Chapter 459: Fox

"Lord Sherlock, what shall we do? I suggest cutting open the belly of Evelynn to check what's inside. She deceived us first," Bru said to Sherlock when Nicholas brought Sherlock and Evelynn to the safe room.

Evelynn sat in embarrassment at the side. There was only a bed in the room.

Nicholas was mistaken, so he didn't arrange two rooms for both of them or two beds in the room. The color of the room was also very strange.

It was a hint! The room created a feeling of heightened heartbeats and blushing.

Sherlock didn't respond to Bru. He poured himself a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea.

Nicholas brought Eggface and the parrot to another small room. Sherlock had registered Eggface as his secretary on the guest list, while the parrot was merely Sherlock's pet.

Whether it was his secretary or pet, it wasn't appropriate for them to stay with Sherlock. Moreover, Sherlock was staying with his dance partner Evelynn.

The Merchant Alliance had made detailed arrangements, so Sherlock didn't have to worry.

"Er... Lord Sherlock, I can sleep on the floor or the sofa," Evelynn said as she blushed while watching Sherlock drink his bloody chrysanthemum tea.

"It's alright."

Sherlock sipped his tea while he walked to the bed and sat down. Then he patted the spot beside him and said, "You may sleep on the bed. Come over here, Evelynn, I have something to tell you."

"Ah?"

Evelynn was stunned. She didn't expect Lord Sherlock to be that direct. She was nervous, but she stood up and walked towards the spot that Sherlock had indicated.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not going to eat you up, I'm going to tell you something."

Sherlock wanted Evelynn to relax, but his words weren't effective. Evelynn became more nervous.

Evelynn walked to Sherlock, who wasn't nervous at all. He was like a bad boy.

Evelynn sat beside Sherlock as instructed. She closed her legs and looked nervously at Sherlock before lowering her head.

Sherlock extended his hand. Evelynn thought something was going to happen, but in the next instant, her thoughts sank. The feeling was more obvious than the Sludge Monster's mental attack.

When Evelynn opened her eyes, she was back in the small black room that had a pool of water and a huge metal railing. The railing had the word "Seal" on it.

Behind the huge railing was a creature that was breathing heavily.

Evelynn looked around nervously. She didn't know why she had returned to this room.

This time, she wasn't alone. Sherlock was standing beside her.

"I see."

Sherlock looked at the huge railing and Evelynn. He said apologetically, "Apologies, Evelynn, I didn't tell you. I was worried that you may feel frightened or nervous."

"Lord Sherlock, what is this..."

Evelynn looked on in fright. Previously, she was too nervous and terrified to notice the things before her. She thought it was her imagination. However, with Sherlock's help, she returned to that room, so she couldn't treat it like her imagination.

"I don't know what it is. I have to see how many tails it has," Sherlock said with a smile. Evelynn was befuddled, not understanding what Sherlock was saying.

"Tails?"

"Lord Sherlock, since when did you like to joke?" Bru smiled and said to Sherlock in his mind.

"Wait, who's speaking? Is that the monster before us?"

It was very surprising that Evelynn could hear Bru's voice.

"Oh, greetings, Miss Evelynn. I'm the Dungeon Core of Eternal Kingdom, Bru. I would like to thank you for introducing me to Lord Sherlock," Bru said politely to Miss Evelynn.

"Don't be nervous, Evelynn. Our awarenesses are fused together, so you can listen to our thoughts," Sherlock said as he walked to the huge metal railing.

"Wait, I heard voices in Lord Sherlock's mind. Then Lord Sherlock can also hear..."

Evelynn was terrified. At the same time, she heard her heart's voice.

"I'm together with Lord Sherlock. This is exhilarating.

"What is Lord Sherlock going to do to me? I've chosen a conservative dress. I'm very nervous and a little afraid.

"I wonder if Lord Sherlock's kid will be more Devil or Succubus. I hope it's more like a Devil...

"Ah, which kindergarten is best for the kid? Winterfell's kindergarten isn't bad. However, Winterfell isn't the Central Dungeon of the Underworld. It's better to study at the Central Dungeon.

"It's better to choose a strict kindergarten. Then the kid will grow up and be successful...

"I wonder whether it's a boy or a girl. I hope it's both a boy and a girl. When it's time for their marriages, the brother will get married first, followed by the sister. Let them get married one year apart, don't let them get married in the same year...

"Retirement is also an issue. I'm staying with Lord Sherlock for my whole life. During our twilight years, if we need money to tour the world... It would be better for Lord Sherlock to save a bit and reduce unnecessary expenditure...

"Wait, what's this about? Why am I thinking of such strange things? What if Lord Sherlock hears my thoughts? Please stop these terrifying thoughts!"

Evelynn was trying to suppress her thoughts nervously, but they were persistent and wandered about. She wasn't sure if Lord Sherlock could hear them. If he could hear them, it would be very embarrassing for Evelynn.

Sherlock was nonchalant, seeming as though he didn't hear anything. He walked to the metal railing and placed a single hand on the paper seal that was on the metal railing.

Sherlock infused his Mana, and the paper lifted at one corner. However, he was unable to remove the entire paper seal. Sherlock frowned. It was outside of his expectations.

"What are you doing?" A voice came from behind the metal railing.

Sherlock didn't expect the creature behind the metal railing to talk to him. He backed up a step as a black figure edged closer to the railing.

The black figure extended in height and stood before Sherlock.

It was a cute and petite fox.

The fox squinted his eyes. Behind him were a few long tails that were like wavering flowers in a breeze. But there was no breeze in the room.

"Why did you knock on my door? Why are you looking for me?" the fox looked at Sherlock and asked.

"What... is this..."

Evelynn looked at the fox in disbelief. If Sherlock hadn't told her it was the mental realm, she wouldn't have been able to imagine that a fox was living in her body.

...

Nicholas sat in his office with a headache. Before him were other Dungeon Lords who came to participate in the Merchant Alliance's Ball.

During the ball, a Sludge Monster, who was a representative of the Northern Dukedom, was killed under the eyes of the public.

It was as though someone had given the Merchant Alliance a slap on the face.

Though the Dungeon Lords were gathered for a meeting, they couldn't come up with a viable solution.

Everyone looked at each other. They had to go through the procedures.

While they were getting restless, footsteps were heard from outside. A creature approached rapidly as though he was about to report something. Before the creature came into the room, a huge explosion was heard.

Boom—!

What was that? Did someone attack there?

Nicholas stood up in shock as a creature opened the door and dashed in.

It was an Orc commander who said, "Lord Nicholas, a Fallen Angel is outside the manor. She requests to come in, but she wasn't invited..."

The explosion ended just after the Orc finished speaking.

Everyone looked at the Orc commander, befuddled.

"She... can come in by herself..." the Orc commander said.