Chapter 1054: Permission to Kill
After Aiwass and Aleister left, only Arsene and Sherlock were left in the carriage.
These two were once sworn enemies—the relationship between thieves and detectives was inherently hostile.
Not to mention that Arsène, who grew up in Iris, disdains authority, while Sherlock strives to uphold it. Whether in terms of path, career, or ideals, they are simply not on the same page.
They are friends today, partly because they have been through hard times together, and partly because they both have a sense of morality and high ideals.
Seeing Aiwass and Aleister leave, Yasen couldn't help but sigh: "These Moon Children... are really a bunch of trouble..."
He was once a member of the Hawkeye organization after all.
Although he has now withdrawn from the organization, he still agrees with the Hawkeye organization's philosophy in his heart - Iris is the iris of humans, and all the children of the moon should be expelled.
"Soon."
Sherlock said absentmindedly as he flipped through the documents in his hand.
"What's coming soon?"
"Everything will be done soon."
Sherlock raised his head and gave Arsene a meaningful look that made his hair stand on end.
"...You mages of the path of wisdom are so annoying."
Yassen smacked his lips, pulled out a bottle of chilled champagne from the side box of the carriage, and poured a glass for himself and Sherlock. "Can't we just talk it out nicely?"
"Alright."
Unexpectedly, Sherlock pointed at the empty space and said, "Pour two more glasses... Oh no, just one will do."
"One cup?"
Yasen was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Oh, that's right. That young lady looks very young, and she really shouldn't drink."
"That's not the reason... Never mind, you'll know soon."
Sherlock said as he stared intently at the thin document in his hand.
There were only a few lines of words on the paper, and I had no idea what he was reading...
Yasin curled his lips, thinking Sherlock was just being pretentious—or perhaps just too lazy to explain himself. He had known Sherlock for many years and would occasionally write letters to him about mysteries he encountered. He also loved to be mysterious like this.
It's like a prophet who has adapted to the Tao, saying a bunch of things that are completely incomprehensible at the moment, but in retrospect, you realize that everything he said was correct, except that you didn't guess what he meant. Then you feel a sense of frustration from your lack of wisdom, and then you sincerely admire his wisdom - what a joke!
He wouldn't be fooled! It was clearly just Sherlock's way of enjoying hearing people say things like, "I just don't understand, Sherlock." As soon as the other person admitted defeat, he would raise his lip and patiently and calmly offer a detailed explanation.
As a transcendent being on the path of beauty, Arsen's logical ability is indeed not very good, but his instinctive vision is sharp enough.
According to Arsene, this was likely due to a lack of recognition in childhood. Perhaps among his parents, siblings, or classmates, there was someone who was far more intelligent than Sherlock could possibly be compared to, and the frustration that followed from that time had led to his current obsession with "victory" and "rightness."
This is probably why Sherlock doesn't have many friends... He wants to make it clear and make others realize the difference in strength between them and him. If someone is weaker than him, he must admit that they are weaker than him; if someone is stronger than him, Sherlock will be convinced... just like the admiration he had for those who were stronger than him when he was a child.
This is likely the true source of Sherlock's adaptability to the authoritarian path—contrary to what he himself confessed in a letter, "inheriting it from his father." Sherlock's ability to reach the third level in his early twenties must have stemmed from an inner impulse. And his subsequent resistance to the authoritarian path... in Yasin's view, it was actually Sherlock's deep-seated resistance to loneliness.
——The higher you go on the path of authoritarianism, the fewer friends you will have.
Only people of the same level and the same path can travel together. If someone rises to a higher position, their relationship will also change.
After all, at the pinnacle of the path of authority, the Silver Crown Dragon is also an absolute loner - without friends, relatives, or love.
Sherlock must have instinctively realized something, but he wasn't sure what the key was, so he felt anxious...
Yassen watched Sherlock lost in thought, but at this moment the door of the carriage was opened from the outside.
Aiwass walked in slowly and sat alone in the seat opposite them. He looked at the glass of golden champagne in front of him that was still bubbling and grinned. "Wow, you still remembered to save a sip for me, great detective."
“…Is it over so soon?”
Yasen was surprised to see Aiwass come in. "Did they... give up on this goal? Or is the earl not here?"
He glanced at Sherlock, and it was obvious that the other party had known about it for a long time.
But...why?
"Ask a question."
Sherlock looked up and asked Aiwass, "Where are we going?"
"The Count's Palace of Orleans."
Aiwass first gave an order to the coachman, then asked Sherlock: "Isn't it?"
"correct."
Feeling the carriage moving again, Sherlock exhaled and closed the document in his hand that he had read over and over again for who knows how many times. "Looks like it won't be useful anymore."
"What about… Count Halick?"
Yasen subconsciously asked, "Did he kill it?"
Aiwass glanced at him and replied with a smile, "Yes.
"As for the other targets... that depends on how fast Aleister can fly. After all, the other earls don't live in Les Eygents, so the flight might take a long time. If she can't make it back, we'll just have to deal with it ourselves."
…The misleading spell of the Empty Box has been lifted, but do we still have to kill them all?
No, it can't be considered a complete extermination. After all, these are just a few Moon Children of the Earl's Mansion.
In terms of the scale of the entire Iris, this is just a drop in the bucket. Even though the Hawkeye organization has been hunting down all humans who have transformed into Moon Children as a deterrent, the number of Moon Children continues to increase every year. It is said that the number of Moon Children now exceeds 1% of the total population of Iris.
Even in the era of the Helasar Empire, there were definitely not so many Sons of the Moon - you have to know that the Sons of the Moon only look for offspring from the upper class, and 1% of the total population means that their proportion in the upper class is probably already very important.
Even if we kill all the Moon Children in the Earl's Mansion, I'm afraid it won't improve the situation of the Moon Children occupying the upper echelons of Iris...
As if he had guessed what Yasen was thinking.
Without waiting for the other party to inquire, Aiwass shook his head and said, "This isn't intended to solve the problem. It's merely a... warning. Or perhaps you could say it's sending a signal."
"I know Aiwass very well."
Sherlock took a sip of champagne before putting it down. "He possesses a unique sense of morality that doesn't belong to this era. Therefore, I can guess... when he truly witnesses the atrocities committed by the Iris Moon Children, he will definitely not let them go."
"As a former Pope, he more or less represents the Theocracy's stance, and perhaps it's inconvenient for him to interfere in its internal affairs. Given the depth of the Moon Child's current control over Iris, annihilating them would undoubtedly violate this taboo. Of course, we all know that this taboo is merely a 'courtesy' imposed by the Theocracy, and it doesn't actually carry any decisive binding force."
"——But this may not be impossible to circumvent."
"Yes."
Aiwass nodded.
He looked at Sherlock and Arsene, thought for a moment, then clasped his hands together and confessed with a pious look, "Actually, I prayed on the way here."
"……prayer?"
Hearing this, Yasen couldn't hold back any longer: "Did they hold an early funeral for them?"
"Of course not. The Moon Children are actually a special kind of phantom demon with flesh and blood... Their essence is similar to the beasts of the Path of Beasts that walk the earth. In other words, even if they die, their souls will not enter the Dream World. The souls that truly belong to this identity have already gone to the Dream World when they transformed."
Aiwass said something that Sherlock had already known, but it shocked Arsene greatly.
The next sentence shocked him beyond words: "My killing of the Moon Child was permitted by the gods."
(End of this chapter)
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