The burning black flames wrapped around a figure as it descended onto the outer platform of Gunshaft Tower.
"That's the one from the Temple of Time!"
Mash's eyes widened as she looked at the person who had arrived.
And there was more than one.
Thud.
An Evil Dragon Flag unfurled atop Gunshaft Tower, snapping violently in the wind.
"These flames."
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the black fire and unconsciously relaxed.
Moriarty skirted around the flames and looked toward the tower platform.
"Tch, who the hell are you!?"
"Kuahahahahaha—!!!"
Laughter rang out once more.
"You—actually regret it?"
"You, who call yourself the Napoleon of the criminal world, actually regret it?"
"There is no need to deny it. Your eyes have already betrayed everything—James Moriarty!"
"And you—"
The man pointed at Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"You have yet to regret anything, always looking ahead."
"Your very existence is Moriarty's greatest irony!"
"As expected of you, Fujimaru Ritsuka. Only this way—are you worthy of becoming my [accomplice]!!!"
At last, the man stepped into the light inside Gunshaft Tower, allowing everyone to see his face clearly.
"You came!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked utterly delighted.
"Yes, I came."
The Servant dressed in green, who had already burst into two inexplicable bouts of laughter, revealed a somewhat feral grin.
"My name is Edmond Dantès. It has been a long time. Or perhaps it has not been so long after all, my [accomplice]."
"There is discouragement in your smile. What, did this journey through the Singularity hit you that hard?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression looked as though he wanted to cry and laugh at once. He pursed his lips and nodded.
"Yeah!"
"Good. I understand."
Edmond Dantès closed his eyes.
Then, in an instant, he bared another feral grin.
"Then let me accompany you on another run through the depths of