Chapitre 71: How Bold

"Sherlock... " Pairs of eyes, floating in the dark castle hall, opened.

They scanned the hall and finally focused on the extinguished oil lamp that had been smashed to pieces on the ground.

"Its life lamp has been extinguished... "

"What happened?! " Someone asked.

"Sherlock... didn't he go after the escaped Egyptian Cat Goddess? " A ragged-looking marionette doll appeared on one of the chairs in the hall.

The marionette doll was similar to the kind used in circuses more than a century ago.

Only, it looked too old and battered.

Its two eye sockets seemed have to have sunken in due to a blow to its face, causing its entire head to be covered with spider web-like fine lines.

It looked as if it were on the verge of breaking at any moment.

The puppet's mouth opened and closed, emitting a piercing sound. "Hasn't that cat's power been exhausted? "

"We even cut off the Egyptians' sacrifice to it... "