"Hm?"
After a brief delay, even Mathers found it unbelievable. "Did you notice?"
Noticing where Huai Shi was looking, The Solidifier could not help but click his tongue in admiration. "Is this what they call the Poet's Eye? To actually sense her presence through intuition alone...
Indeed, even from such a blurry outline, one could tell what a dazzling beauty she was."
Mathers remarked with great interest, drawing the floating oil painting closer and offering his praise. "Look, this hazy beauty truly sets the imagination running, yet makes it impossible to guess what she really looked like... Proud and aloof, so distant, refusing to play among the mundane world—it makes one want to uncover the truth, yet she remains impossible to grasp..."
But Huai Shi could no longer listen. He grabbed Mathers by the wrist and raised his voice. "Who is she?!"
Mathers turned around in astonishment.
Seeing how agitated "Yeats" was, as though he had discovered something, Mathers' expression changed drastically.
—This guy... hadn't fallen for someone else, had he?
Even he found it hard to believe.
Logically speaking, Yeats giving up his unreasonable and hopeless pursuit of Maud would be a good thing for Golden Dawn and everyone else.
But wasn't switching targets this cleanly a little too decisive?
For a moment, he could not even decide whether moving on or not moving on was better.
Still, he did not keep him guessing any longer.
"I don't know," Mathers answered bluntly.
"Huh?"
Huai Shi was at a loss, confused, unable to understand. "What do you mean?"
"It means exactly what it says. I don't know." Mathers sighed regretfully. "I don't know who she is. I fear not many people in the old Astronomical Society knew, either.
I had heard of her existence, but she never once appeared before