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　"...I want to come back."

　Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head slightly with a complicated expression.

　After all, he is Sherlock Holmes.

　Listening to Fujimaru Ritsuka's words, Holmes's mouth curled up slightly.

　"Of course."

　Caddock sighed helplessly as he looked at Holmes who had made up his mind, and then his eyes were fixed on Moriarty.

　"One-on-one? That would save me a lot of trouble."

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　Listening to Holmes' suggestion, Moriarty's face showed no emotion. He just clapped his hands calmly and recreated the chairs and table on the ground beside him.

　"Then please take a seat here, Senior Sieg."

　I don't need to get involved in anything, which means...

　The girl slowly sat down on the chair, the wine glass in her hand shaking gently in the air.

　Really...is that you?

　Sherlock Holmes, the existence that I had previously ignored...

　Are you really on the side of the alien god?

　-

　"Hello, Holmes-senpai? Since this might be your last greeting, I'm just going to say it here first, okay?"

　Holmes was silent, and Moriarty was silent too.

　The Reichenbach Falls rushes down into the bottomless abyss. The splashing water falls on the stone slabs, leaving some marks, but soon disappears.

　Even Holmes' clothes had traces of it to varying degrees.

　However, there was no trace of water on Moriarty's body.

　His brows furrowed slightly, and various assumptions and eliminations flooded into his mind as the surrounding information came in.

　"...I have a puzzle, and it's also a case."

　There was a moment of silence before Sherlock Holmes broke the silence.

　"This is Miss Sieg's commission. It's a puzzle I absolutely cannot solve. It's a puzzle I can't solve even with my current self. There are too many things missing."

　Listening to Holmes' words, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Kadok subconsciously looked at the girl who seemed to be in a daze.

　"Even though I thought that, what was missing might be myself, but—"

　Holmes's expression gradually grew serious.

　"Moriarty, if I fight you, I should be able to fill that gap, right?"

　Moriarty chuckled a few times and then slowly spoke:

　"But the premise is that you can win."

　"I will win."

　"Yeah, that's right, but, Holmes-senpai..."

　A dangerous smile played at the corner of Moriarty's mouth.

　"I won't lose."

　The fists intertwined with each other, the explosion produced smoke, and in the smoke, the light gathered by the magnifying glass penetrated the smoke.

　Physical means had no effect at all, and even the impact of the body collision did not exist at all.

　The attack was never established as Attack 2 from the beginning, and all the prerequisites required for it were wiped out by Moriarty.

　Strength, wisdom, calmness, and reaction.

　The two players, who were almost identical, should have been indistinguishable, or perhaps only Holmes could have won in Reichenbach.

　However, all of this is based on the premise that the two people are equal.

　From the very beginning, from the moment Holmes stood in front of Moriarty, Chaldea had already lost, Holmes had already lost.

　-

　"Holmes!"

　Looking at the wounded Holmes, Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke at the same time, and Charlemagne rushed up without hesitation, separating him from Moriarty.

　Looking at Holmes bleeding profusely in front of her, the girl was silent for a moment, but still did not make a move.

　If you want to deceive the world, you must first deceive yourself.

　However, if you deceive yourself and even forget about it, then this lie becomes its biggest weakness.

　What James Moriarty modified was only his own fate, not the fate of Sherlock Holmes.

　It makes no sense that James Moriarty transcends fate and defeats Sherlock Holmes, which he does.

　but...

　The fall couldn't kill Holmes, nor Moriarty, and only one man after Reichenbach would make it back to Baker Street alive.

　And that person's name is——

　Sherlock Holmes.

　"Ok?"

　As if sensing Fujimaru Ritsuka's call, Holmes reacted for a moment before looking at the girl with his only remaining open eye. He then raised his index finger to his lips before looking in Fujimaru Ritsuka's direction.

　"Ahh... Sorry, it looks like I was spaced out for a moment..."

　"It's really rare that someone like me would..."

　The voice became quieter and quieter, and the mystery in his heart that had never been solved began to grow bigger and bigger.

　people?

　Of course, that's as it should be.

　Even if they are servants, they must have been human in their previous lives.

　Although there are those who have inherited the blood of gods, and those who place gods on their foundations, there are various types of servants, but as expected, humans are the majority.

　"Ah, Mr. Holmes."

　Moriarty looked at the seriously injured Holmes in front of him, with no trace of joy on his face, only calmness.

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　Talking words.

　"You are..."

　"No, that's not important. I have a puzzle that I hope you can solve. I hope you can give me and Senior Zig the correct answer."

　As he listened to Moriarty's words, a glimmer of light appeared in Holmes's dim pupils.

　"You can't listen to him, Holmes."

　"No, Watson, the puzzle must be solved."

　Holmes' tone grew serious, as if he had not noticed at all that he was injured.

　"Thank you. Then let me ask that question on behalf of Sieg-senpai. Although this is also a common puzzle in the entire singularity—"

　Listening to Moriarty's words and looking at the girl who made no move to refute, Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils shrank little by little, and the ominous premonition in his heart began to be magnified.

　"Who is your Master, the one who summoned you and made you serve? Tell us, Senior Holmes, are you Sherlock Holmes?"

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　Interlude: Eighteen: The Life and Death of a Certain Fantasy

　"Tell me the answer, Senior Holmes. Who is your Master?"

　Indeed, this is a question that has been asked many times.

　Holmes slowly opened his eyes wide as he listened to Moriarty's rather ordinary question.

　A shadow flickered in the pupil of his right eye, like a flickering flame.

　Is it the Holy Grail of the fourth singularity?

　A chain summon caused by the Heroic Servant Henry Jekyll?

　But is that really the case?

　Is Sherlock Holmes really just a fictional character?

　Everyone in the world thinks that Sherlock Holmes is a character in a novel, even he himself thinks so.

　He wasn't surprised by such things. As a detective, no matter how unbelievable a truth was, no matter how bloody and abnormal it was, he had to uncover it.

　Then, the first doubt arises.

　Sherlock Holmes, the most famous detective in the world, is the embodiment of the concept of detective and a servant born from stories and works.

　In that case, he shouldn't have any impression of the world except for the chain summoning that was carried out because of Henry Jekyll.

　In other words, apart from the servants in the same work, he should have no connection with other servants who actually existed in the world.

　Why, then, did he know Helena Blavatsky?

　This is where the divergence occurs.

　Helena Blavatsky was a real person and had a conversation with Holmes when he was in Tibet. The two were old acquaintances.

　So, who is Sherlock Holmes?

　Everything about Holmes' existence in this world is widely circulated as works.

　There is only the Sherlock Holmes in the works in the world, but no Sherlock Holmes as a human being.

　So, who is he?

　Who summoned him?

　Who is making him serve?

　What is his true nature?

　Whenever I ask myself this question, trying to find some clues between the extremely contradictory before and after, my mind subconsciously makes it seem reasonable.

　But now that things have come to this, I won't do that anymore.

　I won't deceive myself anymore.

　Because my goal has been achieved, I have successfully deceived the world, deceived myself, deceived Chaldea, and deceived Miss Sieg from the future.

　I finally investigated my own final puzzle, Miss Sieg's commission, and solved it, and understood...

　If the Human Burning is resolved by human hands, then something will definitely come after that.

　It is an absolutely undeniable fact that mankind has no future after 2016.

　I accepted Lord Babbage's request and moved from the fourth singularity to the sixth.

　Looking back now, that was truly full of doubts.

　It was probably from that time that Sherlock Holmes was replaced.

　His intelligence, memory, and abilities were all preserved, but the concept of "Holmes as a human being" was replaced.

　Along with the class change that I didn't even notice, or even couldn't notice at all, I was replaced by something.

　There is no doubt that even if he was replaced, there is nothing wrong with the fact that his essence is still Sherlock Holmes.

　However, whether he is still "Holmes as a human being" remains to be seen.

　And it wasn't just a matter of class; he couldn't even recall how he was moved.

　How did the Heroic Spirits, who were exchanged by the power of the land, manage to move to another land at another time without a Master?

　What?

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