"I can let her go, but the price is... you commit suicide in front of her."

Helen, in a coma, slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and the suffocation feeling of being grabbed by a pair of big hands gradually surged into her heart, and Lars' words also poured into her mind.

The goal was Lars' terrifying face and Sherlock's embarrassing look half-kneeling on the ground and gasping.

"Sum...Sherlock..."

Lars stretched out his finger and pressed it against Helen's chest. The sharp nails looked like a sharp thorn. Just move forward a little, you can pierce Helen's heart...

"How is it?" Lars looked at Sherlock with interest, "It's a good deal for one life to exchange for another."

"Why do you do this?" Sherlock said with a serious expression.

Lars grinned, "The despairing soul tasted more delicious..."

Lars never believed in any sincere feelings in this world. He was betrayed by others during his lifetime and killed the other party's whole family in hell.

No one will give up his life for others.

When you really encounter a life-and-death juncture, anyone will make the decision to abandon others and protect themselves. This is instinct.

So, the final outcome of this situation can only be...

The woman in her hand looked at the silent Sherlock and walked towards death in despair.

Sherlock will sink into regret and pain, self-blame and despair, and be swallowed by himself...

What a perfect script.

Lars thought intoxicatedly that there was nothing happier in this world than showing human nature to the innocent world.

"So...what is your decision? Give you thirty seconds to consider..."

Lars grinned, “Thirty, twenty-nine…”

Sherlock was silent, transformed into the silver dragon staff that looked like a sword but not a sword, and pointed it at his heart.

Helen's consciousness gradually became clear, and she also learned the current situation from the conversation between the two. She looked at Sherlock's movements and shouted excitedly.

"Sherlock! Don't believe him! He can't let us go! Listen to mine, go quickly! Use your magic to get out of this!"

Sherlock didn't say anything, the magic stored in the ring on his hand was infusing into his body, and the hands behind him were also preparing for a large magic trick...

That is the direction he has been focusing on over the years - time and space.

This is another magic called "Move Shadow Change".

It can replace space with another life or object, some of which are like a substitute technique in ninjutsu.

"……nineteen,"

Sherlock's expression changed slightly, "There are twenty seconds left!?"

"I changed my mind." Lars grinned, "Eight, Seven..."

Damn it!

Sherlock cursed inwardly, the recovery speed of magic is limited, and the time is not enough, so it seems that he can only delay the time for self-harm first...

Helen suddenly widened her eyes and shouted heart-wrenchingly, "Sherlock! Sherlock! Don't!!!"

But Sherlock obviously didn't listen. He made up his mind and tried to stab his chest hard...

Puff───

Immediately afterwards, something that made Lars and Sherlock stunned...

Helen hit Lars' claws violently. The sharp claws easily pierced the girl's weak chest and penetrated her heart with just a little strength.

Sherlock's pupils suddenly contracted to a point, and he roared excitedly.

"Helen!!!"

"Sum...Sherlock..."

Helen opened her mouth slightly, wanting something, but her throat was blocked by the gushing blood, but looking at her mouth, she should be saying...

Run quickly...

The anger gradually burned Sherlock's reason, and he rushed forward, and the flames burned around him.

But at this moment, Helen's soul was completely swallowed by this Wastod and integrated into his body.

"Tsk, it's really boring, stupid human."

Without getting the result he wanted, Lars spitted unhappily and threw Helen, who had already lost her life in her hand to Sherlock who rushed up.

Sherlock took Helen's body without any hesitation, but then, a black flash directly penetrated Helen's body and his chest...

Sherlock fell to the ground together with Helen. Although this wound was seriously injured for magic, it was not fatal.

But he seemed to be dead, his eyes were dim, he hugged Helen tightly, ignored Lars, and ignored everything around him...

...

...

"Sorry, sir, this place is about to close."

In an art gallery in Dororo, Helen, who had just graduated and worked part-time, said to Sherlock, who was standing in front of a painting without saying a word.

But Sherlock did not respond to her, but continued to look at the words without saying a word.

Helen didn't seem angry, but looked up at the painting.

"Its name is "Sky", and it is also my favorite work."

Sherlock turned his head in confusion.

I saw her looking at the painting, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, "Life is like the sky, with four seasons changing, and it is always changing. It will not be clear all the time, nor will it be snowing all the time, but as long as you overcome the cold winter, spring will always come..."

Sherlock looked at Helen's side face and smiled.

"You look about the same age as me, but you know such a profound truth?"

Helen didn't say anything, but raised her right hand and handed him something in the plastic bag.

"Murmur, this is for you."

"What's this?"

"Chocolate cake." Helen tilted her head and smiled, her eyes curled into crescent moons, which was very cute. "If you are unhappy, just eat some sweets, that's what I am."

But at that time, Sherlock felt that the smile of the girl he saw at that time was even healing people's hearts than sweets...

That was the first encounter with a girl at the beginning of school when she was about to graduate and was extremely confused about the future.

My father went bankrupt and his family was in ruins, so he had to move into the most chaotic Brook area. After that, my father went out to sea and never returned, leaving only the orphans and widows to support him.

After learning about the girl's sad past, Sherlock wondered more than once how the girl could still show such a sunny smile in such despair...

Later he understood...

She did not only care about the sun after she had tasted the warmth, but struggled out in despair and suffocation, and only hysterically hoped for the light.

It is precisely because she has experienced it that she has worked so hard to bring the sunshine to other people...

From then on, Sherlock made up his mind to protect this heartbreaking girl...

but……

Smack~

A small box in the girl's pocket rolled out and opened automatically because of the fall.

Inside, there is the round table Knight's medal that Sherlock gave her that day...

It was his glory, but now it became a silent ridicule, turning into a sharp blade and stabbing into his heart.

Tears fell on Helen's cheeks...

Silently, sobbing...

Even my heart was crying, as if my soul was about to be vomited out...

I have protected the world, but I have not been able to... protect you...

...

Lars raised his finger again, and the black light spot condensed on his fingers, preparing to kill both at once.

But it is also this moment.

A chill enveloped his heart, and the surging murderous intent swallowed him up. He felt that a terrible beast seemed to appear behind him.

As long as you make any moves, you will immediately rush up and tear yourself apart.

Lars' body tensed in an instant.
Chapter completed!