75 – The Strange Case of Miss Holmes and Professor Moriarty (5)
Moran was happy.
He clearly achieved happiness. She had certainly always been happy since that day seven years ago.
From the moment she was born, she didn’t actually know that she was unhappy. Only after she learned what happiness was did she realize that she was unhappy.
Moran was satisfied with everything. Her own life, her happiness, and everything.
Unlike many orphans on her street, she did not freeze to death, nor did she get hit by a carriage or sell her body to survive. Her warm home and bed were waiting for her as always, and she no longer even thought about what it felt like to have her stomach festering. She no longer had people who beat her harshly and cursed at her as if they were going to kill her.
Of course, there were some minor complaints, but they were all worth dealing with. For example, Porok, the wizard he didn’t like within the organization, would still pick fights with him about everything, but he didn’t care because he always didn’t like magicians.
Above all, everyone in her organization recognized and feared her as Professor Moriarty’s secretary and acting agent. This was also true for criminals in the back alleys of London.
Since Banpoon was born as a werewolf, she had no complaints about living in an awkward form, neither human nor beast. Of course, there was still discrimination and fear. However, because people in college always pretended to be cultured and acted like she was, there were no people who openly questioned Moran’s appearance or lineage.
More than anything, those views were not important to Moran.
Since she took it upon herself to punish anyone who tried to interfere with her happiness seven years ago, she has always followed her master and obeyed him in everything to protect her own happiness.
The price of her obedience was happiness and pleasure.
At some point, Moran realized that it was fun to be able to be next to her master, a man stronger than anyone else, named James Moriarty.
Of course, as Moriarty was still a young wolf in her gaze, she herself did not know exactly what this feeling was.
In fact, she was accurate in saying that she did not want to know.
What is certain in her world is that her master is James Moriarty, and that following his orders and protecting him, who is stronger than anyone else, is her given mission and the only way to protect her happiness.
Of course, this did not mean that Moran did not feel the small happiness in her daily life. It was only natural that Moriarty did not intend to raise her peony into a machine that would simply follow her commands in the first place.
At some point, she developed a small hobby of collecting things about her master. Of course, this was so that, as a follower, I wanted to know everything in order to get to know my master better and to protect him at all times.
At least there was no other purpose. Of course, Moriarty didn’t particularly care. She didn’t notice because she didn’t pay much attention to begin with.
She had no particular selfish interest in secretly starting to use her hands to monopolize everything about her master. It was simply to always be together to protect the master properly.
Young Moran did not yet understand the true meaning of her actions.
Even now, she was happy to go for a simple night walk with her owner.
Of course, Moran also knew that it was not a simple walk. But only Moriarty knew the exact reason, and in her case it was the kind of thing she didn’t necessarily need to know.
It was her complacent thought, but since she was always like this, Peony did not yet notice her own mistake.
Of course, there was no major conversation.
She deliberately chose streets and places with few people, so she rarely saw drunk passers-by. It literally seemed like there were only two people, Moriarty and Moran.
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This gave satisfaction to Moran, who had recently been unconsciously aware of the existence of that damn detective.
But suddenly the owner stopped walking. Moran, who was following beside but about half a step behind, also stopped immediately.
“Peony.”
“Yes, master.”
“A customer will arrive today or tomorrow-“
But before Moriarty could finish speaking, Moran stood in front of him as if protecting him. With the wolf’s keen senses, he could sense that someone was coming this way.
More than anything, the animal’s senses were warning.
But soon, Moran could not help but be embarrassed. As if to restrain himself, he felt the owner’s hand on his shoulder.
“No, leave it alone.”
“Yes?”
“Moran, you must obey my orders unconditionally. Yes?”
“… “I can even sacrifice my life for my master’s orders.”
Because it is natural.
His own happiness lay in obeying his master’s orders and protecting him. It was a life for that purpose.
Of course, he may not have been like that at first. But that was the case for the current peony.
But why am I so anxious?
The owner’s next words proved that anxiety.
“So no matter what happens, stay still. No, act scared like a normal maid. Okay, Moran? “It’s an order.”
“… “Yes, master.”
Moran’s response was slower than usual, but she was good for Moriarty. At his gesture, Moran had no choice but to stand behind her master.
For what reason did you give such an order?
Moran couldn’t help but wonder. More than anything, I was anxious. But it was an order.
Moran herself was a weak person who had to be followed, and Moriarty was her master and a strong person who gave orders. No matter how much he questioned it, no matter how much he didn’t want to follow it, he had to obey.
Soon the enemy appeared.
It was Edward Hyde. And at the same time, Moran’s keen senses could tell that others had appeared nearby.
No, soon even Moriarty had no choice but to know.
It’s that woman again, that damn woman.
She was accompanied by police officers and a witch she did not like, but that woman caught her eye first. She gritted her teeth without realizing it.
I knew intuitively that that woman was involved in the appearance of Edward Hyde. In that case, you must quickly protect your master.
That was what she had to do.
But the master had already given the order. The wolf had no choice but to obey the command to stay still.
I was anxious. Moran never knew in his life that anxiety could shake a person so much.
Meanwhile, her lewd owner muttered as if he was enjoying everything.
“It’s not a bad thing to use foul rules, yes, Holmes. Still… I should have expected that I might win, I’m failing, I’m failing. “It feels like I received 10 years worth of Christmas presents in advance, not bad.”
“I will kill you!”
An angry Edward Hyde runs toward his master. Several police officers who came late tried to stop him, but were thrown back and were unable to stop the giant.
If Moran was herself, she could easily protect her master. But she couldn’t. Her obedience to commands, imprinted on her body, was holding her back.
You must follow her orders, because your master has commanded you not to do anything. But what about the master? What if the master dies like this? Then what about me?
Nevertheless, Moran could not move. Because it was the master’s order.
Soon, she could not move until Edward Hyde strangled her master, slowly strangling her as if slowly savoring his death. Because it was an order.
Without realizing it, I couldn’t help but glare at the woman who was half-slumped on the floor as if in despair, unable to do anything even in this urgent situation.
Why? It’s because of you, you killed my master, you’re trying to take away my happiness. I should have killed him a long time ago, I will kill him.
Moran had no choice but to clench her mouth until her teeth broke. Even if I wanted to save my master right now and beat that cursed woman to death, I couldn’t. Because it was an order.
What was most painful was the owner’s attitude, despite this situation, looking at that woman with a smile as if he was enjoying everything, rather than having any fear of death.
Why is that possible? And why do I even see that woman at moments like these? I am? Who am I who has been by your side all along? And you’re leaving me like this?
Then what is left for me? I exist to protect you and follow your orders?
I hated it. I hated everything. I hated being separated from him like this and having to follow his orders.
Death was truly just around the corner. At that time, Moran refused orders for the first time since recognizing Moriarty as his master.
Without realizing it, her feet finally moved. I had to save the owner from that guy right away. Maybe it was only at that moment that Moran realized what she was feeling.
And I also knew that it was too late.
Happiness has disappeared. Only despair was left to Moran.
Ironically, this was also the case for Holmes.
Why?
The plan was distorted. No, it was a failed plan built on faulty assumptions from the beginning.
Only then did Holmes become afraid of the consequences of his disastrous failure.
James Moriarty realized that for his beloved teacher, her life was nothing more than a tool.
And soon, I realized the terrible truth that I had no choice but to lose forever in this match with him, and that I would be separated from him forever.
It shouldn’t have been like this.
I always dreamed of falling into the depths of hell with you, but it couldn’t end like this. I need you, yeah, it doesn’t matter if it’s a riddle or something.
But it wasn’t until the moment of separation was right in front of her that Sherlock realized that with Moriarty gone, she would be left alone in hell.
James Moriarty was clearly a terrible villain.
Because he was trying to run away and leave me like this. James Moriarty was going to leave Sherlock Holmes alone in Hell, victorious forever.
Of course, it was definitely not an ordinary idea.
If he were a normal detective, he might have felt guilty about using such a method. However, for the sake of society and justice, after Napoleon of crime disappeared, he would have devised a way to eliminate his organization.
In the first place, it was obviously strange that Moriarty did not fall into Holmes’ trap and accepted his own death as a victory.
However, this was a meaningful match only for the broken Holmes.
In a battle between Moriarty and Holmes that only they could understand, Holmes was on the verge of complete defeat.
That was how he felt when he realized that he had murdered his parents. 10 Years ago, the moment when I felt like I couldn’t breathe and couldn’t do anything was being relived again.
We need to move quickly. Now that we have realized that the plan has gone awry, we must act now and save Moriarty!
But unfortunately, she had no choice but to sit down halfway on her floor. She was not yet fully developed as a detective to bear the guilt of killing Moriarty, him, and her teacher.
It can’t end like this.
I need you.
Don’t die, don’t leave me alone.
The silent scream became despair and was threatening to completely destroy the detective.
And at that moment, the miracle that the three women present so desperately wanted occurred.
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“No!”
Someone shouted. And at that moment, Holmes could see that a powerful magical force was shaking the atmosphere.
At the same time, strong wind pressure rose from behind.
Now, a gust of wind engulfed Edward Hyde, who was literally one step away from killing Moriarty, and freed Moriarty from him.
Just in time, Moriarty ran to Moriarty, who had fallen to the floor, and Moriarty let out a sigh of regret, even as she coughed incessantly.
Only then was Holmes able to look behind him with relief. Watson was half-sitting, out of breath.
