"That was more or less what happened, Professor Moriarty." Jeanne d'Arc Alter looked at James Moriarty with a mocking gaze. "Come on, raise your weapon. I figure your heart is pretty clogged up right now anyway, so why not use this chance to vent properly?"
Moriarty looked at the Phantom Spirits standing within Gunshaft Tower and smiled with great interest.
"Hahahahaha—so, to defeat me, you even brought characters from novels into this?"
His expression immediately darkened again.
"So you intend to insult me? You so-called mystery solvers? I will never lose to anyone other than Holmes!"
"...It is about time I got serious."
Buzz—
Something appeared in his chest.
Something that glowed.
Chaldea was all too familiar with the magical energy emanating from it.
"It is the Holy Grail's magical energy signature! Master, be careful! Professor Moriarty truly was not fighting seriously before!" Mash hurriedly warned.
Moriarty had not used the Holy Grail's power at all during the previous battle, but now—
"Sorry, Master. You might die a few minutes earlier now. Do you still have no regrets?"
He gave Fujimaru Ritsuka no chance to speak.
"Ha, but even if you regret it now, it is too late. After all, this was your own choice!"
"Then come on! I will never give up!"
There was not the slightest hint of regret on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face.
Having accepted the detectives' power, he only wanted to throw a couple of punches at the old bastard in front of him.
Moriarty was briefly surprised, then smiled as expected.
"Then come on!!!"
Whoosh—
Black flames flashed, and in an instant, Edmond Dantès moved before Moriarty. Jeanne d'Arc Alter also raised the Evil Dragon Flag in her hand, flames closing in on Moriarty from both sides.
Lawrence did not hesitate to unleash her Noble Phantasm.