Two Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty, Vicious Isolation ()Demon Realm
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Sherlock felt as if he had had a dream that was not very long, but extremely confusing.
The content of the dream seemed to be a strange combination of situations he encountered in reality, forming some kind of weird and self-consistent scene, in which he also played an important role.
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However, I can’t remember exactly what happened.
The only memory that remains is...
"Dear~ dear~"
Yes, this is a title that is so magical that it cannot be completely forgotten.
……etc.
Sherlock struggled to open his eyes, and then saw the familiar train overhead lights. Then, everything about his experience in Tokyo came back to his mind like a flood, and the resulting pain made him raise his hand to his forehead.
"Dear~ Come here~" Ms. Irisviel's voice came from not far away: "Little Mr. Holmes is awake~"
"[Huh.]" Batman's voice came from a little distance, seemingly slightly dissatisfied.
"Oh, you're not angry with the child, are you?" Ms. Irisviel's voice was filled with a smile: "Anyway, you have treated Saber like that, so is it even?"
"['I' didn't do that,]" Batman's voice gradually got closer: "[That's not 'my experience'."
"Well..." Sherlock covered his head and sat up from the train seat, looking at the two of them. Ms. Irisviel is still dressed in the black plush coat and top hat, and her expression looks a little happy. Batman, on the other hand, has no armor and only wears a slightly old black trench coat. He looks a little tired and is trying on
Tu uses the chewing gum box in his hand to light up the lollipop in his mouth. "You have just triggered the 'Master will dream of the Servant's past' event, which is so interesting that it will almost certainly be triggered." Ms. Irisviel looked at Sherlock: "At the same time, because of various external influence, dream
The environment mutates, changing from ‘virtual’ to ‘real’. "
"Hmm..." Sherlock tried to recall the dream, but it was as if he couldn't see clearly through a thick layer of fog. "That was the only scene where I didn't ask for your help when I was trying to increase contact with my dear: the 'trolley problem' of choosing between 'the world' and 'wife and daughter'," Ms. Irisviel tilted her head and looked Keep calm with a glance
Silent Batman: "For him, there was no second option."
"[I said, that's not me.]" Batman repeated what he just said.
"..." Although Sherlock still couldn't recall the specific incident, the realistic scenes such as the Holy Grail filled with black mud, the two command spells, and the light of the sword that cut through everything gradually became clear. "That was an event that 'didn't happen'," Ms. Irisviel continued: "Your intervention in the form of a dream turned it into a 'possibility' dear, and this' Possibility' leads me, small
The birth of Anhe Galaxy Train. "
"Just like when you used the 'abandoned parts' of the 'Trolley Problem Dimension' to rebuild the train and the station?" Sherlock pinched his forehead and decided to ignore the confusion in time.
"Of course," Irisviel turned her head slightly and looked at Batman, deliberately saying in a pitiful tone: "After all, 'we' are also the 'abandoned part'." "[I will take 'you' back, Ellie should be very happy,]" Batman said in a very tired tone: "[Before, I just couldn't determine whether your existence was a trick of some kind of 'subspace evil god'. In that kind of situation,
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In this case, I will not be able to detect the abnormality. ]"
Can the suspicion be lifted after this incident? Which step in the whole incident has such sufficient weight? But memory... Sherlock pressed his forehead again.
"I want to bsp; "You're right that you can't remember it, Mr. Holmes~" Ms. Irisviel's tone was a little comforting: "If you can clearly remember everything in that dream, then you should probably leave this place. world. "
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You should be very clear about the ambiguity of this statement, right?
And speaking of leaving this world…
"What's wrong with Kelly? Where are the other people who participated in the attack on the Demon Pillar? And the city of Tokyo itself?" Sherlock asked instead.
"About this, how do you understand the fact that I was just born because of your actions, but I have known you for a long time?" Ms. Irisviel asked.
"When a certain timeline is destroyed, the key things in it may appear on the 'sacred timeline'?" Sherlock thought of the rules he saw in the "Ministry of Magic." "Yes, but the time when these 'key things' appear is not necessarily synchronized with the 'sacred timeline'. When you just woke up from the dream, the time when 'us' was born was a long time ago. ." Alice Faye
Ms. Er looked at him with a "can you understand" expression. "Does a dream count as a timeline..." Sherlock muttered, and then tried to draw inferences: "Everything that happened in Tokyo was too serious to end, and was cut into a new one with a very small scope.
A timeline that only covers a city. When it is finally destroyed by Klee's knife, the 'key things' or 'important people' inside will return to the normal 'sacred timeline' where nothing happens. "
"Singularity... seems this is a good explanation?" Ms. Irisviel looked at Batman.
"[It's not that complicated,]" Batman replied: "[Things that already exist must have an origin, and things that have no origin must disappear.]"
…How did he become philosophical? The impact of the two command spells is not that great.
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At this moment, the train conductor and the black mist "Xiao An" wearing clothes rushed into the carriage and danced.
"Wait, what do you mean we are going to collide again?" Ms. Irisviel's eyes widened: "Why is that knife of 'Kelly' chasing us?!"
"Maybe it's because..." Sherlock raised his eyes and looked at the sword flash outside the carriage almost instantly: "You and the train are the Holy Grail she wants to chop."
"..."
Boom!
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When Sherlock regained consciousness, he found that he was falling from the sky and falling into a boundless vast land full of flowers.
Where it fell, a pure white tower stood.
As Sherlock continued to fall, the originally boundless sea of flowers gradually turned into a barren desert. The overflowing quicksand almost completely buried the tower, with only a few dry flowers and vines remaining at the top of the tower.
Seeing that he was about to hit the remaining tower, Sherlock subconsciously tried to use the slow fall technique, but his body was completely out of control.
Finally, with a crisp sound similar to that of broken glass, he crashed through something outside the tower, fell headlong into the tower, and landed on a white round soft collapse that almost filled all the space. .
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Having regained control of his body, Sherlock shook his head and sat up. Before he could observe his surroundings, he caught his eye with a little girl. The girl looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing a pure white dress and had short flaxen curly hair. Her facial features were exquisite and cute, and she seemed a bit familiar. Her left eye was closed, and she was staring at Xia Xia curiously with her azure right eye.
Locke.
"My name is Melina, who are you?" she asked.
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"I am……"
Sherlock thought for two seconds: "I am the 'Supreme Mage'."
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