Sherlock Holmes and the Ancient God Miss

Notice: This novel will enter VIP status on Wednesday, June 21. There will be ten thousand words on the day it enters VIP status. Thank you all for your support and love over the years~~ A novel inspired by the original, set in the Victorian era, featuring ancient gods in the white fog and famous detectives. "My dear Watson, I have never encountered an enemy like her. She looks like a little girl, yet claims to be a god. But the frightening thing is, she may be telling the truth. She has a pair of eyes that can identify sinners. She declared that she would be the greatest detective in the world and demonstrated her abilities. Fortunately, I deduced that all she could learn were simple facts, not the reasons behind them. I told her that a detective's work is never as simple as simply putting a criminal to death." "She was very interested in this. She said she wanted to become my assistant and challenge me one day, at least by the rules of humanity. So I accepted her offer and named her Luna." "My friend, I hope you won't get caught up in such danger. Of course, if I simply tell you to leave 221B, you certainly won't agree. But I earnestly ask you to do so." How do you raise an outer god? Can human wisdom, tolerance, a sense of justice, and love help this seed grow until it finally blooms into a beautiful white flower? An original-canon-style Sherlock Holmes paired with a blank-slate, curious nonhuman heroine. Upcoming story: *Does the Elf King Dream of Succubi?* Celia is the famous Rose Countess of Eshie City. The black-haired, red-eyed succubus is wicked by nature, does all kinds of evil, and is stunningly beautiful. Wanting to get some fresh air in the lands of light, Celia volunteered to go and seduce the powerful and radiant Elf King, then steal the gem at the heart of their power and blessings, the Forest Heart. Celia thought her disguise was flawless, until she was executed with a single sword stroke at the temple, a step away from the gem. Celia decided to maintain an actor's basic professionalism until her final second. Grabbing the Elf King with his golden hair and blue eyes by the lapels, she gave him an inscrutable smile and said with heartfelt tenderness as she coughed blood, "You really did see through me. That's good, too." After her failed mission, Celia tossed and turned in her two-hundred-square-meter bed, growing more and more furious the longer she thought about it. Ten years later, after repairing her body and soul, she returned to the place where it had all happened. She heard people say that the Elf King had never married, and that the body of his ill-fated lover, who had died young, was kept in the Valley of Flowers. Standing before the crystal coffin and looking at the familiar face, the previous puppet body she'd made with her own hands, Celia fell into deep thought. This didn't look good. Theme: The importance of moral education