After calming down the string of rather rapid coughs, "Elish" let go of the flute-shaped wine glass in his hand and smiled with a mellow voice with a hint of hoarseness:

"I haven't drank champagne from Intis for a long time, and I haven't gotten used to the bubbles in the wine. I'm going to show you a classic mistake case."

Hearing that she simply ignored this trivial matter that was not even an episode, Klein tried hard to get rid of the doubts in his mind. He picked up his flute cup and took a sip. He felt that the wine tasted mellow and had dense foam.

, the aftertaste is delicate and sweet, extremely appetizing, and there is no reason to cough in any wrong case.

...I should have said something wrong, right?

He muttered secretly in his heart.

Opposite the dining table, Leonor, a sun believer with a sincere and concerned look on his face, was obviously relieved, and in the blink of an eye he put on a warm and cheerful smile:

"You're fine. This champagne is mainly produced in the Talou area on the south bank of the Line River. It is famous for its rich and long-lasting bubbles. I suggest you drink it lightly and hold it in your mouth for a few seconds.

In this way, you can fully feel the vibrancy of the wine in your mouth. And today's appetizer also matches the taste of this champagne. We chose fresh seafood and mixed it into the salad. You two can try adding the cheese here, the taste will be different.

very good!"

There are quite a few things to pay attention to...

Klein looked at the disciple of the sun who seemed to be both a sommelier and a gourmet. After the other party turned his attention to "Elish", he raised his glass again and took a sip of the misty champagne in the glass.

The wine tasting method he introduced was to hold the clear light golden liquid in your mouth and slowly taste this expensive "Fat House Happy Water" that belongs to the upper class.

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself yet." The young man with light blond hair raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at Klein beside him, and then continued, "Arthur Watson, thank you.

Today’s treat.”

puff.

Half a mouthful of excellent wine that had not yet been drunk was squirted out. Fortunately, the person reacted in time, covered his mouth and the wasted wine with his hand, adjusted his facial muscles as quickly as possible, and swallowed it whole.

There is a residual liquid left in the mouth that cannot be tasted at all.

"Mr. Sherlock Moriarty? Are you okay?" Lionel couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and walked to the guest's side. In an over-enthusiastic manner, he picked up the towel on the table and helped him.

Good luck.

"Ahem...No, it's okay. Please don't worry about it, Mr. Lionel."

Klein took the towel in his hand and began to wipe the area stained with alcohol, with a tense expression on his face.

In the past, the embarrassment of accidentally making such a disgraceful reaction would have caused him to experience social death with a loss of face. However, at this moment, the shock in his heart simply exceeded the bottom line and reached the point where it could not be increased.

No, to be honest, although he considered letting Miss Witch use the surname "Watson", but... he never mentioned his plan to her at all!

But she...why did she suddenly say such a name?

And it happens to be Arthur Watson!

Although there is no character named Arthur around either "Sherlock" or "Moriarty".

However, their creator, the writer who wrote those stories... Sir Conan Doyle's name is none other than Arthur!

...is it a coincidence?

No, how could such a degree of coincidence exist in the world! No matter how much you deceive yourself and others, you should never choose such a baseless lie!

Klein turned his head blankly, and happened to look straight into a pair of blue eyes that seemed to have deep meaning. For a moment, he was unable to gather enough powerful thoughts to open the door to the most reasonable guess.

He saw the handsome face that was far more delicate than ordinary people coming closer to him, and then the cherry-colored lips moved to the ear, so close to the ear that he could feel the warm breath and softly uttered a text:

"If I said I used mind reading on you... would you feel better now?"

Reading... hearts? Did she really read his hearts?

Klein felt confused and confused.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, it's time to go back and talk about it. After all, you see, we live under the same roof, and we always have plenty of time at night...right?"

With that said, the handsome man who abruptly decided to change his name chuckled, reopened the distance between the two, and motioned for him to look across the dining table.

Klein reluctantly suppressed the chaotic conjectures that shocked him, and unconsciously glanced at the face of the Sun believer who was sitting back at the dining table. He was immediately attracted by the subtle expression on his face that said "I see" and "This is the kind of relationship you have."

Wake up with a start.

Seeing him looking at him, Brother Lionel smiled without any discomfort:

"I understand that both of them need new identification for extremely personal reasons... I will not ask the reason, and I have no intention of delving into their past. After all, we are only starting from this moment.

Didn’t the unfamiliar relationship between us gradually getting to know each other, and the words worth remembering by both parties, begin with our mutual names?”

Alice, whose official pseudonym is "Arthur Watson", nodded obediently:

"What you said makes sense, but please allow me to correct a small misunderstanding - we just left in a hurry and failed to bring valid documents to prove our identity, so we thought of entrusting you to reissue them for us.

"

"Yes, yes, of course, you two are just applying for new certificates... Haha, it's not too late to discuss these things after dinner."

After tacitly agreeing on the same message, Brother Lionel quickly eased the somewhat sluggish atmosphere at the dinner table with a lame Loen joke.

As the waiter delivered the main dishes of grilled foie gras, Marsale fish soup, oyster cups, red wine pheasant and other delicacies to the guests, Klein put aside his worries and his appetite was completely aroused. He

Looking forward to it, I cut off a small piece of foie gras with a knife and fork and put it into my mouth, slowly chewing the delicate aroma that melted in my mouth.

The white-robed sun believer is like a real gourmet. From time to time, he will introduce the background of a certain dish to two new friends, or comment on the appearance and taste, and the flavors of different sauces, with a friendly but indifferent attitude.

Show arrogance and keep the dining atmosphere at a friendly and peaceful threshold.

Naturally, when the third round of drinks was added to the glass, the three of them already omitted the cumbersome title of "sir" and "sir" and started addressing each other directly by their first names.

It is indeed easy to get closer to others at the dinner table...but does this sun believer's approach seem too like the style of my big foodie country?

Is this also the butterfly effect brought about by Emperor Russell?

Klein thought to himself while eating oysters dripping with fresh lemon juice.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Lionel's topic of oysters opposite him happened to come to an end. He found the right moment to ask the question he had been curious about for a long time.

Of course, in a rather tactful way.

"Leonard, you are a sun believer and an Intis person. How come you want to come to the Kingdom of Loen? If you want to maintain your faith in this land, you will encounter many difficulties...

…”

Looking at his attire, it is very likely that Lionel belongs to the Eternal Sun Church, but I don’t know what level of clergy he is, what his status is, and whether he is a powerful extraordinary person...

But he seems to have some underground channels in Backlund that can forge documents, and he has the financial resources to invite others to have feasts in quite high-end restaurants. He looks like he is doing well and has no shortage of money...

Klein had a suspicion that Lionel was the kind of Intis diplomat who could only appear in newspapers, but his approachable and overly attentive attitude always dispelled his suspicion.

Looking back at Alice, the moment she heard this question, her heart instinctively clicked.

But what she said was like water being thrown out, with no way to take it back. She could only maintain a polite smile on her face, shake it quietly, and admire the champagne bubbles floating in the flute-shaped wine glass.

"It's not that I want to come to the Kingdom of Loen and stand on the soil of this City of Hope." Lionel smiled heartily and shook his head, "Sherlock, do you think the sun will change due to different beliefs?

Are you abandoning people in other countries? Are the citizens of Loen unable to see the sun rise and set as they should because they do not believe in the 'Eternal Blazing Sun'?"

"...No. Regardless of whether we believe in it or not, the sun is there." Klein paused for a second, thinking of the young man who prayed to become the 'sun', and the silver city that never had daylight, and then he slowed down for a moment.

The ground replied.

"As you said, the reason why I came to Loen is of course easy to imagine."

Lionel's expression was full of satisfaction and joy, and his tone of voice was full of emotion as he turned the topic to the eternal blazing sun. He talked endlessly about the opportunity when he began to believe in the great blazing sun, and how he became a man under the witness of the blazing sun.

A devout priest seemed to want to cut open all the deeds related to the eternal blazing sun in his life one by one and place them in front of the two of them.

The smile on Klein's face gradually began to stiffen.

He used the power of the "Joker" potion to maintain his fake smile, and turned his attention to Alice who was absentmindedly drinking champagne: What's going on with this guy? Is he a fanatical believer in the Eternal Sun?

"That's just him, just get used to it." After approaching Klein and whispering softly, Alice noticed that Lionel on the other side stopped talking and raised his hand apologetically to hold the Sun Saint on his chest.

emblem.

"I'm just talking about my own business... I'm really ashamed. I always have a bad sense of proportion and fail to take into account the feelings of both of you." After a sincere apology, Lionel blinked a pair of clear blue eyes and was very happy.

He asked naturally, "What about Sherlock, and Arthur? You must have just arrived in Backlund not long ago. Is there anything I can do to share your worries?"

...This guy is really too attentive, to a suspicious degree!

Klein carefully organized his words, with a subtle smile on his face, and expressed the previously interrupted thoughts:

"We plan to open a detective agency to undertake various commissions, find people, find objects, or other... Haha, at least before the savings reserve fund I have accumulated in the past is used up, I hope to rely on my own ability to work in Backlund

Make a name for yourself."

Lionel praised excitedly:

"Detective? Are you two detective partners? That's a cool idea...ah, I mean cool!"

"So it shouldn't be you who shares our worries, but the other way around." Klein smiled decently, "Although our office has only been open for two days, I trust my partner and I's business capabilities. If there is any

If you need anything entrusted, you are welcome to come to us for consultation.”

It was supposed to be just polite remarks, but I never thought that after hearing this, the other party actually put down the knife and fork in his hand, holding his chin with a thoughtful expression.

"Commission... I may have a problem here that requires the help of two detectives."

"I'm not a detective, I'm just an assistant who does some chores." Alice chose to deny her identity as a "detective" at the first opportunity.
To be continued...