348 Evil Boss (1/2)
”Then I shall leave the round Adamantine rock and the intelligence of the Ogres here. If you have any queries, please contact me at any time. I'll bring new intelligence over tomorrow.”
Sherlock took his outer coat and hat and reminded the dazed Nicholas before leaving his office.
Nicholas, who was shocked to the core, finally recovered, and he swallowed hard.
That was Lord Sherlock, the mysterious and unfathomable superior Devil Lord. He was terrifying. I thought Sherlock had allied with the Ogres. This is laughable… Nicholas thought, laughing at himself.
…
”Lord Sherlock, how did you know that Nicholas may not trust you? From his tense expression, he was losing trust in you,” Bru said thoughtfully as Sherlock walked out of Nicholas' office.
”One of the intelligence agents is called Bond, and he is the most experienced intelligence agent in Winterfell. If the gamers defected to the enemy in a bid to obtain intelligence, Bond would report this matter to Nicholas immediately, and he would be doubtful. It's a simple deduction,” Sherlock said as he walked out of the Dungeon Lord Main Hall.
Sherlock looked left and right before proceeding.
”So Lord Sherlock was deducing? That's awesome! After your intervention, Nicholas shouldn't doubt you, but… where are you going?”
Sherlock didn't return to Eternal Kingdom, walking in the opposite direction.
He didn't respond to Bru either, walking to the roadside and hailing a Hades Carriage.
…
”Pa ta, pa ta, pa ta…”
The Hades Carriage slowed to a halt outside the entrance to the bustling downtown area. He could see the passersby clearly from the roadside.
Sherlock descended from the Hades Carriage and paid his fees, then adjusted his black gentleman's hat and entered the marketplace.
This was a wholesale distribution center. Compared to the Winterfell Commercial Area and shopping malls, the goods here were messy, but the prices were lower.
Sherlock wasn't purchasing goods in bulk. He walked to a garment shop and knocked on the door with his cane.
A Gnome opened the door and received Sherlock warmly.
”Dearest Devil Lord, are you purchasing goods… Oh! Oh my god, are you Lord Sherlock? Is that you? I'm not dreaming? Oh my god…”
The boss of the wholesale garment shop recognized Sherlock and inhaled deeply, looking as though he was out of breath due to excitement.
Sherlock smiled and said to the boss, ”Don't worry, I'm here to do an equation.”
”What, what did you say?”
The shopkeeper opened his eyes widely and stared at him in disbelief.
”I'm here to do an equation,” Sherlock repeated himself.
The Gnome nodded and swallowed hard, then waved his hand and beckoned Sherlock deeper into his shop.
The shop wasn't large, but it displayed various garments and cloth. The Gnome led Sherlock into the interior chamber and said nervously, ”I didn't expect Lord Sherlock to have the same hobby. I don't mean to look down on you, but I can't imagine a superior Devil in love with studying. I'm unable to tell a stranger what I like to study. Haha, Lord Sherlock isn't a stranger. You're my idol, and you saved me twice. I don't know how I can…”
The Gnome chatted incessantly, and it looked like he would never stop, so Sherlock smiled and said calmly, ”Just open the door.”
”Ah, apologies, Lord Sherlock. I'm too excited, and once I'm excited, I talk nonstop. Just like when my granny brought me here and told me that my biggest problem is…”
Bru's voice filled Sherlock's mind. ”Oh my god, the Gnome has been talking nonstop. I think he will click well with the gamers who can chat for an entire day. They can chat using their phones and in games. To them, it's the same.”
Bru also started nagging. Fortunately, Sherlock had no intention to respond to them.
While the shopkeeper was blabbering, a wall became distorted and turned into a huge mouth.