"Since you said this was a story, what did you plan to do next? Were you still planning to try becoming that wisp of wind? But the story itself offered no reference value." Laplace looked at Angel.
Angel said, "A story is a story, research is research. As for the direction of research into Sweet Dream, I do have a small idea in mind... but I need to make some preparations."
"Do you need me to leave?"
Angel shook his head. "No need to leave. On the contrary, I hope Lady Laplace can cooperate with me."
Laplace looked at Angel. "How?"
Angel pondered for a moment. "I want to borrow something."
Laplace said nothing, merely signaling with her eyes for Angel to continue.
"Exactly what it is, I don't know yet."
Confusion flashed through Laplace's eyes. He did not even know what he wanted to borrow, yet he was asking already? What did that mean?
Angel said, "The thing I want to borrow needs to meet the following conditions."
"First, it would be best if it has a physical form. Something purely conceptual will not do."
"Second, it needs to come from your true body, and it would be best if it can represent your true body—or rather, if it is something that witnessed your true body's growth."
"Third, if possible, it would be best if it has some connection to the will of the Mirror World."
"Fourth, if possible, it would be best if it possesses extremely powerful offensive capabilities."
The conditions Angel listed had seemed acceptable at first, but from the second onward, they sounded increasingly absurd to Laplace.
Something from her true body was not much by itself. But it also had to represent her and preferably have witnessed her growth? What kind of devilish condition was