Mono
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Confession I'll confess, I'll confess, alright? When Arna launched her charge, chaos erupted in the room. "There are ten of us!" the familiar NPC yelled, rallying his accomplices. "It's time to pay him back for the beating!" The men surged forward like rabid dogs. Sikes took the lead, rushing in with his knife raised, slashing down toward Arna's left shoulder. But in the next second, a teeth-setting crunch of bone rang out. Arna swung the steel pipe in her hand, bringing it down low and…-
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Stepping In The enemies have multiplied! Saturday. There was, of course, a reason Fagin had chosen this specific time. By the rules, today was a rest day. The apprentices whose families lived nearby had all gone home. Arna never went to the factory on Saturday afternoons. Instead, she would squat by the River Thames to fish, only returning in the evening to drive a carriage full of her catch back to the factory as an extra meal for the children staying behind. Of course, at least for…
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Poison What is this? Let me have a taste! Friday morning. The narrow, filthy hideout was located behind a pub. The very air was thick with the sour stench of rotting food and the greasy smoke of tallow candles. Fagin sat in a rickety chair. His rough fingers stroked the small vial in his hand as if he were caressing a lover. Across from him, Oliver stood stiffly, his thin body trembling. Perhaps from the cold, perhaps from fear, or perhaps both. "Now, my dear," Fagin murmured, his voice…
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Schemes Group activity! Hearing Nancy's words, Holmes's eyebrows immediately shot up. He looked at Arna, mouthing the words 'in private,' as if Arna ought to know exactly why Nancy had come to chat with Mrs. Hudson. Arna grabbed a piece of paper from the side, scribbled down a few words, and held it up. I don't know either! Watson looked back and forth, then hesitated and walked toward the door. "Perhaps we should go receive her? At the very least, we cannot leave her waiting downstairs…
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The Visit The last one. After Oliver walked out, clutching his dried apples, he still felt somewhat dazed. There was no shock, no scolding, just… a flat "Oh." Aside from instructing him not to tell anyone else about the matter, Mr. Aisas hadn't seemed to offer any other reaction. For a moment, Oliver found himself worrying again. In his eyes, Mr. Aisas was certainly a good person. Generous, kind-hearted, open-handed, and warm—there was nothing bad about him. The only flaw was that he…
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Repetition So many people! After pouring everything out, Lucy lowered her head, her heart filled with trepidation. She knew Mr. Aisas usually had a decent relationship with Miss Nancy—one might even say it was quite good. Miss Nancy was dedicated and responsible. She treated the apprentices very well, rarely resorting to corporal punishment; at most, she would smack their palms a few times or make them stand in the corner for an hour, and even then, it was only aimed at the children who…
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The Informant Reporting Fagin for secret collusion! Arna indulged in a final, tiny bout of greed, fishing up one last catch before heading home with the box of gold nuggets and several pearls. Hitting the absolute final time limit, she dashed into her room and collapsed onto her bed. The next day, Arna went out and exchanged half the gold and all the pearls for pounds. She used a place recommended by Holmes; the omnipotent consulting detective had assured her the boss was reliable. Then, her…
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Jewelry Making money! The current time was 8:00 PM. After repeated persuasion from Holmes and Watson, Arna had finally, with great regret, left her 9999-damage Golden Sword in her room before heading out. She had tried puzzle games before, but she never really had the patience to play them through. In the end, all the puzzle games in her library just gathered dust in her inventory. —But playing those games alone was completely different from teaming up with a top-tier teammate and enjoying…
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Keeping a Cat We have a cat! At Arna's promise, Watson sighed, his short mustache twitching. "…To be honest, it's really quite hard to believe." But he climbed in anyway, sitting carefully on the carriage's bench seat, bracing himself for the impending impact. When the carriage pulled to a stop near Baker Street, Watson let out a breath of relief. He had been on edge the entire ride. Fortunately, the morning's disaster hadn't repeated itself—except for the final few minutes, when Arna…
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Patents What the heck is this? After patting each of the children on the head, Mrs. Hudson prepared to head back. She carried her now-empty basket. "I'll head back to Baker Street first. The carriage is still waiting for me—besides, you know 221B simply cannot do without a landlady!" "Didn't the maid you hired recently return from the country?" Arna had just finished one beef pie and was holding another. "Leave the cleaning to her. If she can't handle it, I'll go back and do it." She…
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Pie This was not something she had stolen. After the doctor left, Arna returned to her second-floor office alone and sat down. A couple of days prior, she had crafted a desk and chair for herself. The window opened inward, perfectly positioned to give her a view of the children gathered around the tables downstairs. Since no one was around, Arna hummed a tune and propped her legs up comfortably on the desk. First up was a basic inventory of the factory's assets. …Even though she was…
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Driving the Carriage Death-Defying Speed Demon! Once the first applicant was accepted, the other children stopped gawking and focused on their work. Oliver's fingers trembled, but he soon became engrossed in assembling the parts and raised his hand. Soon, ten children had completed the task. Besides Oliver, all his companions were hired as well; not one of Fagin's five children was left out. The remaining spots were filled by other ordinary East End children who had heard the story,…
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Recruitment Kid sister? In the early morning, Oliver woke on his straw pallet, his mind still reeling from the events of the past two days. Two nights ago, Fagin had been hunched over on a wobbly stool, his greasy fingers fiddling with a stolen pocket watch, his sharp eyes glinting. On his other side lay a neatly folded stack of processed handkerchiefs. The embroidered names of their original owners had been picked out, and they were now waiting to be sold off for sum after sum of…
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Collapse A player never admits defeat! By the time Arna reached the supplier's shop, the streets of the East End were already bustling. The air, as usual, was thick with the rhythmic cries of vendors and so polluted by factory exhaust that the sky was a blanket of smog. The advertisement she’d placed in The Times would likely take a day or two to circulate, but the Baker Street Irregulars would spread the news through the alleys and tenements of Whitechapel much faster. Ten apprentices,…
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Clever Don't you dare laugh, you bastards! Just as the three of them were still chatting about the golden tools, an ominous creak sounded from the stairs. The door burst open. Their landlady, wearing an apron, stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips. "Gentlemen, I should think you've had quite enough time to discuss your miscellaneous affairs!" Her finger pointed straight at Arna. "Especially you! Good heavens, child, you skipped lunch like a stray cat, and now you're pale as a sheet,"…
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The Plan One Zhuge Liang, two smelly cobblers. Considering the rather long walk from the East End back to Baker Street, and considering the offer of a free carriage ride was too good to pass up, Arna accepted a lift from Mr. Green, the solicitor. She returned with him to his office in the city center, planning to walk home from there. But after they arrived at the firm, Mr. Green stopped Arna just as she was about to leave, eagerly handing her the box containing the old deed. "Keep this safe,"…
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