When the Magician Corps traveled to Britain, they took a rather covert route to avoid attracting attention, so naturally, their choice of transportation was hardly comfortable.
For these magician lords, the journey was met with all kinds of complaints—but returning was different. Now that their work was complete, they naturally would not choose vehicles that were not only cramped but also extremely bumpy.
The Queen had chartered an entire plane for them, and the person seeing them off this time was Mr. Bedivere, who had only become head of the Edinburgh Knights Organization a few hours earlier.
He was in the car, chatting with Butler Ace.
"Seven-colored Flower?"
When Butler Ace heard that name, his expression clearly became unnatural. He frowned and said thoughtfully, "Mr. Bedivere, why did you suddenly bring up that name?"
Bedivere knew most of the famous magicians in Britain inside and out, but the man and woman he had encountered during last night's incident were exceptionally unfamiliar... though they claimed to be free magicians.
Only afterward did Bedivere suddenly remember something: from beginning to end, no one had known the name of the mysterious young man who had infused the Composite Spell with immense magical power... It was as if no one had ever thought to ask.
As for Seven-colored Flower, he had learned the name only through Klein's initial introduction. Later, after briefly speaking with Klein, Bedivere discovered that Klein had indeed met the pair for the first time that night.
"Mm, I happened to hear that name somewhere, so I was a little curious," Bedivere said slowly. "Mr. Ace, you seem to know who it belongs to?"
But Butler Ace shook his head and looked at the new head of the Edinburgh Knights Organization with an expression of doubt. "There's really nothing to hide