Golden Darkness's Own Opinion

After all, just now, right in front of her eyes, this cunning human broke his promise and turned his back on his original ally without hesitation.

Like [Witch], [Killer] also values ​​the "contract" the most.Only by completing missions and getting paid, relying on the simplest spirit of contract can the profession of assassin continue to exist.

The Golden Darkness is not sure, after she completes Lilith's request, will the princess who has achieved her goal sell her to another existence.

What's more, Lilith is not the only one who knows the truth.

The golden darkness turned its attention to the black witch codenamed [Oleander].

"Hehehehe..."

Clutching her abdomen, the witch leaning against the wall licked the blood spilling from her mouth, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help grinning slowly.

"……Ha ha ha ha!"

At first, it was just a shallow laughter, but later, it turned into an uncontrollable madness.

The mouth and nose are full of fishy and sweet breath, and there are still buzzing beeps in the ears, and the severe pain spreading from the abdomen to the limbs is almost unbearable——Golden Darkness' kick Oleander felt as if she had been run over by a prehistoric monster.However, Oleander doesn't care about all of this.

What could be more interesting than witnessing the gorgeous transformation of a schemer who thinks everything in the world is under control into a clown?

"That's it, that's it. Come on, come on, Medusa. Ask me, ask me, I'll tell you, I'll clear you up. All the nasty stuff, if you ask, I'll I dare to answer."

She admitted that Lilith had found the Golden Darkness to lurk beside her, which was indeed beyond her expectations.

But what does it matter?

The witch took out a small disk from under her sleeve.

"All the truth, right here."

"This disk, in the hands of the 'former' dignitaries whose power was taken away by you, has a duplicate copy..."

The strange fluctuation of magic power was fleeting.

"Now that I have untied them, guess what the consequences will be?"

Still need to guess?Even an idiot with no sense of politics can think of it, it must be an unscrupulous and crazy revenge.

Oleander threw the disk in her hand towards the golden darkness.

Although he said before that he would only tell her the truth if she asked him, but Oleander couldn't wait any longer——

— can't wait to see Lilith's destruction.

"This is a win-win situation. You have to let yourself fall into a situation of mutual destruction."

She smiled happily and recklessly.

"How, Your Highness? I created everything and destroyed everything. Can you bear the anger of the 'Witch'?"

……

……

"It doesn't matter."

……what?

Seeing Lilith's free and easy look, Oleander's smile froze on her face.

"The current situation is also a scene in my script."

The princess leisurely took off all the symbols that could represent her current status that she was wearing on her body.The badge of the royal family, the knife worn by the first crown prince, the token that can lead and command the Butei all over London... She solemnly and solemnly delivered these items to——

——Golden Dark Hand.

"I've said it a long time ago, my life, everything about me, if you want it, take it."

"Although I'm sorry that Kanzaki H. Aria didn't come with you." Princess, no, she shrugged her shoulders as a British citizen, Lilith, but then He just patted the shoulder of the golden dark in relief, "However, if it's you, it probably has a good ending."

"...What do you mean? What do you want to do!?"

The unexpected development made Oleander's complexion change.

Unexpected because there was another, absurd possibility that she had ruled out from the start.

"Come on, Miss Eve."

Ignoring Oleander's stern questioning, Lilith raised her head and closed her eyes, revealing her slender neck like a swan's neck.

"kill me."

Kill this humble and sinful me who killed my father, seized power, deceived my superiors and concealed my inferiors.

The rise of the [hero] needs the bones of the [sinner] as a stepping stone.

From the very beginning, there was no place for her in the ending she wrote.

Shadow of the End, Volume 182: Chapter 82 Chapter [-] Funeral

There is nothing more to say about the next thing.

The golden darkness stood on top of a tall building, silently looking down at the funeral procession below.

Today's foggy city seems to be darker and gloomy than in the past. When she raised her head, what caught her eyes was the gray clouds that almost covered the entire sky.

Probably, it is going to rain.The air was filled with the dull fishy smell that was unique before the heavy rain.

"I found you."

A soft and transparent female voice came from behind. In the past, the chic and playful voice was surprisingly quiet because of the nasal tone.

The golden darkness didn't look back.

Aria walked up to her, and the wind whipped her blonde and peach hair, tangling it and then pulling it apart.

Between the two, there seemed to be an invisible barrier, and the two who were supposed to be the closest were now separated by a small but subtle distance.

Like the golden darkness, Aria climbed over the fence on the edge of the roof and looked out in a rather dangerous posture.

The black "tide" continues to rise and fall into the distance.

Aria was silent for a while, then withdrew her gaze, and refocused on the killer beside her.

She still had an indifferent face without any expression, and still had dim bloody eyes without any brilliance. Ever since she came back from nowhere with a trace of blood last night, she could no longer see through the heart of this supposedly easy-to-understand girl. .

"You... don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

Originally, she didn't want to come to this step so soon, but she couldn't bear it anymore.This illusion of "the golden darkness is getting farther and farther away from Aria", this sense of contradiction that is clearly beside her but cannot be touched, made her feel fear from the bottom of her heart.

"..."

No, this is not an illusion.Aria suddenly recalled that Golden Darkness had told her that she was a person who did not belong to this world, and now, the strong sense of belonging to the non-worldly people was covering Golden Darkness's whole body.

Suppressing the uneasiness rising from the bottom of her heart, trying to maintain a calm tone, Aria spoke again.

"You killed her?"

"……Um."

The small voice that rolled down from her lips, if the girl's attention hadn't been focused on her, perhaps this soft and fragile reply would have been obliterated by the wind?

"why?"

"..."

This time, it was silent again.

"Can't you tell?"

"No."

Looking at the Kuroshio in the distance, the golden darkness understood that it would only take a few days before everything about Lilith's death would flow out... No, maybe it wouldn't take a few days at all. And those dignitaries who think they have her handle and evidence will definitely speed up the process, and they will spare no effort to destroy the only reputation of the deceased with malicious intent.

Afterwards, the follower left behind by the princess will lead everything to the right track, and use her suddenly cold corpse to build a road for the person who inherits her will and the rest of her life to be crowned king.

"I can't tell 'you'."

Aria's face quickly turned pale, not because of the bitter wind, but because of something that chilled her even more than this wind.

Language is actually the deadliest and sharpest knife.

"Fool……"

She didn't feel as deeply as people imagined about Lilith's death.

"Fool."

She is not the Holy Mother, between the closest relative and the most reasonable, she still tends to the former.

"stupid stupid stupid!"

The ponytail on the back of his head viciously swept across the golden dark face, leaving a slight red mark.

What she was annoyed, what she was angry with, what she felt sad was that the golden darkness once again chose one person to bear everything.

……

The Golden Darkness silently watched Aria's back as she walked further and further away.

"Aren't you going to catch up?"

"In London, there is no enemy strong enough to injure her, except you."

The killer turned around and stared indifferently at the gentleman who seemed to appear here suddenly.She is not an unreasonable and heartless person. Before this, Aria had already begged her like that, asking her to give her the right to stand by her side. She really had no reason to tell her that she had hurt her like before. words from the heart.

Sherlock Holmes.

"I always feel that I invited you to join [I·U], as if it was just last night."

It was still the same young gentleman dressed in an old-fashioned suit when we first met him, with a cane in one hand and a pipe in the other, smiling gently at the killer.It seemed that because the surrounding brightness had dropped to a certain level, the intelligent light-sensitive wall lamp beside the iron gate leading to the rooftop dimly lit up, elongating the shadow of Sherlock Holmes until it completely covered the girl.

The golden dark side unfolded expressionlessly.

"Don't be so hostile, I don't intend to fight you."

The piercing murderous look was just a spring breeze to him. Sherlock Holmes calmly paused his cane. The end of the cane made of unknown material collided with the celadon floor tiles, sending out a sound that seemed to be able to cleanse the body. Soul-like crisp sound.

"I'm just here to express my condolences to my old friend and my adoptive daughter. After all, for an old guy like me, every time a familiar person dies, the affection placed on him is lost forever. .”

Because of living too long, seeing too much, and seeing through too much, the sincerity that I gave when I was young is even more precious.

Sherlock Holmes looked at the black coffin from a distance, and a hint of complexity flashed in his crimson eyes.

His relationship with the Charles family, in terms of origin, has to be traced back very far.

"O Golden Darkness, you don't want to prevent an old man from saying his last goodbye to his friend?"

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PS: short and weak.

The Shadow of the End, Volume 183: Chapter 83 Chapter [-] Funeral ([-])

The funeral procession became more and more bloated.

I don't know when it started, the outermost edge of the black tide seeped into the rest of the variegated colors, and became thicker as time went on, until finally, except for the core of the coffin, it still remained pure and solemn black, What started as a black trickle has turned into a flood of color.

The Golden Darkness and Sherlock Holmes hung far away at the rear of the team.

"That kid is doing better than I thought."

Leaning on crutches and pacing unhurriedly, Sherlock Holmes in a black suit unobtrusively blended into the funeral procession.Capturing the unconcealable sadness on the faces of the ordinary people around him, he murmured in surprise unconsciously. This level of sadness is definitely not just because of the passing of another person with the title of "royal family" That's all.

"You... seem to be familiar with her?"

In addition to causing a slight commotion when blending into the crowd because of his exquisite appearance, the killer quickly suppressed his high-spirited presence, and also used black as his usual color, which was almost obliterated in the eyes of others The young girl indifferently raised her drooping eyelids.

She was a little concerned.

Especially that word that Sherlock Holmes said when they met.

daughter.

"That's it."

Sherlock Holmes shrugged.

"At the invitation of the prince, I baptized his daughter. In terms of righteousness, I also bear the false name of 'the godfather of the princess'."

"Oh."

The golden dimly responded, and then stopped talking.It is enough to get an answer that can explain the "phenomenon". She doesn't want to know more details. She is not interested in the past of Sherlock and the Charles family.