The kingdom has resumed normal operations. The king is still the king, and the church is still the church. Only a few headless corpses buried in the cemetery on the outskirts of the city tell the story of the trial that took place in the past few days.

Half a month later, Napoleon was handling official business as usual. When he was looking through documents, the door was pushed open, and a maid walked into the room carrying cut fruit and came to Napoleon's side.

Napoleon didn't look up at first, but the maid put down the fruit and didn't leave, which caught his attention.

"Your Majesty, it's me, Maria."

"...You're back, how's it going?"

"I got a piece of information on alchemy technology." Maria took out a stack of documents from her sleeve: "This is part of it, and I hid the other part."

After flipping through it twice and confirming that it was correct, Napoleon said with some surprise: "Where did you find it? I've been looking for it for months and I still have no clue!"

Maria smiled slightly: "I asked a few friends to help me, they are in the Aztec Empire."

"well..."

Taking the information, Napoleon stood up excitedly, walked around the room three times, and said thoughtfully: "There are spies watching me outside the palace. I can't go there in person, but I have a manor outside the city, and the man who guards the manor is my former housekeeper.

Descendants, you can trust me. In addition, I will assign you a few more people, and you can go to the manor to start research."

"Where are the researchers?"

"The Paris Academy of Sciences is Anatole's spy. If many people go missing, it will definitely attract the attention of the church. I will write to Caesar and ask him to send some researchers from the Roman Republic to carry out joint research."

Caesar had people but no information, and Napoleon had information but no people. They all hit it off and got the best of both worlds.

The only problem was that after Caesar received the letter, he asked Napoleon to move the institute to the border area between the Roman Republic and Bonaparte's First Empire on the grounds that it would facilitate the transportation of research materials.

Alchemy technology requires the use of the corpses of extraordinary creatures, and gladiatorial arenas were popular in the Roman Republic, where casualties often occurred. The corpses of extraordinary creatures were either turned into raw materials for potions or discarded, so they came in handy.

This request was reasonable and Napoleon did not refuse and asked Maria to take the information to the southern border of the empire to join Caesar's researchers.

In late December, Mosk.

Woo——

Woo——

Amid the high-pitched whistle, a warship slowly docked. The dock was filled with snow, ice crystals were floating in the air, and soldiers were working in cotton clothes. This is the ice-free port of Crimea, the largest port in the western part of the Romanov Kingdom.

Holmes was wearing a cotton hat, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold. As soon as he stepped off the boat, a group of Aurora Commissioners in black coats came up to him:

"Mr. Holmes, welcome to Crimea. I am the High Commissioner of the Second Aurora Investigation Bureau stationed in the Crimean port, Jeremy Duma."

"Hello, Duma Commissioner."

Shaking hands with him, Holmes looked around: "I want to see Father Marvey."

"plz follow me."

Under the escort of the Aurora Society, Holmes arrived at the largest watchtower in the port. This is the headquarters of the Aurora Society and is tightly guarded.

Deep in the station, there is a small room. The room is very empty, except for two magic arrays that are slowly moving. From time to time, people appear, and from time to time, people stand on the magic arrays and leave.

"This is the teleportation magic circle. Mr. Holmes, please stand on the right side. That is the A-side magic circle leading to Mosk. The left side is the B-side magic circle responsible for receiving."

Following Jeremy's guidance, Holmes climbed onto the magic circle on the right. After standing still, the commissioner on the side began to pour in magic power. When the magic power reached the critical point...

Whoosh!

The scene in front of me flashed, it was still a dark room, but the noise was louder than before, and the air was very turbid and stuffy.

There is still a magic circle under your feet, but the patterns are slightly different. There are hundreds of similar teleportation magic circles in the huge room. There are people around, some holding briefcases, and others carrying boxes full of magic potions.

In a hurry....

"Mr. Holmes, welcome to Mosk."

Directly in front, a man in a suit and leather shoes stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "I am Maury Price, deputy director of the Aurora Society Investigation Bureau."

"...Hello."

As if he had not yet recovered from the surrounding environment, Holmes followed Deputy Director Mori out of the room and found that they were on the outskirts of Mosk. This place, which was originally a wilderness, had been turned into a long-term transit station by the Aurora Society.

Not only railways were built, but also roads were laid.

"All personnel from the local area must be transferred here." Morrie said: "They must be inspected before entering the city. This is to protect the safety of the Archpope and the others. Of course, Mr. Holmes, you do not need to be inspected."

Holmes looked at Mosk, who had undergone earth-shaking changes after not seeing him for a few months, and felt as if he was in a different world.

but...

"Inspection is necessary. What if I am an enemy in disguise?"

Holmes declined Morrie's kindness: "I will not use my privileges to embarrass you, Deputy Director. There must be due inspections, no matter what his status is."

Morrie was stunned for a moment, then smiled, raised his hand, and summoned a commissioner with a briefcase, who took out a tuning fork and a small silver ball to inspect.

After confirming that it is correct,
Chapter completed!