I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

"Ah~ I found it," Moriarty tossed the lighter in his hand, "How many times has this been?"

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A scalpel cut off the cigar that Moriarty was holding in his mouth and nailed it into the wall. A few strands of white hair fell slowly, and the lighter bang that was spinning in midair hit Moriarty in the face.

"The 38th time, smoking is harmful to health and needs lung removal surgery," the woman put down her hand, but looking at her posture, she might throw the right hand's kitchen knife at any time.

"Ahhhhh! Nightingale you stinky woman! Do you know how hard I went to steal this cigar from the museum! I'm getting down on my knees and begging for help!" Moriarty knelt on the ground with trembling hands He picked up a cigar that was cut twice.

He used to smoke one expensive cigar and throw one away, but now he roars and weeps over a cigar that he can't even see the brand.

Although he doesn't want to admit it at all, it's a fact. In this world, he's probably the only one who can take advantage of it. If he didn't know about the impossible, he would want to find those who can make him happy. medicine.

Nightingale just picked up the vacuum and sucked at Moriarty's hands.

"Why does my assistant have to be you! Ugh Ahhh don't do this! It's not rubbish yet!"

Moriarty slumped on the sofa, his last cigar No more, if this goes on, he can only find a revolver, put one bullet at the head and shoot for stimulation, no, is it more exciting to put five directly.

Suddenly I understand the Holmes guy.

"You're the germs of this world," Nightingale put away the vacuum cleaner, and Moriarty's expression froze a little at his succinct statement.

"Too much! I didn't do a single bad thing, even if I had a bad mind, I always endured it!" Moriarty protested dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you monitor that stinky woman, why? She looks more like a bad guy!"

"Today's lunch is braised pork trotters," Nightingale ignored Moriarty's protests and turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Ah~ come again, I'm the only one who can keep up with this world you talk about yourself," Moriarty spread his hands and glanced at the vacuum cleaner with some regret.

Fortunately, this guy, Nightingale, is not good at using vacuum cleaners on the market. He should be able to use it later.

"That's so desperate that it makes one want to commit suicide," Nightingale said quietly.

"I'm so sorry," Moriarty's mouth twitched.

Holmes, hurry up, if you don't come, I will soon become an ordinary retiree!

Chapter 8 Unexpectedly Ordinary Landing

I have been fighting and fighting. The evaluation of great achievements is meaningless to me, I am just fighting against the world. In the original world, if no one to lend a helping hand, to do nothing to keep silent, life would be so simply lost. This world is different, but it also has germs, that is, possession. . . ――? ? ?

"It's here."

Ritsuka Fujimaru said with a complicated look.

"It seems so, senior."

Mash is a little uncomfortable.

It wasn't because they encountered too many difficulties and dangers along the way to make them feel complicated. On the contrary, it was so relaxing, it was like traveling, and the peaceful feeling made them think for a moment that they were in Greater History of Man, and only the occasional skeletal shark reminds them that this is Lostbelt.

But compared to the Lostbelt in the past, it is still too comfortable, and they feel awkward when they are used to taking risks when they face the comfort they should enjoy.

It's too much.

"Come on, this is not the time for you to sigh," Cyd raised his hand and tapped Ritsuka Fujimaru's head, "You can't sleep in the car, there is a seaside hotel for tourists nearby. , the three meals there are all served in the open-air restaurant in the center, of course, you can ask the service staff to deliver it to your door, it only takes about five minutes by car from the city center."

Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash were a little stunned.

It always feels that they are not on the same channel, what the hell is the sense of sight of this tour guide.

"Well, we're not here to travel."

Although it's strange to say this suddenly, Da Vinci reminded it seriously.

“Do you need shelter?”

“You do.”

“Do you need food?”

“You do ."

"The accommodation you need should be at an appropriate distance from the city center, right."

"Yes."

"Then do you want to live? That seaside hotel?"

"I don't think it's a problem!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru gave a thumbs up.

Compared to the past where where to live and what to eat depends on destiny, Cyd's arrangement is too reasonable.

At least Goredolf has given up thinking.

"Is the library in that city center?" Holmes frowned.

"Yes, that, you can probably see the difference at a glance," Cyd smiled slightly, "I can't even remember it right away, so it's probably lost in the past and can be traced back. There are only books that record [Ancient], and there are only such books there."

"It's really a twist, why don't you tell me the answer directly," Holmes picked. brow.

"Don't you prefer to come up with your own answers?" Cyd tilted his head.

"Of course," Holmes raised his chin. "Exploring the truth is one of my few pleasures."

"I just hope you can share your pleasure with us. As a result," Ritsuka Fujimaru complained.

"It's common sense, my friend~" Holmes said with a smile.

I don't know whether to agree or refuse, anyway, this guy will always reveal the truth at the most critical time, although it is basically useless at that time.

“speaking of which,” Mash looked around suspiciously.

"Hmmmm," Ritsuka Fujimaru nodded hard, "So you found Mash too."

"Isn't this just an ordinary beach!" Goredolf yelled.

That's right!

Comfortable sea breeze, open umbrellas, beautiful women in swimsuits, children laughing in the sea.

There is no weird weather, no strange buildings, no scary devil beast, and no legendary giants, only ordinary humans.

This is just an ordinary beach!

There's something wrong with this Lostbelt.