Although he saw the plea for help in the Brown-haired Sorceress's eyes, Shade shook his head this time:
"I know nothing about Klein Edwards. Though this person is important, there is simply no way to investigate him. He lived far too long ago, and throughout his life, he never did anything worth recording. Lady, you should decide what to ask. I think this question will determine the direction of our investigation."
The Apothecary Miss nodded and, after thinking for a moment, made her decision:
"Since the premise of this question is that a High-Ring Arcanist appeared among the family's descendants, then my question is—what level did Klein Edwards's power reach? Among the old family belongings Father left behind, there were vague indications that the first generation of the family must truly have come into contact with supernatural power. Now, this secret will finally be revealed."
The old woman nodded.
"My great-great-granddaughters, the answer you seek is—Thirteenth Ring."
"What?"
The soul slowly faded away. Shade could sense that she had truly "continued on her way," which meant that the soul bound to the Material World had gone where it was meant to go.
The surrounding dense fog also returned to normal as the spirit vanished. But neither of them had the time to consider why their Space Perception had been lost for such a short time this time. Both were stunned by the fact they had just learned.
"I guessed Klein Edwards was a Ring Arcanist, but Thirteenth Ring? If he was Thirteenth Ring, how could he have spent his entire life tucked away on this little island?"
Shade asked. The Apothecary Miss wore an equally incredulous expression.
"There were only a handful of Thirteenth Rings in the Sixth Epoch. The family has a tradition of having children late, so from