98 – A young man carrying a cream tart (6)
The Duke of Florizel paused for a moment and drank a strong drink with trembling hands, as if the terrible memories of that time had reappeared before his eyes. It was empty.
Then he let out a deep sigh full of sadness, and for a moment, a gloomy silence settled over the table where Holmes and Watson sat.
Of course, in the case of Holmes, he was silent as he concentrated on calmly deducing information that would be helpful in his confrontation with the teacher from the Duke’s story. It was true that it was a terrible story.
And fortunately, it appears that Holmes himself has not yet crossed the line like Mr. Moriarty, and we can feel his cold anger at the sins committed in the Suicide Club.
But she was cold. Because by the time of Dr. Jekyll’s case she had already realized, without realizing it, that her enigmatic confrontation with Teacher Moriarty was more important in her own life.
Also, in the cynical view of Holmes, she was able to somewhat understand Mr. Moriarty’s reaction. Even if she were in that person’s position, she would have laughed at the duke’s foolish behavior in front of her.
In fact, even now, I couldn’t help but blame his foolishness a little. Of course, he had enough sense not to say it out loud in consideration of social opinion, and above all, he had to focus on making inferences about those under the teacher in the story.
A razor blade, a movement that appeared suddenly. Are you a wizard? Or is Moran, that half-pen, an extraterrestrial being like a werewolf?
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It seemed like there was a corner that I could point out little by little, but Watson’s angry shouting broke my concentration.
“You… It’s too much! Suicide Club is terrible, but how dare you gamble with people’s lives like that! That man named M must be terribly ugly under his mask! “Oh my God, there’s such a villain in London!”
“Ha, Watson. “No matter how much of a lookist you are, don’t fall for your looks first.”
Although Watson’s story was clearly someone else’s, he was angry and sympathized with it as if he had experienced it himself. In that respect, Watson was clearly an incomparable good man, and if he had been born a man, he would have been the truest gentleman of his time.
Of course, Holmes couldn’t help but admire Watson’s amazing skill in showing a glimpse of emotion, but then destroying that emotion by adding stupid comments and actions.
Watson was overly emotionally excited, as if he hadn’t heard Holmes’ sigh, and he shouted so loudly that he was worried that people around him would hear him.
“But Holmes! He’s a terrible villain! Uh… how… Is that done, Duke? What after that? Wealth… “The gamble itself must have been a terrible trick, because he’s a villain!”
Both Holmes and Watson were actually able to infer a little about how things progressed after that. Above all, the Duke of Florizel was alone in his story, grief-stricken and drunk without his best friend, Colonel Geraldine.
The Duke of Florizel once again filled and emptied his cup and opened his mouth as if in pain. Because what happened after his story was even more terrible.
“No, this guy must be a devil from hell…” …. It would have been better if it had been a trick. Because he played with us!”
The Duke of Florizel continued his story with difficulty, recalling the terrible gamble at stake with his own life and the lives of his close friends.
Florizel unconsciously flipped his neck and glared at the cards in front of him, then glared again at the masked president of the Suicide Club, that devil-like man called M or Professor.
“What is this? “Isn’t it obvious that you’re going to cheat anyway?”
“Even if that were the case, is there any other option for you? No matter how hard your head is, please think about it. “I don’t mind if I send you two to Peter like this.”
“Your Highness… …. First of all, you need to pick… It’s the same. Sorry.”
“No, Geraldine, it’s because I’m stupid. I’m sorry. “Perhaps we will both have dinner today after seeing the Lord.”
He could hear several men next to the president, and the one who was still pointing the razor blade at him, laughing at him and Geraldine.
However, Duke Florizel sighed slightly and sat down facing the chairman, glaring at the back of the card that was presented to him.
Fortunately, Geraldine was also standing next to him, and the two were silent for a moment.
Then M opened his mouth as if mocking him.
“If you are afraid, you can leave it to the friend next to you. I heard that the royal family has a spirit that replaces beatings. Since he grew up well, my friend will take the bullet for him.”
“… It was ridiculed. By the way… Are you saying this is all just a joke? All this with human lives at stake?”
The Duke of Florizel, who was filled with a sense of justice despite his ridicule, could not help but glare at M in front of him, revealing his teeth without realizing it.
Of course, I could tell that he and the other people in this suicide club were devil-like people who enjoyed that kind of thing.
However, there was an instinctive sense of evil in the chairman whom I met directly in front of me. Literally, for him, all of this was play.
I could tell just from his simple attitude. And that made Duke Florizel angry.
The chairman lightly shrugged his shoulders. It was like a parent’s attitude answering a child’s questions.
“Well, it’s the same as other things. “It was kind of fun at first, but as I went on, I started to get sick of it.”
If I had heard an evil answer saying that it was fun, I might have been less angry. However, the Duke of Florizel gritted his teeth at the calm answer, at the indifferent answer that felt like an insult to human dignity.
But he had to persevere.
He realized his mistake later, but that didn’t mean he was so stupid that he couldn’t even think about it in such a situation.
It was strange, but I could tell that the evil man was not lying. It wasn’t strange.
Anyone who does this is arrogant and evil. Maybe he was letting his guard down?
First of all, Geraldine and her priority was to return home alive. After that, all I had to do was punish him for his arrogance.
If you were in your position, you would have the opportunity to open your hands and punish these evil gangs, whether London police or politicians.
“… “If I draw the ace of clubs, I can buy it, right?”
Since you’re dealing with a villain, you won’t really be given the opportunity to kill him right here.
The Duke of Florizel had that much common sense. But there was a chance he would be given a chance to return alive.
And M nodded his head.
“Yes, if Your Majesty draws the Ace of Clubs, you may not die right here.”
“Good.”
Not wanting to talk to that evil squire any more, Duke Florizel just stared at the back of the card in agony.
If I had just made a choice, I wouldn’t have been so nervous. However, when he recognized the existence of the card the guy held out to him, his mind couldn’t help but become even more complicated.
Is it a trick? No, isn’t this just trying to induce suspicion into believing it’s a trick? Or, what if you had thought about it that far?
As he thought that not only his life but also his friend’s life depended on it, cold sweat began to wet his forehead in a short period of time.
However, I felt a little relieved when my trustworthy friend next to me opened his mouth.
“Do not be deceived, but always choose what you believe, Your Majesty. I am okay. “I just always protect Your Majesty’s safety.”
“Okay, thank you, Geraldine. “My friend.”
The Duke of Florizel, encouraged by his friend’s words, resisted the deception of that evil bastard and, following his intuition, chose his card and brought it before him.
Then, without saying a word, M brought out the remaining cards. And he turned the card over.
“Ah… !”
At that moment, Duke Florizel sighed without realizing it. Because the card M flipped over was the Ace of Clubs.
At that moment, anger at being deceived by that guy and guilt at having lost his chance and put his friend in danger engulfed him.
However, as if mocking, M opened his mouth again.
“Let’s check the card.”
“What you’re teasing me with is this…” “What is this?”
It was a dangerous situation, but Duke Florizel could only mutter like an idiot for a moment. Because he was able to confirm that his card was also the Ace of Clubs.
From the beginning, two club aces were placed on the table.
Although he could hear the villains around him laughing at him, Duke Florizel could only sigh in relief that he had survived for a moment. He felt like a fool, but at least he could feel a small sense of relief that he hadn’t left his friend to die.
However, his subordinate standing behind him chuckled and opened his mouth.
“hehehehe, professor! So are you going to save everyone here today in the first place? Who… “I wish I had eyes!”
“There is only one person who picked the ace of clubs, so only one person goes home.”
“hehehehe! Also!”
“Don’t like it, I’ll leave the body to the Resurrection Man.”
At that moment, Duke Florizel could not help but believe his ears.
“What?”
“You never said you would give his friend a chance to live, did you, Your Majesty? You should check the contract carefully. Well, people like you are cliché. It would be fun because it would be more painful to survive alone. Deal with it.”
The Duke of Florizel was able to see one of the man’s men literally sinking his razor blade into his friend’s neck.
At the same time, he lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he was on a bed in a hotel room where he was staying under a disguised identity with a friend.
The Duke of Florizel visited the London police and the Austrian Imperial Embassy and told them about Geraldine’s incident, intending to punish those evil bastards.
However, the London police ignored the duke’s testimony, citing various reasons, and the Austrian Empire did the same.
There was literally nothing Duke Florizel could do, and in his drunkenness he had just finished telling Holmes and Watson about his terrible experiences.
