Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability

Chapter 133: Monster Showdown (7)

Chapter 133: Monster Showdown (7)

"H, Hey, guys."

Witnessing the sudden, abnormally skyrocketing probabilities, Isaac Adler looked up at his subordinates with a sceptical expression.

"... No, could it be?"

Then, he posed a subtle question while staring at Celestia Moran and Princess Clay who were looking down at him with a frigid expression.

"Y-You'll save me, right? You won't do anything strange, right?"

As he started to wriggle his tied-up body while gauging their reactions, the two henchwomen exchanged subtle glances with each other.

- Stomp, step...

"Guys...?"

Eventually, the two women moved towards Adler while keeping their silence.

"... Ah."

As Moran raised the butt of her air rifle and Princess Clay began conjuring red mana in her hand, Adler closed his eyes with a liberated smile on his lips, accepting his fate.

- Bam...!!!

In the next moment, a crisp striking sound echoed through the outskirts of the walkway.

"...... Eh?"

Adler, shivering with his eyes shut, soon realised that he’s consciousness hadn’t faded as he had expected. With that realisation in mind, he opened his eyes with a puzzled expression.

"........."

And the first thing he witnessed was the collapsed Silver Blaze— two bumps protruding from her head and her eyes spinning into swirls.

"What are you doing, Dad?"

"Why are you shivering so much?"

Adler observed the scene with his eyes blinking and a blank face... until he heard the soft voices of Moran and Princess Clay.

"Did you just... grant my request?"

"... I am your hunting dog, aren't I, Dad?"

"It wasn't really for you, to be honest. I just couldn't stand to see this poor beast forcing herself to take care of trash like you.”

As Adler cocked his head and listened to their words, a touched expression manifested on his face.

"Guys~"

Staggering to his feet, Adler then slipped his arms out of the now-loose ropes and hugged Moran and Princess Clay tightly.

"I love you~"

And then, with an innocent smile and a twinkle in his eyes, he began to rub his cheeks against theirs.

""..........""

As they were hugged, both looked sideways, their eyes trained on Adler, and their eyes instantly turned cold.

"This isn't the time or place for this, Dad."

"Correct, so let go of us, now."

"Huh?"

Both of the women spoke simultaneously at the next instant.

"You must hide immediately."

"... Why?"

"This incident has drawn not only the attention of the supernatural entities but also of some suspicious and highly dangerous organisations."

Upon hearing her reply, Adler tilted his head with a naïve expression, prompting Princess Clay to sigh and begin her explanation.

"Of course, that alone wouldn't be a problem. However, the issue is that these groups might collaborate."

"... Collaborate?"

"Except for the damned Queen's dogs, most are either intelligence organisations or illegal groups. Working together for a common goal is hardly an issue for them."

"Are you certain?"

"Our battle with the royal knights was systematically interrupted by them. The attackers included at least three types of ability users."

With that, Princess Clay turned towards Adler and asked,

"Of course, you've prepared for such a situation, I assume?"

"........"

"Wasn't it you who devised this insane plan?"

Adler, feigning ignorance, merely shrugged his shoulders.

"... Dunno."

"Madman."

Immediately, Princess Clay cursed under her breath and grabbed Adler by the collar, her voice raised.

"Let’s not even talk about somehow accomplishing that insane plan of yours, just escaping this park isn't even an easy task now!"

"Ugh..."

"And what if they catch us, huh? What are you going to do then?"

Still appearing clueless, Adler was vigorously shaken by the princess as she vented out her anger on him.

The suggestion seemed quite normal and appealing compared to the insane solutions he was used to hearing from all the women in his life, causing Adler’s gaze to waver ever so slightly.

"... I, I'll pretend to be your wife. To gather all the vampires scattered across the country, we'll need the authority you possess as a true vampire."

"......"

"Of course! It will merely be a masked performance! Even that would be an honour for someone who is merely a hostage in a kidnapping play!"

Having said her piece in a loud voice, the princess crossed her arms and turned her head aside.

"If you are unwilling, just say so..."

"But, Princess."

Adler, gazing intently at her, raised a question with a look of confusion.

"... If this kidnapping act goes on forever, wouldn’t it be no different from marriage?"

"What did you just say?"

She exclaimed, visibly shocked.

"How dare you!"

However, apparently, there was nothing else she had to say. Hence, no reply came after her outcry.

"..... Dad."

In the meantime, Celestia Moran had quietly approached next to Adler and began whispering while holding onto his sleeve.

"I will kidnap you, for real, I mean."

"........"

"I’ll tie you up with chains and inflict a bit of harm here and there, nothing serious. And then, I’ll circulate the photos among the monsters and the unknown organisations after us."

"... Huh?"

"On the back of the photo, I'll even write a message saying, ."

Her eyes glinted darkly under the moonlight.

"That way, no one will chase after you anymore. It’s several times safer than the Princess’s method."

"But Moran..."

"I’ve done this plenty of times, so I can pull it off flawlessly... What?"

"... How is that different from real kidnapping?"

Adler asked in a slightly frightened voice, but again, no answer came.

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"In my opinion, both options aren't particularly good."

".........!?"

Until that moment, that is. A vaguely familiar, yet not at the same time, voice began to echo from the walkway covered in fog.

"Isn't that so, Isaac?"

"Professor...?"

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Meanwhile, at that time, in London's finest hospital.

"Miss Jane Moriarty. Did you sleep well?"

"Hmmmh."

Professor Jane Moriarty opened her eyes in her single hospital room and stretched languidly as she faced her attending doctor.

"Your recovery speed is unbelievable for a human, I’m positively astonished. It seems you can be discharged soon..."

"... Thank you."

Hearing this, she thanked her with a grateful look, a sharp glare hidden within, and began imbuing her concealed hand with grey mana.

"However, it would have been better had you not made that stateme..."

"Pardon?"

But just before her grey mana could claim another life, the professor retracted her mana altogether. She even stopped speaking mid-sentence and made a startled expression for some reason.

"Ah!?"

Abruptly, she rose from her bed the next moment, beads of cold sweat leaking down her forehead.

"Adler..."

Ever since the day she met Isaac Adler, she had been constantly watching over him; however, now, his presence seemed strangely obscured, as if veiled by smoke— the cause of her anxiety and /genesisforsaken