"Then I shall leave the round Adamantine rock and the intelligence of the Ogres here. If you have any queries, please contact me at any time. I'll bring new intelligence over tomorrow."
Sherlock took his outer coat and hat and reminded the dazed Nicholas before leaving his office.
Nicholas, who was shocked to the core, finally recovered, and he swallowed hard.
That was Lord Sherlock, the mysterious and unfathomable superior Devil Lord. He was terrifying. I thought Sherlock had allied with the Ogres. This is laughable… Nicholas thought, laughing at himself.
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"Lord Sherlock, how did you know that Nicholas may not trust you? From his tense expression, he was losing trust in you," Bru said thoughtfully as Sherlock walked out of Nicholas' office.