When Aiwass summoned Aleister, Sherlock already understood his determination.
——It was a resolve that would rather err on the side of excessive killing than let something slip by.
Sherlock knew Aiwass very well.
Aiwass was not a reckless or violent person... But if Aiwass had made such a decision, it meant that behind this matter, there might be secrets even more urgent than what he had already revealed.
Sherlock was very curious about what that might be. But he wouldn't waste precious time at this moment.
To put it bluntly... it was just a Son of the Moon anyway.
These were, after all, magical beasts that preyed on humans, living hidden within the Iris Kingdom by usurping power. And as Sons of the Moon who believed in the Blood Celestial Marshal, this batch was even the most aggressive and hostile.
What's the harm in killing just a few Sons of the Moon Count—why not kill them all?
