| classification:Science fiction |
| author:Not ten strings, ple |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:35:29) |
He snapped shut the jeweled pocket watch in his hand, tucking it back into his vest, and stared solemnly at Hayna.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,That pallid, weak face had no color. The youthful appearance, barely seventeen or eighteen, possessed a beauty entirely different from Professor Moriarty's.。