In a room in Chaldea, Holmes held his pipe in his mouth, his expression a little serious and solemn, looking at the existence hidden in the shadows opposite him.
There was no response from the being in the shadow, as if it didn't exist at all.
"The master of Chaldea, Fujimaru Ritsuka, fell into a coma and lost consciousness due to unknown reasons. Even if the body is examined, the only conclusion that can be drawn is that the body is tempered, strong and healthy.
The reason for his loss of consciousness is still unknown, and the problem cannot be solved."
As he spoke, Holmes knocked on his pipe and took out the ashes.
"Several servants who are good at medical treatment, including Lawrence, used many methods on Fujimaru Ritsuka, but they were unable to wake up Fujimaru Ritsuka."
"Matthew seemed to have said that this situation... is not the first time."
There was a trace of inquiry in his eyes as he looked at the shadow.
"So, the culprit of that incident...?"
Tilting his head, Holmes seemed to have a subtle smile on his lips.
crackling——
A figure emerged from the darkness.
Cave King.
Edmond Dantès.
He had his eyes closed, his expression was calm, and he seemed to have no feeling at all when he told Holmes.
But the thunder and lightning on his body seemed to flicker.
"Sorry, I'm rude, maybe the culprit of that incident is the Magic King."
Holmes changed the subject.
"Although that incident is also related to you, you don't seem like a man who would make mistakes on the same matter."
"But... Judging from your expression, you seem to have anticipated this incident."
"Shut up."
The Grotto King finally spoke and interrupted Holmes.
"If you continue talking, I don't mind trying the fire of my grudges on you."
"All you need to do now is remain silent, Sherlock Holmes."
Holmes shook his head helplessly and put the pipe back into his mouth.
"It's so heartless. I thought that as both tobacco lovers, we would have a lot in common."
"However, in this case, I won't say anything more, because I have a hunch - because of this situation, maybe you will..."
Holmes did not finish his sentence, but stopped mid-sentence.
The detectives seem to particularly like this half-said way of expressing themselves.
"It doesn't matter how you interpret it, it's none of my business."
The Cave King closed his eyes again, and then disappeared, as if he didn't want to say anything more to Holmes.
But seeing the Cave King disappear into the room, Holmes raised his eyebrows and seemed to be relieved.
"Okay... If this is the case, he will probably provide serious support. The current situation is really complicated..."
"Despite this, we must proceed in our own way."
Holmes took a puff on his pipe.
"besides."
"Fujimaru Ritsuka, you have to work hard."
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The sixteenth year of Kanyong
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What Fujimaru Ritsuka saw when he opened his eyes was a blue sky.
It is almost impossible to see in Chaldea, an extremely clear blue sky without even a trace of cloud.
Sunny and beautiful.
...I always feel like this is familiar. Is it an illusion?
After rubbing his still groggy head and touching his side with the other hand, Fujimaru Ritsuka closed his eyes again.
It's grass...
where is this place.
Sitting up, what caught Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes was a lush mountain, and at the foot of the mountain was a piece of farmland that looked very peaceful.
This environment is really nice - Fujimaru Ritsuka thought subconsciously.
"Ah, you're awake. I thought you were going to be unconscious for another whole day."
A somewhat familiar sound came into Fujimaru Ritsuka's ears.
Subconsciously, he looked in the direction of the sound. Sure enough, not only was the voice familiar, but the face was also——
this is not--
The beauty with two knives on her waist looked quite happy, but she suddenly became sad again because she didn't know what she thought of.
Seemingly seeing the expression of Fujimaru Ritsuka who was stunned on the spot, the beauty's expression became serious and she chuckled.
"Ah, judging from your appearance, you must be curious about the current situation? Then let me explain it a little bit."
"You see, the weather here is very nice, and the scenery is very beautiful, so I opened my lunch box here to fill my stomach, and then you suddenly fell from the sky in front of me."
She stretched out her hand as if to catch something.
"Then I subconsciously caught you like this, and then all my rice balls rolled down into the field..."
Her expression became uncomfortable, but she quickly shook her head and regained her energy.
"Forget it, let's not mention this problem for now! All in all, it's like this. You appeared here out of nowhere, and no matter how much I called you, you couldn't wake up. I thought you were going to sleep here all day.
"
"But now...well, at least you're sitting up like Yajirobei."
She looked quite at ease.
"Musashi dear!!!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka hugged him directly, his voice sounded quite happy.
"Ouch - aha, yes, you thought this was the nickname you gave me, Musashi-chan, but my real name is Shinmon Musashi Mori Fujiwara Genshin."
Musashi was immediately pushed to the ground by Fujimaru Ritsuka, and after touching Fujimaru Ritsuka's head, Musashi laughed.
"Long time no see, Ritsuka. It feels so rare to be able to meet again in peace and harmony!"
Miyamoto Musashi said sincerely.
For someone like her who doesn't even know where she will appear next second, it is indeed rare to have a reunion.
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"Hmm, I see... So do you think you are 'dreaming' now?"
Miyamoto Musashi closed his eyes and nodded.
"I remember, when we first met, you seemed to be 'dreaming' too, right? It was when you were on Ghost Island."
Musashi mentioned what happened when the two met for the first time.
"Well, it's almost the same. Apart from that time, the same situation happened several times." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, not looking as panicked as Thailand.
In a "dream" like this, the things experienced are real, but there is no way to contact the Chaldean side.
The most important issue for Fujimaru Ritsuka now is to figure out what the current situation is.