"The exit is just ahead. I won't see you off any farther." Sherlock Holmes lightly tapped the ground with his cane, a faint smile on his face. "As expected, you must walk your own path, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Master of Chaldea."
"Mr. Holmes, you still can't trust Chaldea after all?" Fujimaru Ritsuka stood in the sunlight at the exit, looking curiously at Sherlock Holmes, who remained in the shadows.
"It is not a matter of distrust. I told you, did I not? Before I cooperate with you, I still have other work to handle. Until then, the time has not yet come for us to forge a bond."
"Still, since we shall meet again someday, I will not make too many farewells. Instead, I shall leave you with one final question, Miss Fujimaru." The smile vanished, and Sherlock Holmes's expression became serious once more. "Think carefully. Why did the Incineration of Humanity occur in 2016?"
"If it had occurred in the year 2000, you would not even have been able to be born. Yet that false Mage King still chose to burn backward through time starting from 2016."
"There is undoubtedly only one reason for that: for some reason, he had no choice but to begin the burning in 2016."
"But likewise, the resolution of one question signifies the birth of another. I shall leave this question to you to consider. Of course, I have a hypothesis of my own." Stroking his chin, Sherlock Holmes narrowed his eyes. "My hypothesis is that humanity after 2016 has no future."
"No... future?" Hearing Sherlock Holmes's hypothesis, Fujimaru Ritsuka could not help feeling a little unsettled.
His hand unconsciously rose to his chest, covering his heart, though Fujimaru Ritsuka did not realize it at all.
"King Solomon possessed eyes that could see through time.