"—Are you surprised, Great Detective?"

Number 14's cold voice rang out: "How about you give me a name now?"

Unlike the weak and vague tone of voice that Aiwass used when she played No. 14 in her dream, she now spoke clearly with a standard Glass Island accent. She sounded like an arrogant and calm aristocratic lady.

"...What kind of strange ability is this?"

Sherlock was stunned for a long time, in disbelief: "Turning into another person? Or a woman... Is this also a golden characteristic?"

"certainly."

Aiwass said with a smile.

Then, those green pupils turned a dangerous scarlet.

——At that moment, Sherlock felt like he was being stared at by a prey. His body was suddenly drenched in cold sweat and he instinctively took a step back.

"...Dracula?"

He subconsciously uttered the strange word.

The next moment, Aiwass's entire body disintegrated into bats, each of which had scarlet eyes. They screamed and pounced on Sherlock. Sherlock should have been able to remain calm, but after seeing those scarlet pupils, he couldn't help but shiver. Intense fear kept surging in his heart, and it felt like his brain had become numb.

The bat flying towards him made his legs weak and he almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, a hand appeared from behind him and supported Sherlock's body. Then, it gently patted Sherlock's shoulder from above to steady him.

"Hold on tight, Detective."

The voice suddenly turned male again—it was Aiwass's voice: "That was just a [Fear Stare]."

But compared to Aiwass's usual gentle, polite and clear tone, his voice became deeper and more magnetic, with an unconcealable arrogance and a hint of madness.

Sherlock instantly resonated with the Tao.

A flash of deep blue flames filled his pupils, and he calmed down in an instant.

But even so, the sweat on his forehead could not disappear instantly.

Sherlock turned around with the fear still lingering in his eyes. He found that the bats had reassembled into a new person, no longer the beautiful girl, but Aiwass with her usual blond hair.

By now Aiwass had reached the window, his back to Sherlock, standing before a window wrapped in red paper through which crimson moonlight shone.

Aiwass turned his head slightly - when he looked back, his pupils were not the azure blue of the past, but the same dangerous scarlet.

He smiled, and a pair of fangs flashed at his lips.

"...Child of the Moon?"

Sherlock racked his brains and finally thought of this race that was just a legend in Avalon.

He was a little nervous: "You were transformed into the Son of the Moon?"

His first reaction was, if the minister turned into the Son of the Moon, would everyone in the Round Table Hall eventually be infected?

"How is that possible? I don't have the adaptability to the path of love."

Aiwass smiled and said in a low, calm voice, "Novels are just novels. The Moon Children in reality are not like the vampires in novels who can increase their companions simply by sucking blood."

This time Sherlock got confirmation - Aiwass's voice in this form was indeed deeper than usual.

"Your way of thinking has changed, do you realize that?"

Sherlock couldn't help but walk over and remind him.

But the next moment, he was suddenly lifted up by the collar by Aiwass.

"Of course I do."

Aiwass, in his Moon Child form, carried little Sherlock and squinted his eyes to examine him closely for a moment. Feeling the desire surging within him like a tide, he whispered, "I actually have the urge to suck blood... This form gives you quite a comprehensive range. And I should be able to suck blood, but I haven't learned the Moon Child spell directly."

"...Heh, let's savor it carefully. This kind of impulse is nothing more than that. Those Moon Children are really useless. They can't even suppress this level of instinct."

He gently put Sherlock down, then raised his right hand and placed it in front of his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, his right hand transformed into a scarlet dagger. It was as smooth as a mirror, even reflecting Aiwass's happy face.

Then the dagger transformed into his right hand again. He shook it, confirming the strong vitality and rich blood that continued to surge from deep within this body.

——Except for the fact that it breaks at the slightest touch and cannot be harmed...this is basically like getting a free part-time job as a third-level Moon Child.

Twin Mirror is so generous.

Let’s pay our respects tomorrow.

That being said…

"It's almost time to change back."

Aiwass sighed and picked up the mirror, not wanting to miss the power of the Moon Child.

——Fake is fake, he can see it clearly.

But even if this form is false... its power is real. And what it can do is also real.

Just like Aiwass himself.

Regardless of whether he is real or fake, he is alive here. He can change the fate of many people, and even his own fate and the fate of the world.

That's enough.

"-Thanks, Twin Mirror."

Aiwass picked up the small mirror and spoke again in a low voice of thanks.

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