Sherlock raised his cane and tapped the table where Iver and Yunus were drinking. The crystal wineglasses trembled from the impact, signaling the two men to look over at him.
"Think about it carefully, Mr. Yunus—"
Sherlock repeated the question with a solemn expression.
—An elven girl named Anastasia had left behind a token and invited Yunus to her home as thanks for saving her life.
—Yet after her father received the token, he had immediately told Yunus that she had died long ago and had never been to Avalon.
"Normally, shouldn't he have asked what happened first? 'Why did you get this?' 'Could Anastasia still be alive?' He might even have suspected that a necromancer had desecrated her corpse—although normally, someone with Treeification Disease would be cremated, leaving no corpse behind. But shouldn't he at least have considered the possibility that Anastasia had become an Apostle of the Candle Holder or another Phantom Demon, and had been summoned into the Material Realm?" He said Anastasia had completely undergone treeification more than twenty years ago—but twenty years ago, hadn't he gone to Horus to build houses? "If he was so grief-stricken that he had no choice but to devote himself to work... then why was he completely uninterested in the information you brought him?"
Sherlock said meaningfully, "Under what circumstances could a father who loved his daughter show no interest whatsoever in information about her?" "There is only one truth—he had always been able to see Anastasia. And he also knew about Anastasia's current situation... That was precisely why he had continued to entertain you so warmly, yet shown no interest in your doubts or my investigation. He knew that you had indeed saved Anastasia, but he couldn't explain how he knew and understood this."
"He stayed in Horus for