"There were some clues." Angel nodded in admission.
But when Zuniga saw this, his expression was full of doubt. "Are you sure?"
He knew the upper limit of a Traffic Bat's abilities very well. With the effects of "Traffic Insight," it should have been impossible to uncover any clues at all.
Angel chuckled. "My Traffic Bat is somewhat special. It has a unique appendix."
"An appendix?" A flicker of bewilderment passed through Zuniga's eyes. Naturally, he knew what an "appendix" was.
Both "appendices" and "prologues" were outlines of a magic book. A "prologue" applied to the entire book, while an "appendix" applied to a single page.
In terms of the diversity of their effects, an "appendix" was actually more specialized than a "prologue."
"Your appendix is..." Zuniga asked instinctively, but quickly caught himself. "Forget it. Pretend I never asked. Whatever you do, don't tell me."
Appendices, prologues... things like those were all private matters.
Especially for wizards, asking about someone else's "appendix" would probably make anyone with even a slightly hot temper turn hostile on the spot.
Even though Angel was an "outsider" and might not care much about such privacy for now because he had only been here a short time, once he came to understand it, a rift could easily form between them.
Zuniga had only just managed to build a peaceful friendship through the Mind Resting Place. He did not want the boat to capsize over this.
Besides, if he asked Angel and Angel answered, what if Angel then asked him in return? Was he supposed to reveal his trump cards too?
So Zuniga cut his losses in time.
"Though I don't know what kind of 'appendix' you gave the Traffic Bat, one that can investigate clues definitely isn't an ordinary appendix." Zuniga sighed. "Come to think