Sherlock Holmes, also known as Sherlock Holmes, is the protagonist in the series of detective novels "The Complete Sherlock Holmes" written by Conan Doyle.
Whether it actually exists is a false proposition.
but--
In a sense, he is real.
At least in this world, he really exists.
The Servants that Chaldea encountered at the Singularity in the Middle East actually appeared at the Singularity in London, but were only mentioned in Manlio's mouth. They accepted Manlio's commission and went there.
Investigating the truth behind the incineration of humanity, he finally met Chaldea's group at Astra Courtyard.
Why does it really exist? After the end of the Middle East Singularity, Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci had a detailed discussion for quite some time.
Shinjuku's Berserker has withdrawn, which is expected.
Next, we have Assassin from Shinjuku, also known as the prodigal Yan Qing.
The Berserker in Shinjuku was finally dealt with by Emiya, and in the end Emiya also escaped in disgrace - after all, the two Sabers have a close relationship with Emiya, and they come from two completely different world lines, depending on
It doesn't matter which Saber he met, and Emiya is in such a crack, and he actually knows a little bit about the two Sabers, but... so what?
The prodigal Yan Qing is undoubtedly a knight.
In essence, the prodigal Yan Qing cannot become a heroic spirit at all, let alone be summoned as a follower.
He stayed by the hero's side, eager to become a real hero, measuring the hero's courage to see if he was qualified to become his incarnation... However, there were a lot of flaws.
From Emiya's point of view, Yan Qing's behavior was no different than seeking death. Even if the half-elf black knight did not have fairy eyes, his disguise, or ability to incarnate, was full of loopholes.
He is too arrogant.
Knight? In essence, maybe he is just a killing star.
Yan Xiaoyi is a demon star himself.
Looting, trampling, and violence are his true colors as a demon star.
He was determined to kill the Chaldean Master.
but--
Under such circumstances, what other measures would he take?
It's unknown, Archer doesn't know, and Emiya doesn't know either.
"Let's just wait and see for a while. Assassin is such a servant. Because of his self-contradiction, the basic logic of his actions has become uncontrollable. In essence, that man has transformed into a so-called [murderer].
Until he calms down, let's leave it like this for now, I have other things to investigate." Archer's face did not show any expression of anything other than medical matters, but was extremely calm.
"Investigation? Now?" Emiya looked a little surprised, "For you, is there anything that you need to investigate now?"
"That Saber is an obstacle after all, but it is just an obstacle, not a decisive factor." Archer said with a smile, "What I want to investigate is the new unstable factor."
There was coldness in his eyes.
"It has infiltrated into this city in a way that is beyond imagination and incomprehensible. What is it?"
"Go on patrol, Emiya."
Archer looked at Emiya.
"To confirm whether Shakespeare's creation went smoothly."
"King Lear, that's quite a story, isn't it?"
"Humph, then let me...see it."
Emiya snorted, turned around and left, plunging back into the endless night of Shinjuku.
In the gun tower, Archer was once again the only one left who acted like a gentleman.
"hehe......"
"Then, it's almost time to make your debut."
"Even if you change your appearance, your traces are too obvious."
"Obviously, as long as you act truly, you will never leave such traces, so now you want to get involved in the game and use yourself as a chess piece?"
"Hehehe..."
Archer smiled, and the expectation and desire in his smile were a mixture of madness and reason that ordinary people could not understand.
"We are enemies of each other. We resent each other and hate each other. So I am looking forward to a moment crazily..."
"The Phantom Demon Alliance, the gun body, my own body, and - those phantoms, everything - are the stage prepared for you."
"Charlotte Holmes."
Entering the game with your own body and using yourself as a pawn?
That kind of thing——
I've been doing it since the beginning.
...
The atmosphere in the residence is quite relaxed.
Archer was drinking alone, and seemed to want to give Fujimaru Ritsuka some, but Fujimaru Ritsuka refused. Lawrence was making a video call with Leonardo da Vinci, chatting about some things, and Artoria was taking care of her sword.
, Joan of Arc was fast asleep.
It's hard to imagine that this is a post-apocalyptic world.
"I'll drink some too."
Annuo stepped over the stool, sat down next to Archer carelessly, picked up a bottle of whiskey, and filled it up for himself.
Then just drink it all in one gulp.
A drink unique to British drunkards.
"Oh! As expected of an uncle's servant like me! This way of drinking is really admirable!"
Archer's eyes lit up as he watched An Nuo drinking heavily.
"Let me tell you in advance, I don't recommend that you drink like me. You will get drunk very quickly."
Wiping the corners of his mouth, Annuo shrugged.
"Also, what's wrong with Uncle's servant? Do I look old?"
"...An Nuoqing, can't you look in the mirror before you say this? Your beard now feels like it could stab someone to death."
Arturia said with a dull face while cleaning her sword.
It is normal for someone to become offline after altering, but it is relatively rare for Annuo's personality to change as much as it did.
"Matthew, since there is a strong phantom element in this singularity, is it possible that Mr. Adrosson is also here?"
Lawrence, who was sitting not far away, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth.
But spare her...
If his son saw his father dressed like this, then Lawrence would really go back to the Hall of Valor.
I no longer have the face to live in this world.
"It's actually very difficult to replicate the situation in London."
Lawrence crossed his legs and turned around.
"Furthermore, Luo Song is not the only child who can create so-called phantoms. He is only responsible for reflecting his heart. The one who truly constructs the monster is actually the one who imagines or creates the monster."
"Just like Shakespeare, Andersen and so on."
"Ah, wait, this reaction..."
Matthew became nervous.
"Miss Lawrence, it seems like something is really approaching outside!"
"This huge, familiar feeling... seems to be an enemy I have encountered at the singularity in London!"