"Wow!"
With a sound, the sliding wooden window above the carriage was opened, and a human face was revealed - blond hair, flawless skin, and just the right facial features. She was beautiful like a woman, but she didn't look feminine, more elegant.
It was precisely because he was too outstanding that he was deeply squeezed (highly valued) by his family. He was forced to run away from home and fled to Faroe City not long ago.
Some time ago, due to a coincidence, he and Richard met and restored contact. Richard also learned that the other party was doing some business on the black market to earn money to meet his own horrific expenses.
"My dearest friend!" Sherlock said, greeting Richard with a warm smile, "I heard that you want information about the Ancestral Spirit Society? After I got your news, I immediately sent it to you personally. I am touched. No? Well, by the way, the information is here for you."
As he spoke, Sherlock handed out a stack of paper from the car window.
Richard took it and glanced at it quickly, and found that the information was very detailed. There were some parts that even Barry himself had not mentioned. For example, the predecessor of the Ancestral Spirit Society was a school called "Light of Ancient Civilization". Another example was Early ancestral spirits would worship giant snakes…
After scanning, Richard felt confident. He put away the information and prepared to read it in detail for a while. He looked up at Sherlock, curled his lips and asked, "Sherlock, you are more exaggerated than the last time I saw you. , you actually asked a wizard to be your groom, and you are not afraid of getting into trouble?"
"I don't understand." Sherlock winked and said a little show off, "My friend, it is precisely because I dare to let the wizard be my groom that many troubles stay away from me. My strength Anyone who doesn’t have enough will not dare to have any evil thoughts towards me.”
"But a powerful person won't have any scruples, right? I've always been curious, with your strength, how can you make so much money in the black market of Faroe City without being attacked out of jealousy?"
"Of course it's with my sharp eyes." Sherlock said proudly, "I can see clearly what those people are thinking at a glance. With a little bit of use, they started fighting each other, and they had no time to pay attention to me. I can make money with peace of mind.”
"Besides." Sherlock changed his tone and said, "Aren't you there too! I have told them that there is a powerful fourth-level wizard behind me, who is my best and best friend. Dare to do anything to me Take action, my friend, you will definitely take revenge."
After saying that, Sherlock felt a little faint. He glanced at Richard and asked seriously: "By the way, are you as strong as a fourth-level wizard now?"
"Absolutely." Richard said vaguely.
"That's good." Sherlock said slightly, "Since you do have the strength of a fourth-level wizard, then I'm really not afraid."
Richard couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Sherlock smiled: "Okay, my dearest friend, I know that your time is precious. Not only do you have to practice hard, but you also have to study all kinds of strange things, so I won't bother you anymore. And I also have something to do urgently. ,I'm leaving."
"Okay." Richard said, "If you have business to discuss, go ahead."
"No, no, no." After hearing what he said, Sherlock shook his head repeatedly and corrected, "If it's business, I won't be in a hurry. It's other things."
"Um?"
Sherlock smiled and explained: "You should know that Faroe City is far away from the ocean, and it is very difficult to eat fresh sea fish. However, there is a tavern with a wizard background in the city that sells delicious dishes made from fresh sea fish in a daily quota. The price is indeed not cheap, but the advantage is that it tastes good and makes people remember it.
And I am going to have dinner with Lucia there today, because today is Lucia’s birthday and I want to celebrate it. Therefore, I have to hurry up wherever I go, otherwise I will be late and the fish will be sold out, which will ruin my fun. "
After hearing this, Richard couldn't help but shake his head: "I understand, you are in such a hurry just for pleasure."
"Of course." Sherlock opened his eyes and said seriously, "Is there anything more important in this world than pleasure? In fact, although you are my dearest friend, I don't like you very much. Understand: Time is so precious, why must it be spent on research and cultivation? Isn’t it good to have more fun? Life is short, and you should live a happy and exciting life. Why are you like this? "
"For an answer." Richard thought for a moment and said.
"Well, the answer? What answer?"
"I want to study the truth of this world and find out what is going on in this world." Richard replied.
"What happens after you figure it out?" Sherlock shrugged, "Will there be any difference?"
“Only when you have clarification can you determine the meaning of something and whether what you are pursuing is true or false.”
"Truth and falsehood are important?"
"Truth or falsehood doesn't matter?"
"I think it doesn't matter whether the pleasure I pursue is true or false." Sherlock said seriously, "For example, I heard a beautiful hymn. Some people said it was written by a great poet, and some said it was written by a great poet. It is said that it was written by a beggar. It doesn't matter who wrote it. It is enough that I feel the emotion in the hymn.
For another example, I watched a wonderful play. Although I knew that the stories told in the drama were all false and fictitious, I was still attracted to it and intoxicated by it.
For another example, I spent a wonderful night with a young and beautiful girl, and later found out that the girl was already very old, and her youthful appearance was a disguise. I... Well, okay, this example is not a good one. "
"In short!" Sherlock took a deep breath and said seriously, "In short, enjoyment is enjoyment. As long as you enjoy it, what's the point of being true and false? Is true and false more important than joy?"
"In my eyes, truth and falsehood are indeed more important than happiness." Richard said, "And this is the difference between you and me."
"My poor friend." Sherlock looked at him with pity. "I wonder if you have never enjoyed delicious food or other joys since you separated from me last time? I think you are alive. You are simply more miserable than a beggar. How about I talk to Lucia and invite you to the tavern to enjoy the delicious sea fish? "
"Actually, I have the same opinion of you. I think you are very pitiful, like a monkey who is addicted to pleasure and can't extricate himself." Richard also showed pity and responded seriously to Sherlock, "How about you come and accompany me for a few days? experiment?"
Sherlock: "..."
After three seconds of silence, he laughed uncontrollably: "Hahaha, okay, okay, we can't convince each other - I will never give up pleasure, and you will never pursue pleasure. Then don't continue to waste it. Time. Next, I go eat the fish and you do your research, perfect."
"agree."
"So goodbye?"
"goodbye."
"Gululu", the wheels turned and the carriage moved forward. The boy who knocked on the door jumped on the carriage and left the street soon.
Richard watched the carriage leave, withdrew his gaze, let out a breath, and walked into the door with a stack of information.
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