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This was the summit of the Retainers' Key Points, located atop a high mountain.

The peak of the magnificent palace stood as high as a watchtower. From here, one could see nearly the entire isolated island.

And at this very moment, someone stood there, facing the wind.

He wore a coat, a detective's cap, and held a pipe between his lips. He was an exceptionally handsome and dashing man.

The man stood there, overlooking the entire island and the place below that had turned into a sea of flames. Yet he remained silent, quietly smoking his pipe and exhaling clouds of smoke.

Only after some time did the man finally speak with a bitter smile.

"Since you're here, come out."

The man spoke thus.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

After those words fell, the area remained completely silent.

Only after a while did the sound of footsteps slowly approach.

Looking at the man standing against the wind and gazing at the fiery scene across the island, Fang Li was neither surprised nor sentimental. As though he had expected it, he murmured.

"So you really aren't dead yet."

"Sherlock Holmes."

The man standing against the wind was none other than the world's greatest detective, Aria's great-grandfather—Sherlock Holmes.

Fang Li stared at the great detective.

Ice-Blue Demon Eyes appeared in his eyes.

Then, crack-like Death Lines emerged across Sherlock's body.

Yet as Fang Li watched this sight, his eyes flickered.

Sherlock, on the other hand, seemed to have anticipated this. He smiled faintly and spoke.

"Well? Quite different from back when we were at I-U, isn't it?"

Fang Li still remembered it. Back at I-U, Sherlock's body had been covered in Death Lines, and he had been on the verge of dying of old age.

Yet now, the