Chapter 677
Chapter 677: Chapter 69 Anna Kingsford Chapter 677: Chapter 69 Anna Kingsford February 17th, early morning.
After visiting the Hall of Silver and Tin and bidding farewell to Queen Isabel and Aiwass, Edward set out for the Lohar District.
He was prepared to take a ship from Lohar Port to Iris Flower.
Aiwass, Lily, and Sherlock rode on Gryphons, carrying their luggage and preparing to fly to the westernmost part of Summer County in Avalon.
From there, they planned to board the regular ferry to the Holy Nation.
Of course, it wouldn’t be impossible for the Gryphons to carry them directly to their destination.
However, that would have been rather impolite—after all, Gryphons were considered one of Avalon’s top military units, which was akin to arriving in a military helicopter.
Edward was on a diplomatic mission to Iris Flower, while Aiwass was going to study in the Holy Nation, as well as express gratitude.
Considering that Avalon was still in a state of war, it was better for them to keep a low profile when acting in a friendly nation.
And surely, riding a Gryphon couldn’t be as comfortable as taking the ferry.
However, even so, the news that Minister Moriarty was about to set off for the Holy Nation spread quickly.
It wasn’t that the reporters of Avalon had any special channels for information.
Instead, Aiwass had deliberately let the news slip…
through Dimitri, the editor-in-chief he had supported.
Now with Aiwass’s absence, if there were still people in Avalon with malicious intentions, they would be lured out by this news.
They had no idea how long Aiwass would stay in the Holy Nation—time waited for no one.
Although Aiwass had already used this trick once, a good plan remains effective no matter its age.
As long as it was executed well, humans could be forgetful creatures.
On the ferry, Aiwass, clad in a priest’s robe, gazed thoughtfully at the glittering waters in the distance.
Last night, during a casual conversation, Isabel had shared with Aiwass all the secrets she had learned from the promotion ceremony.
Professor Moriarty certainly couldn’t obtain direct information from the promotion ceremony…
but the mysterious knowledge he shared with Isabel, Aiwass always sensed, wasn’t entirely out of goodwill.
Perhaps, after learning certain things, Aiwass’s actions would lean towards the direction Professor Moriarty desired…
It wasn’t impossible.
…But from another perspective, this was indeed invaluable information.
“Cicada Slough,” “Endless Knot,” “Reincarnation Celestial Marshal”…
These were all things unknown to Aiwass.
Yet, they happened to corroborate the few impressions Aiwass had, albeit fragmented.
The matter of [Cicada Slough] was the first recorded event of the Pillar God changing hands in history.
Only the earliest of the Wisdom species had witnessed this event.
It could be said to be the world’s greatest secret.
Compared to the matters of [Forbidden Fruit] and [Sovereignty], the special aspect of the [Cicada Slough] event was that it involved the succession of several Pillar Gods at once.
As far as is known, the Lord of Scalefeather, Amber, Great Sage, Beast Master, and Supreme Heaven all assumed the Seat of the Pillar God as a result of that event.
And from the secrets Aiwass vaguely understood, the Serpent Father and Hourglass were also closely related to this event, shrouded in deep secrecy…
The only ones confirmed to have no connection to [Cicada Slough] were Candle Master and Gemini Mirror, both Pillar Gods who existed since the ancient past.
Now, only a very few Longevity Species, like Dragons, remember the secret of [Cicada Slough].
Even the vast Candle Master’s Library of the Holy Nation is vague about this event.
Some say it was a war for unification, others say it was a sacrifice for division.
But perhaps the initial war was for a sacrifice, with cups filled with the enemies’ blood.
—Professor Moriarty was actually attempting to tap into [Cicada Slough], and he had even come to understand knowledge like the “Endless Knot.” Could it be that what he pursued were these very secrets?
“What’s on your mind?”
It was at that moment that Sherlock approached Aiwass with a sour face.
He reached out, leaning his elbow on Aiwass’s shoulder.
Aiwass brushed his elbow away irritably, but Sherlock, rather pettily, propped his elbow on the other shoulder.
“I was thinking, you really are petty,” Aiwass commented.
“I guess you weren’t thinking about Her Majesty the Queen, then,” Sherlock raised his eyebrows, “Right, Auspicious?”
“…You’re not calling me the enchanting Fox Master this time?”
“It was you who said that.
A fox is a symbol of auspiciousness—shouldn’t you be pleased with the name?”
Aiwass smacked his lips and then pinched the back of Sherlock’s neck with a retaliating hand.
While saying this with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, he began to massage Sherlock’s neck: “Your shoulders seem quite tense, let me treat that for you.”
Although the first touch was particularly heavy, causing Sherlock to cry out in pain, Aiwass did begin to truly massage him afterward.
So Sherlock knelt down, resting his hands on the railing of the deck.
“My guess,” Sherlock suddenly spoke, “is that you’re worrying about the future.”
“Part of it,” Aiwass smiled.
A part of it was the past—a past before the birth of humanity.
Sherlock suddenly asked, “Thinking about the Professor?”
Aiwass was somewhat surprised and looked towards Sherlock, “How did you guess?”
And he quickly realized, “Isabel asked you, didn’t she?”
Given Isabel’s attentiveness, she would certainly have noticed his wariness towards the Professor.
It was impossible for her to relay everything the Professor told her to him without filtering it through a mutual, trustworthy friend who could keep a secret.
That could only be Sherlock.
“What I told Her Majesty was to speak frankly.
For a clever person, difficulties are always easier to resolve than misunderstandings,” he said.
Sherlock didn’t look up at Aiwass.
He continued to squat on the ground, hands on the railing, lazily gazing at the distant sea in a pose reminiscent of “prison bars tears” and said, “Rather than let you guess what she might be hiding, it’s better to lay out everything and then study and analyze it.”
“So, did you figure something out?”
“A part.”
Sherlock revealed a restrained smile, providing an answer that somewhat surprised Aiwass.
This time, Aiwass was genuinely astonished.
With Sherlock’s character, if he had only discovered a little, he wouldn’t have told Aiwass.
When he said “a part,” it meant he had uncovered much.
And it had only been a short day!
Or was it that…
“—Had you been suspecting my father all along?”
“A long time ago, I spoke with Edward about it.
I nearly got myself killed.”
Sherlock spoke somberly, “Of course, I gave everything to Edward to destroy.
I couldn’t possibly deceive him by keeping a copy that might be found and used against him.”
While saying this, he smugly turned his head and tapped his own skull, “But do I need that stuff?
No, not at all.
“The documents I have seen once are etched in my brain.
The evidence and files were indeed destroyed, but I remember every single word, every punctuation mark.
“After receiving intelligence from Her Majesty, I went back to organize it…
and indeed discovered something.”
Looking at the triumphant Sherlock, Aiwass suddenly understood why he had disappeared from the “empty house.”
He became interested; he really dared to investigate anything!
Although he wanted to criticize Sherlock for his risky behavior, Aiwass wisely kept silent—if Sherlock got angry and decided not to share his findings, that wouldn’t be good.
Better to coax the information out of him first and then criticize.
“So,” Aiwass asked with interest, “what did you find out?”
“A critical point.”
Sherlock didn’t play coy but quickly responded, “Your sister, Freya Morley Moriarty—she is actually Professor Moriarty’s biological daughter…
Hmm, seeing your reaction, you already knew?”
“Indeed, what else?”
“Aren’t you curious about who her mother is?” Sherlock retorted.
“…To be honest, I am somewhat curious.”
Aiwass nodded, speaking sincerely.
What kind of person could captivate such a profoundly calculating and emotionally detached man?
At least according to Aiwass’s understanding of Professor Moriarty, there seemed to be no sign of personal desire in that man.
“She is a witch from the Domain of Love.
Her name is Anna Kingsford, a Star Antimony.
Based on uncertain information, I believe she is a member of the Rose Cross Society.”
Sherlock smoothly answered, “And she has another identity…@@novelbin@@
that is, the initial founder of the civilian Transcendent organization [Golden Dawn] of Avalon.
“—Yes, the very same Golden Dawn that Jacob, Mathers, and Ye Zhi are part of.”
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