Stop trying to control me, Miss Moriarty!

Chapter 42 Please don't bring your XP to work!

"Lord Adler..."

After the Ripper left, Duchess Burtis gradually overcame her fear.

At the same time, she noticed the coldness beneath her and the unsightly state of her body, and her face flushed red. "Can we... leave now? I want to change my clothes..."

In her more than thirty years of life, she had never had such an embarrassing experience.

This time, it just so happened to be in front of Lord Adler; it was truly humiliating.

"Madeline, we may have to wait another two minutes."

Erin took off his trench coat and tossed it to her: "Use this to cover yourself for now. Also, give me the keys."

Duchess Burtis took the trench coat, and the scent of cedar gradually filled her nostrils, along with a lingering smell of gunpowder.

This...this is the taste of Lord Adler!

She looked up at Erin, her crimson eyes filled with disdain.

But why? It seems even more captivating than the gentleness from before.

Her heart fluttered, her breathing quickened, and she couldn't help but hug her trench coat tightly, pressing it to her chest, inhaling the scent deeply, and squeezing her legs together.

Erin was pretty sure she was beyond saving.

"...The key!" he emphasized.

"oh oh!"

Duchess Bourges hurriedly took the bunch of keys from her waist and tossed them over.

Erin bypassed the woman on the ground and approached the cage.

Click—

After two attempts, the third key engaged with the bolt, producing a crisp metallic sound, and the iron gate opened.

Three small figures huddled together on the ground, eyes closed, breathing slightly weak but still steady; they had indeed just fainted.

They were really unlucky. Not only were they kidnapped, but they also encountered a mentally ill person like the Ripper. Hopefully, it won't leave any trauma on their young minds.

Erin bent down and gently lifted them out one by one, placing them side by side on the clean ground away from Lady Burtis.

He looked at the three similar little faces, his gaze lingering on them.

The two girls look almost identical, and the boy has a slight resemblance to them in his eyebrows and eyes, so they are probably triplets.

He was quite certain that he had not seen them at all in the less than a week that had passed.

But why does it feel like it looks familiar?

Is it a character who appeared in the game?

He tried hard to recall those character illustrations.

—My thoughts were interrupted.

Within the range of the perception magic, something is rapidly approaching.

strangeness.

Erin looked up.

There was still one minute left; Moriarty wasn't the type to misreport the time.

And why from the sky?

boom--

A loud crash came from the tin roof of the warehouse.

The sound was as loud as an entire train colliding head-on, the thick iron sheets fracturing and being smashed into a large hole.

A figure descended from the sky.

The entire warehouse trembled the moment it landed.

Centered on the figure, a crater about five inches deep was smashed into the ground, and Archie's body was thrown into the air by the shockwave.

Despite the swirling smoke and dust, which made it impossible for Erin to see the other person's face clearly, he was still surrounded by smoke and dust.

But judging from this way of entering and the vague figure, it is clearly not Moriarty!

"Who are you!"

He took two steps back, watching the newcomer warily, ready to draw upon the magic power within the magic crystal at any moment.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the figure inside was revealed. Although it was still not very clear, it should be a woman.

She stood in the center of the crater she had created, covered in dust, yet her clothes remained completely intact despite the enormous impact.

She first looked at Archie's gruesome corpse, her gaze lingering for a few seconds.

He clenched his teeth, his body trembling slightly.

The gaze then turned to Erin.

Finally, it landed on the three children behind him.

In that instant, her body began to shake violently.

Despite being unharmed after smashing through the sheet metal and the ground, she exuded a sense of utter despair, as if she might collapse at any moment.

"You, you—!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with grief and anger, and it was heartbreaking to listen to.

"Why?! What... what are Lily and the others... going to do?!"

Incoherent words echoed in the warehouse.

Erin could see her tears.

Tears, made red by the blood streaks, almost welled up and slid down her cheeks, mixing with the blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Madam, you..."

He was about to explain.

The figure then disappeared.

Unlike the Ripper's special abilities, and without any magical fluctuations, she seemed to have accomplished the act of almost instantaneous teleportation solely through physical strength.

Where did this monster come from?

The pale golden light solidified and instantly formed a barrier in front of Erin.

The figure reappeared.

She clenched her fist and swung it.

That hand had distinct knuckles, and could even be described as slender.

Yet it passed through the magic barrier without any hindrance.

click-

The sound of ice cracking could be heard.

No, I didn't wear it!

The barrier that could withstand dozens of attacks from the Ripper was shattered the moment it made contact.

Weightlessness and a feeling of suffocation followed immediately.

The hand grabbed his collar, and the force was so great that he couldn't resist at all.

Erin was lifted up.

The other person's other clenched fist was suspended in mid-air, less than 20 centimeters from his face.

If it were to come down like that, judging from what happened just now, his head would probably explode like a watermelon hit by a hammer.

Damn it, I have no choice but to teleport away.

They could only hope that this inexplicable enemy wouldn't harm Lady Burtis and the three children.

Just as Erin was rapidly constructing the spell, he finally saw the face clearly.

Despite looking extremely haggard, with almost no color in her eyes except blood, he still recognized her.

"Wait a minute, Inspector Lestrade!"

Erin practically shouted it out.

He now finally understood where that sense of familiarity came from.

Those three children are Lestrade's younger siblings, so they also have a character portrait in the game, but they were originally human!

What did those idiot screenwriters do after he died?!

"Apocalypse" is fine as long as it's used to fill in plot holes, but why add a strange demi-human setting to the Lestrade family?

They even turned this London police chief, a bumbling cop who could never catch criminals and a beloved comedic character, into a monster!

Patricia Lestrade paused for a moment.

Even if you know them...

Her voice was still hoarse, and her eyes held a heavy, dark cloud of murderous intent and anger.

Erin quickly continued, "Your younger brother and sister have just fainted!"

He pointed to the side: "That lady can also testify!"

Duchess Burtis was taken aback, then nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes! You've misunderstood! Please release Lord Adler!"

silence.

—The feeling of weightlessness then disappeared.

The moment Erin's feet touched the ground, his knees buckled and he almost lost his balance. He rubbed his neck, which was throbbing painfully from being strangled, and refocused his gaze.

Lestrade has disappeared again.

found it.

She was kneeling beside the three children.

"Very good…"

Compared to before, her voice was softer and gentler.

"Very good……"

She repeated it.

"I'm so glad you're all alright..."

She reached out her trembling hands and gently touched her younger siblings' faces: "It's all my fault... I didn't take good care of you."

Her tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping onto the ground, but her expression clearly showed extreme joy.

Erin stood to the side, still rubbing her neck, feeling a little touched.

Of course, he would have been even more moved if that scene hadn't happened.

It seems I need to explain the situation a little.

"Detective..."

He omitted most of the irrelevant content for tonight, leaving only a simple, harmless version:

"...In short, this lady and I were just passersby who happened to be acting bravely."

Patricia stood up, wiped away her tears, and, as if with a solemn sense of ritual, bowed deeply to Erin and the others:

"terribly sorry!

"Not only did I misunderstand you both, but I also attacked you! I am utterly ashamed of such behavior. Please feel free to ask for any compensation or apology you require; I will have no objection whatsoever!"

Erin quickly waved his hand: "Madam, I understand how you felt at the time... there's no need for that..."

"No!"

Patricia interrupted him.

She took a step forward, grasped Erin's hands tightly, her eyes welling up with tears again, her gaze incredibly sincere:

"I even considered violating the principles of a British policeman and attempted to kill you, nearly committing an irreparable sin! I will certainly atone for my sins with my actions and express my deepest gratitude."

All Erin wanted to do now was leave as quickly as possible.

"Detective, you really don't need to!"

He tried to pull his hand away.

It didn't budge. I tried again. Still the same.

Was this strength value filled in manually?

"Adler".

Just then, a familiar voice came from inside.

Erin looked up.

Moriarty was leaning against the broken wall of the warehouse with his arms crossed.

Her breathing seemed a little rapid, a few strands of messy hair were damp with sweat and scattered on the side of her face, and her usually impeccable clothes were now wrinkled.

Jessia narrowed her eyes, watching Erin and Lestrade entangled together, and smiled slightly:

"It seems I've arrived at the wrong time?"