Chapter 846 How many Moriartys are there?

When the second painting was completed, all the people who were still in the second painting were teleported back to the fantasy corridor.

They didn't need to answer the questions this time because the time to choose had not yet come.

In front of the three doors, a countdown mark appeared on the ground.

Two of the doors have been turned into paintings.

"...'Endless Feast' and 'Animal World'?"

Aiwass murmured softly, "What does the third painting look like?"

He could clearly see that the light spots appearing on the third painting hadn't changed much. They were still adding points evenly, but now they had chosen three answers in total. The first time, there were three full votes, but now there were only five.

This means that two people have indeed lost the ability to vote.

...Is it because he was petrified?

After all, according to the distribution, there should also be extraordinary people from the Dusk Path in the third painting.

He has the ability to petrify others. And in this ascension ceremony that encourages death, the consequences of being sealed are much more serious than death.

No one knew what had become of the Moon Child in the first painting. Aiwass also didn't know whether she was ultimately sealed within the painting or in the corridor outside...

Aiwass stayed here until the clock on the ground ran out. The light above the third door suddenly brightened, and new traces emerged.

Compared to before, there are two more spots of light here.

Has one person been unsealed? Or is there another person?

If there was an extra person, it would be the eldest princess. Aiwass did not see her in the second painting, so she must have gone to the third painting to take risks.

She seemed to have survived...

Aiwass breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though that was the person who killed her - I still hope she can live longer.

As the basic template for the third painting, this "Stay with Me"...if nothing unexpected happens, Aiwass has actually seen it.

That was the painting Master Janice gave to Aiwass and Isabel when she left Avalon. Isabel had named it, and Aiwass had said it himself.

However, the three directions achieved through this painting... the three endings of "The Ring of the Tail", "A Thousand Years Later" and "Goodbye" made Aiwas somewhat uneasy.

Once again, he found traces of Huan Tiansi in his own promotion ceremony.

It was as if someone was always reminding him that he was just a key discarded by Huan Tiansi. One day, Huan Tiansi would find him and use him to open that door...

"... Let's counter it as it happens."

Aiwass sighed, opened the door and walked in.

Including this time, the direction of this painting should have been selected four times, and it should no longer be the same as its original appearance.

I hope I can find some familiar traces in it...

Aleister on the other side thought the same.

——Until she opened her eyes in a dizzy state.

Accustomed to the fairytale filter in the second painting, Aleister was a little bit troubled by the sudden return to the real world...

"……Um?"

Her eyes suddenly widened.

Aleister felt like he had suddenly arrived in a world that was very familiar, yet extremely strange—

She was currently standing on top of the bell tower.

The sky is bright and sunny.

But compared to the sky in Avalon, where you can still see some blue, the sky here is a darker leaden gray.

And below the bell tower...

There is a lot of traffic.

Familiar yet strange.

Cars sped past, towering buildings rose from the ground, and the crosswalks were filled with dense and orderly flows of people.

On the tall building, the mirror-like walls continuously reflected advertisements that Aleister seemed to understand, but also somewhat confused about. It sounded like the Avalon language, but mixed with many words and dialects of Iris and Star Antimony.

here it is……

"……modern."

Aleister murmured softly.

But this...is not her home.

She was filled with emotion.

Her hands subconsciously gripped the railing and then loosened, her hands and arms trembling uncontrollably, and then her whole body began to tremble.

Her heart suddenly began to beat wildly, and she gasped for air, as if she were having an asthma attack. Once she calmed down a bit, Aleister took a deep breath, and the force twisted the metal railings suddenly.

"【stop】!"

At this moment, a spiritual word came down.

It landed on Aleister and then bounced off on its own.

Aleister only felt his body stiffen for a moment, almost imperceptibly, and then the spell disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, a middle-aged policeman standing on a drone that looked like a frisbee suddenly flew over.

"—Hey, girl! Be careful, it's dangerous out there! How did you get up there?"

He raised his voice from a distance, half admonishing, half warning: "Don't stand next to the railing. It's dangerous and you can easily fall. I don't care where you study, don't think you can become a superhero just because you've learned some superpowers. You're still too young! Go back to school!"

After hearing this, Aleister realized something belatedly.

She looked down at her clothes.

A white shirt, a tan plaid pleated skirt, a dark brown short blazer, and a striped tie. This does look a bit like a school uniform somewhere...

“…I’m sorry, sir.”

Aleister suppressed his excitement and throbbing in his heart, pretending to be about to cry, and whispered, "I'm feeling a little down..."

"Oh, you kid..."

The middle-aged man dressed as a policeman sighed and flew over on the roulette wheel: "Did you suffer a broken heart? You kids..."

It was only then that he saw the metal railing that was bent by Aleister and was immediately shocked.

But seeing Aleister standing obediently beside him, he didn't know what to say.

He hesitated for a long time before asking, "Where are your parents? I need their contact number."

"They're all dead."

Aleister was about to cry, and replied softly: "When I was very young, I was killed by the devil and the curse master..."

"...Oh, oh. Damn, oh...sorry..."

The middle-aged man realized that he had said the wrong thing and was choked for a moment, then he stammered and apologized.

He hovered there, looking at Aleister, hesitant to speak.

"...Sir," Aleister raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "I'm a little hungry. Can you buy me something to eat?"

"...It's not okay if it's too expensive, girl."

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "I don't have much private money - I can't ask the Supervisory Bureau for reimbursement."

"A burger and a soda will be fine, okay?"

"Oh, of course."

The man breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, this was within his acceptable range.

He looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Let's go have lunch together, okay? Don't do such dangerous things next time."

As he spoke, he gently pulled Aleister onto his flying disc and then flew directly with the two of them to the street below the clock tower.

Only when they were close to the ground did the two men get off the Frisbee.

The flying disc instantly shrank, transforming into a shield that the man carried on his back. It was as if there was some kind of magnetic device on his back; simply by placing it on his back, it adhered to his body.

Aleister said politely in a low voice, "What should I call you, sir?"

"You can just call me Inspector Weber. I'm usually in the Red Queen Patrol District. If you have anything that makes you unhappy, you can come to the Inspectorate to find me. Except for holidays, I'm usually either on the streets or in the station."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Such polite language. Are you a young lady from somewhere? Oh... I'm sorry."

He thought Aleister's words were very interesting, quite old-fashioned, like the style of an ancient heritage school that taught the rich. But as soon as he said this, he realized something.

"It's okay. I didn't grow up in an orphanage. I was adopted..."

Aleister shook his head and said with a smile.

"oh?"

Inspector Weber asked curiously, "What's your name, girl?"

"My name is Aleister."

Aleister said frankly: "The people who adopted me...their last name is Moriarty."

"Oh, Aleister...wait...which Moriarty?"

Inspector Weber paused, but was startled.

Aleister's heart moved.

She stopped, tilted her head and asked tentatively, "How many more Moriartys are there?"

(End of this chapter)