Chapter 549 Freya Moriarty
"...committed suicide? Gloria?"
Janice paused.
She turned around and asked in disbelief.
"I originally thought so. But after hearing what you said, I can conclude that—at least when she was talking to you, she didn't have any thoughts of death."
Sherlock said calmly.
Then, he told Janice the information they had just collected from Cardinal Loki.
"…Gloria, is she actually friends with Gray and Mercedes?"
Janice murmured, "She never told me... and she's the candidate saint, but I've never met her."
"Because she was eliminated early, she didn't have time to study aesthetics with Ms. Fanhua."
Aiwass explained, and at the same time asked: "When did you meet her?"
"... maybe a few decades ago, or maybe a hundred years ago, I can't quite remember. It was the last time I returned to the Islamic State and sorted through my teacher's belongings."
Janice digested the news for a moment, then instinctively replied, "I'll go find Ms. Blue Rose. She'll bring the Gloria I met."
"You didn't tell her about Gray either?" Aiwass confirmed.
"How dare I?"
Janice smiled bitterly. "In total, I've only met her twice. You know when I returned to the Islamic State this time... not long ago. That's when I went to look for her."
Aiwass did remember.
Because the day Janice left was so easy to remember - she left on New Year's Eve and did not stay for the New Year.
Today is February 18th, which is less than three months.
Two and a half months ago, Gloria was still collecting materials, seeking information from Janice, and was busy working on a new book with great enthusiasm.
Two and a half months later, she killed her childhood sweetheart and then committed suicide; she instantly solidified into amber in mid-air and shattered into pieces when she landed on the ground.
Not only was he almost permanently frozen in amber, but he also shattered himself, allowing his soul to enter the dream world and usher in his complete death in the material world.
While the amber spirit might one day be able to transform back, the shattered spirit is destined to reincarnate... unless she can become an apostle of some great being, otherwise she can only be crushed and turned into material for a new soul.
In two and a half months, such a big change...
It's not completely impossible.
Dendrobium is essentially a congenital genetic disease, and amber is equivalent to a short-lived mental illness...but this mental illness will be fatal if it is not cured in time.
Two months later, a mental illness that had been clearly improving suddenly worsened… This possibility cannot be ruled out. It's even possible that it was due to the urgency of launching a new book or excessive pressure.
But could it be such a coincidence?
Aiwass tends to think not.
The Pillar Gods and Celestial Gods could both enter dreams and subtly interfere with the material world. Aiwass had a lot to say about this.
Not to mention, his adoptive father is now also in the Eternal Church.
The old troll knew Aiwass's father and suddenly sought refuge; the Pope fell into a coma due to tree disease, and the controlled fire movement was about to get out of control... If Gloria was a trigger, could she be directly related to this matter?
If that's the case.
Then Loki is quite suspicious.
It was he who showed Aiwass and the others Gloria's suicide, and it was he who admitted to Gloria's murder. Gloria was indeed a member of Controlled Fire...
Thinking of this, Aiwass hesitated.
Should I tell Janice that Gray has amber disease?
The papal election is just two weeks away, and this event has a huge impact.
Both Grey and Cardinal Matilda repeatedly told Aiwass not to mention this matter to outsiders.
...But the question is, is Janice considered an "outsider"?
Aiwass hesitated for a long time, but decided not to say anything for now. He couldn't make the decision for Gray, so she should wait until tomorrow to talk about it herself.
"What's wrong?"
Just then, the door suddenly opened.
A woman wearing an iron helmet pushed the door open and said in a muffled voice, "A bunch of people are crowding at the door..."
As she spoke, she took off her helmet with one hand, and her voice suddenly became clear and cold: "I'm having a meeting here?"
Her long, dark blond hair, as smooth as the ones in shampoo commercials, emanated from the helmet, the ends of the hair as neatly cut as if by a knife.
She was a very tall young woman, only half a head shorter than Aiwass, and should be at least 1.75 meters tall.
Her ears were slightly pointed, and her pupils were the same dark gold as her hair. Unlike her portrait in the Temple of Silver and Tin, she was not wearing glasses, giving her features a gentler look.
When she saw Aiwass, who was wearing the archbishop's robes, she did not bow. She just cast a lazy glance at him, examining him carefully.
She just stared at Aiwass for a few seconds—first with some confusion, then her expression gradually became moved: "Aiwass...?"
As soon as she said this, her memory seemed to come back to her. The icy coldness and indifference on her face instantly melted and dissipated.
"—Is that you, Aiwass?"
Although this was a question, there was no doubt at all, but rather an absolute certainty.
After hearing this, Aiwass was finally able to be sure that the woman in front of him was his sister Freya.
He finally had the sense of reality that "Freya actually existed"... Even though he had confirmed it repeatedly from other people's perspectives before, Aiwass still had no memory after all.
But now, hearing her voice, Aiwas' body suddenly felt like bursting into tears - his heart seemed to be vaguely throbbing with a long-awaited reunion, but on the other hand, his brain and consciousness were extremely calm, without any memories or emotions at all.
Compared to the retouched portrait in the Temple of Silver and Tin, from this distance... Freya's facial features do bear some resemblance to Professor Moriarty.
"It's me, Freya...sister."
Aiwass responded politely with a smile.
But when it comes to the title "sister", he still feels a little unfamiliar and uncomfortable.
That feeling is like the alienation you feel when you greet your siblings for the first time after reuniting with your family. Both parties are very sensible and want to express their intimacy, but the deep unfamiliarity and resistance cannot be faked.
"...Why are you here, Aiwass!"
Freya was very surprised and held Aiwass's hand - she held Aiwass's hand tightly with both hands, as if to check the temperature.
Feeling the warmth of Aiwass's hands, she immediately put on the frameless glasses hanging around her neck. She looked at Aiwass carefully and then breathed a sigh of relief.
She walked forward, clearly intending to hug Aiwass, but stopped herself just in time.
So she just took two steps forward, got in front of Aiwass, and then stepped back with an embarrassed smile: "It's... so high."
She stretched out her right hand, as if to touch Aiwass's hair, but her hand drew an awkward circle in the air instead. She then awkwardly used one hand to straighten Aiwass's collar. Then, she swung the iron helmet in her left hand beautifully in a circle in the air.
"archbishop……"
It was only then that she seemed to notice Aiwass's clothes.
Freya murmured, "He's already an archbishop..."
She looked at Lily behind Aiwass and took the initiative to go over and give her a gentle hug: "You are... Lily from the Droste family, right? Long time no see."
Aiwass subconsciously looked back and saw that Lily's expression was extremely complicated - he had never seen such a complicated expression on Lily's face, who always had a gentle smile.
Lily opened her mouth and closed it again, opened her mouth and closed it again... like a suffocating goldfish, she couldn't spit out bubbles or speak.
Even her hands, clasped behind Freya's back, were twisted into a knot. Her palms, clenched by her fingertips, had already turned blue from lack of blood flow, yet she seemed oblivious to the strain she was exerting. While Freya was holding Lily, her left hand was still clutching her strange helmet, having clearly not considered putting it down first.
Sherlock stood at the farthest point without making a sound, clearly not wanting to be involved in this matter.
There is no doubt that this was a meeting that was surprising, awkward and unprepared for both parties.
Aiwass suddenly realized something and looked at Janice: "Didn't you tell Miss Freya... Sister Freya?"
I didn't tell her that I was coming to see her.
Freya looked like she hadn't expected Aiwass to come to the Theocracy. She looked at him for a long time before recognizing him, and she probably hadn't seen any news about him.
“No.”
Master Yannis shook her head decisively.
Although she knew that if she said something like this at this time, she might get hit by a boomerang in less than 24 hours, she still spoke honestly, "Because I just wanted to see this scene."
She originally wanted to laugh.
But thinking of Gloria's sudden death, she pulled at the corners of her mouth but couldn't smile. Although they were only friends who had met twice and had a relatively shallow relationship... as fellow inheritors of the Path of Beauty of similar age, Janice still enjoyed getting along with her.
Thinking of this, Janice said to Freya, "By the way, Freya... Gloria is dead."
"who?"
Freya replied without any emotion, "Forget it, let's talk about it later... Everyone, come in and have a seat.
"That idiot Janice didn't tell me in advance, and I didn't prepare anything to entertain everyone."
Something suddenly occurred to her: "Aiwass, do you drink?"
"ah?"
Aiwass was a little confused for a moment: "What kind of wine? I can drink a little."
"The wine of immortality—it can prolong life. Come and taste it."
Freya tried her best to entertain everyone with enthusiasm but obviously not very skillful.
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