Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It was a green-skinned Goblin. She was wearing a white and pink maid costume with a demure expression on her face. Her feet were pointing inwards, and her knees were together.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She placed the bloody chrysanthemum tea on the table in front of Sherlock before covering her flat chest with the serving tray nervously.
Though she was a Goblin, with her demure and pitiful behavior, it created a feeling in the onlookers...
The onlookers felt like they were up to mischief.
Sherlock was wearing his large coat, and Eggface was wearing a coffee-colored overcoat. Sherlock was dressed like âDetective Sherlock Holmesâ, while Polio was dressed like âPuss in Bootsâ, wearing a large green hat.
The parrot, Phoenix, was dressed like the parrot from âPirates of the Caribbeanâ.
The three of them were dressed like the characters of the movies that they had watched.
The black kitten, Polio, placed his legs on the table and had a lit Uranium stick in his mouth. The Uranium stick was bright red in color, an indication of its high temperature. Polio spoke in a strange tone as he said, âWhat? Only a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea, meow?â
âOh? The customer only ordered a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea...â
Raintea was taken aback and backed up. Phoenix flew up from the side and placed his wing on one side of Rainteaâs face. Then Phoenix shouted loudly, âAre you looking down on us? Ah!â
âNo... itâs not that...â
Eggface leaned back and crossed both of his legs together. He pursed his lips and gargled before he said, âShut up! What the heck! Ooo loo loo loo, youâre obviously looking down on us!â
âScram! Give us a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea each, meow!â
Raintea backed up in shock and nodded as she said, âApologies, Iâll go get the tea...â
Pom.
When Raintea was about to get the three cups of bloody chrysanthemum tea, she heard a series of noises.
Then she heard Sherlock say, âApologies. Donât get the tea for the three of them, I donât have enough Magic Stones.â
Raintea was surprised. She noticed the three arrogant pricks sitting obediently in their seats.
Sherlock said, âThank you, you may leave.â
âOh, apologies. Please enjoy your tea!â
Raintea hurried off after speaking.
The ringing of a bell was heard.
Someone pushed open the cafe door.
Catâs Urine Cafe was a bold venture by the gamers in Venice.
The size of the cafe was small, and business wasnât brisk.
When the second customer entered within a short period of time, the cafe owners were surprised.
âWelcome!â
Raintea went forward to greet the customers. Before she had the chance to speak, the customer lifted his sticky hand and said, âIâm not a customer, Iâm here to find someone.â
It was a stylish Sludge Monster who was wearing a gray western overcoat.
The Sludge Monster slithered into the cafe and emitted âHoo loo looâ slimy sounds. Behind him was a trail of transparent and sticky liquid that looked like jelly.
Raintea waited for the Sludge Monster to pass by, then looked in despair at the trails left behind.
How was she going to clean it?
The Sludge Monster sat opposite Sherlock. A pair of eyes peered out from within the western coat, and a voice said, âI almost couldnât recognize you, Lord Sherlock.â
The Sludge Monster looked around before saying, âWhy are you here at the cafe?â
Sherlock leaned back and said, âBecause this is a safe place. Thereâs no chance of someone eavesdropping.â
âSomeoneâs eavesdropping on you?â
âFor example, the Gnome behind you is leaning on the sofa and eavesdropping. Thatâs a low-class method of eavesdropping.â
The Sludge Monster was taken aback. He straightened himself and looked at the sofa behind him.
A Gnome with the word âPeasantâ above his head was slumped on the sofa. When he heard Sherlockâs conversation, he immediately stood up.
He whistled as he walked past. When he noticed Sherlock and the Sludge Monster staring at him, he said, âI wasnât eavesdropping.â
The Sludge Monster stood up, and his body expanded. The whistling Peasant gaped in astonishment at the expanding Sludge Monster, then collapsed to the ground.
He had gone offline.
The Sludge Monster looked in surprise at the collapsed Gnome. Then he heard Sherlock say, âDonât bother with him. He wonât be online for some time.â
âOnline?â
âI mean, awake.â
The Sludge Monster sat down after hearing Sherlockâs explanation and put both of his hands on the table.
The sludge on his body fell on the table and made a âdongâ sound. The excess transparent sludge flew towards Sherlockâs cup.
Sherlock lifted his hand and pulled the cup back, so the excess sludge dropped behind the cup. None of it fell into the cup.
âLetâs not bother with the trivial matters. What new information do you have?â Sherlock asked as he looked at the Sludge Monster.
âI have news regarding the new Dungeon Lord, Alexandria. Does Lord Sherlock want to know?â
Sherlock nodded and said, âOf course. Alexandria came to Winterfell before, and I have met him twice. What information do you have about him?â
âHmm,â the Sludge Monster said as he looked around warily. Then he trembled and spat out a rhombus crystal from his body.
The crystal was dripping with sticky liquid, and a pool was formed on the table.
âThis is an item given to me by my client. It was supposedly taken from the treasure vault of Alexandria.â
âAlexandriaâs treasure vault? I didnât know he had one.â Sherlock nodded and was deep in thought.
Polio came over and looked sharply at the rhombus crystal. He said in a mysterious tone, âThis... crystal is full of darkness, meow!â
Phoenix flapped his wings and landed on the table before scrutinizing the crystal. He said in astonishment, âThis... this is!â
A claw extended and grasped the rhombus crystal, then Eggface put it into his mouth. His teeth pushed the crystal deep into his mouth.
Then there were crunching sounds. Eggface chewed the crystal into many fragments.
Eggface didnât expect that he could break the black crystal into many fragments.
He spat out the fragments and said anxiously, âEr... it wasnât intentional.â
Black mist drifted from the crystal fragments.
There was a voice coming out from the mist that said, âAh... Iâm freed... dead!â
Then there was a soft wailing sound before the black mist vanished.
It was a strange phenomenon, but it sounded familiar.
âWas that your brother?â Phoenix asked as he looked at Polio.
As one of the 72 Devil Gods, Polio had the capability to transform into such a mist.
The mist was similar to Polioâs skill. However, the mist didnât manage to survive outside the crystal for too long.
âWhatâs going on, meow? That Alexandria captured a brother whom I didnât know of, meow!â Polio shouted loudly.
âWhatâs with your subordinates?â
The Sludge Monster looked at Sherlock in a strange way, but Sherlock didnât mind. Sherlock waved his hand, and the Black Dragon, black kitten, and parrot were sent flying to the sofa.
âThey are rather mischievous,â Sherlock said as he smiled.
âAre you telling me that Alexandria is researching the capabilities of the 72 Devil Gods?â
âThatâs right. But itâs not his main goal. Besides the skill to transform into black mist, Alexandria is planning a horrible event!â
The Sludge Monster bent down and edged closer to Sherlock.
The Sludge Monster stretched his upper body, and a trail of sticky liquid was left behind.
The Sludge Monster said softly, âHeâs reviving Michelangelo.â
âWait, heâs reviving Michelangelo? What has that got to do with the 72 Devil Gods?â Phoenix flapped his wings and asked in astonishment.
The Sludge Monster said, âEach capability of the 72 Devil Gods is required to unlock the secret to reviving Michelangelo. When all the capabilities of the 72 Devil Gods are gathered, they can revive Michelangelo.â
Both Phoenix and Polio were bewildered.