Uriel's tone was resolute, and his expression carried an unusual determination.
Blanche and Kemei exchanged glances. Kemei stepped forward and said, "You're right. From a musical standpoint, we truly can't compare to you, but..."
Before he could finish, Uriel cut him off. "I know what you want to say. You need me to perform Misty Moonlight outside. But why does it have to be me?"
"Mainly because we don't know how," Kemei said, spreading his hands with an innocent look.
Uriel nearly blurted out: If you don't know, you can learn, just like Luigi did.
But when he saw Kemei's rough, callus-covered hands and Blanche's shifting gaze, Uriel knew those words would be useless on them.
After a moment of silence, Uriel's eyes suddenly lit up, as though he had thought of a brilliant idea. "Right, we can bring Glaimo in!"
"I can teach him then. With his mastery of the harp, he'll definitely learn it in one go."
"Then he can perform Misty Moonlight, and I'll go into the Dreamscape!"
Confusion flashed through Kemei's eyes. He did not understand what Uriel meant. Who was Glaimo?
Blanche, however, understood.
She had seen Glaimo in the Uriel Instance. Every night, he would come in to teach Luigi the harp, and Glaimo's name was also on the admission list for the Mist Swamp Instance.
So it was only natural that Uriel had thought of Glaimo.
Only...
As Blanche pondered in silence, Angel's voice came through. "Are you sure you want Glaimo to enter the Mist Swamp Instance?"
"I don't know Glaimo very well, but you should know him quite well. If he learns that there may be news of his younger sister Ligota in the Dreamscape, do you think he'll obediently stay outside and perform music, or will he disregard everything and