Chapter 78: Caroline Augustus Milverton (2)

Chapter 78: Caroline Augustus Milverton (2)

Its been a while, Holmes?

Watson.

A few days after Adler informed Charlotte and Jane about the bet

What brings you here?

Finished with her duties at the hospital, thus returning to the boarding house to relieve some of her exhaustion, Watson immediately discovered Charlotte sitting in her armchair, smoking from her favorite pipe. Her eyes opened wide in surprise, she couldnt help but ask the question to her partner.

Ive been out and about recently, but this is still my home, isnt it?

Is that so? I thought you had already set up a new household with Adler.

I was slightly jealous, thinking you were getting married before me.

As Watson, saying so with clear mirth in her voice, chuckled and hung her coat on the coat rack, Charlottes eyes were now glued to her, her expression blank.

How are things going on with Neville?

Not good.

Hearing her question, Watson couldnt help but grimace.

We are already engaged, but he is too reserved, conservative even, so I tried to seduce him a few days ago. But something urgent came up and our plans got cancelled.

I see

Its a pity but what can I do? I can only look forward to our next date.

Watching her, Charlotte subtly smiled.

So, what brings you home, Holmes?

I have a visitor to meet.

Could it be a new case?

At her words, Watson, gloomy as she thought about her relationship with her fiance, brightened visibly.

Along those lines, yes. Its more or less the same as receiving a case request.

Thats good news. Ive been living quite the dull life these days.

To be precise, I am currently in an uncompromising bet surrounding the ownership of Isaac Adler.

What?

She couldnt help but wear a dumbfounded expression on her face as she heard her words.

Among the three of us, the one who incapacitates the person who will knock on the door in a few minutes will be the winner.

Among the three? Incapacitate? Winner?

If I win, Adler becomes my assistant and if the Professor wins, he becomes her assistant.

Ignoring Watsons expression, Charlotte rested her hands on her chin and wore a serious expression.

And if Isaac Adler wins

At that very instant, just as she was about to reveal Adlers part of the bet, her eyes shining darkly

Knock, knock, knock

Knocks began to resonate from the door of the boarding house.

Lets talk about it later.

Hey, by the way

Watson narrowed her eyes and asked Holmes who immediately stood up and started heading towards the door after hearing the knock.

I would like to know the identity of the person who is coming right now.

Hearing her words, Charlotte, who was about to grab the doorknob, turned her head slightly and whispered.

The female Adler.

I understand.

At her simple response, Watson merely dipped her head, indicating that she understood immediately. Charlotte, nodding as well, turned the doorknob.

Come in..

However, as soon as she opened the door, she was met with a foul smell leaking in from the outside. She stopped mid-sentence, covering her nose and stepping back with a stagger, her eyes opened wide in astonishment.

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For some reason, a woman with a dark expression stood before her, drenched and dripping with muddy water like a drowned rat. Yet, despite her current pitiful state, she retained her natural elegance and beauty.

Are are you okay Miss

And then came a maid, who looked like her servant, holding a crumpled note in her hand, her face tinged with a slight blush.

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The two visitors stood in front of Charlotte, who now donned a dazed look.

Please come in.

Yes.

No, wash up first, please.

Charlotte, who had been quietly staring at the two, as if in a trance, for a while, frowned slightly and began to step back from the drenched woman. Hearing her words, the woman with the dark expression started to tremble.

Even though hes just a little boy.

At the same time, she began to recall the event that made her don such an undignified and humiliating look.

How dare he inflict such humiliation on me!

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A few dozen minutes before the drenched visitor entered the boarding house on Baker Street

I always had this thought, arent little boys just adorable?

Yes?

A woman, accompanied by a rather stern-looking maid, was walking through the streets of London.

Just give them a slight smile at parties, occasionally stroke their heads while praising them, and theyll fawn all over you.

Hmm

If you leave them alone for a while, theyll fantasize and offer things to you on a silver platter, and if you leave them alone for a bit more, theyll offer up their everything to you, just to get a chance to meet you again.

The woman who spoke of such words with a clear arrogance in her tone was none other than Caroline Augustus Milverton.

Among the many things they send you, there would always be countless meticulously written letters for you.

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Hearing him speak, the maids always blunt face started to melt into a crimson blush, perhaps for the very first time in her life.

Dearest sister.

Huh? No, what?

As Adler gently held her by the waist and helped her stand, squinting his eyes as he leaned in, the maid began babbling with visible confusion and embarrassment.

You do look quite cute now that I see you from up close.

M, me?

What can I say? I fell for you at first sight.

Avoiding his gaze, stroking the scar that ran along her eye, the maid lost her voice once she heard Adlers melting voice.

This is my contact.

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Would you like to have dinner with me sometime tonight?

With a shy expression on his face, Adler gingerly handed the maid a note with his contact information written above.

Uh, umm.

Just when the maid, whose face had been shaded crimson, even up to her ears, was extending her hand with a small groan

Thanks for giving me your contact.

..!

Caroline, dripping with muddy water, appeared beside them with a dark smile hanging on her lips.

Oh, my lady! Are you okay?

Was that protective magic you cast on me earlier?

Caroline, who had finally come to her senses after being tossed like a ragdoll and lifted her hand to the maid, her head already turned to her mistress, spoke to Adler in front of her with a relaxed smile on her face.

Saving both me and my servant. Its quite remarkable.

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I want to repay you, although it may be insignificant. If you would just give me your contact

However, Adler stepped back, avoiding her outstretched hand for reasons that alluded Caroline.

You reek.

Pardon?

When he looked at her with a slightly scornful look and spoke those words, Caroline couldnt help but doubt her ears, craning her hand to listen once more.

You reek, auntie.

However, at Adlers cold voice that followed, her mind began to blank out.

Step aside please.

Auntie?

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Operation failed.

Meanwhile, at the same time

The plan itself was perfect, but I didnt expect Isaac Adler to intervene so boldly.

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Well, Adler himself is participating in the bet you mentioned. Disrupting our operation is an obvious strategy.

On the rooftop of a nearby building, the princess, Joanne Clay, was quietly watching the scene unfold.

Should we just snipe them?

No, Adler already warned. Killing is not included in neutralization.

Oh!

So, what are we going to do now?

Lightly ruffling Morans hair as she mumbled with an expressionless face, she asked the woman standing beside her with a sigh.

As long as Adler is interfering, it wont be easy to incapacitate the target

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However, for some reason, Professor Jane Moriarty ignored her words, her eyes quietly looking down at the scene.

Do you have any knowledge regarding cosmetics?

Huh? Suddenly?

Yes or no?

Look, I was a princess, okay? Im somewhat of an expert if I say so myself.

In response to her blunt question, Princess Clay answered with a puzzled expression.

So, do you know about any makeup that would make you look younger?

What?

Then she heard the faint voice of Professor Moriarty in her ear.

You know, some kind of makeup that makes you look like youre still in your 20s, even after a few years from now.

Are you joking right now?

Do I look like Im joking to you?

Excuse me?

Even though Princess Clay strained to smile at her joke, the professor only mumbled the same words with slightly flushed cheeks.

Isnt there any makeup that would permanently make you look like a teenager?

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From the forehead of the princess, who gained an understanding of cosmic horror even before Lovecrafts novels stirred up the world in a storm, cold sweat began pouring out incessantly.



Translators Note: I wonder if anyone was able to pick up on the massive foreshadowing in this chapter. I forgot to mention it at first and in the announcements, but let me know if you guys can pick it up. Of course, the ones who have already read the raws doesnt count here, I myself was only able to get the foreshadowing in my second read so it is super discreet.

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