The coin-face's voice was very soft, as though it feared disturbing something:
"I seem to have found, within ancient memories, the answer corresponding to that power. But that answer is not a pleasant one, so I will not speak it. Therefore, I admit that you have won."
Shade fell silent for a moment:
"Then where did the Witches and that old man go?"
"I must remind you that this is not a power that should be touched. The source corresponding to that power needs to be forgotten. Only when all memories of that thing have been forgotten can it cease to appear. Yes, I think I have guessed it. Though I am not certain, it may be it. But why would it be? The probability is small, but the possibility cannot be denied."
Its voice grew weaker and weaker, until it finally sounded like the muttering of a madman.
But Shade had no time to waste here, so he had to speak up and remind it:
"Enough. I know the power attached to this coin is dangerous, so dangerous that even beings like you find it threatening. Now please tell me, where did the Witches and the old woman go?"
The giant face gave him an answer:
"While waiting for you, some other things happened. The Demigod Witch Emperor contacted them and asked whether they wished to leave now. That Demigod Witch confirmed that the relic you obtained through trade in the camp—Golden Memories—could indeed summon departed souls after three memories were written down."
Shade raised an eyebrow. It seemed Mrs. Miles's cousin truly was remarkable. Even Miss Violet and Miss Feliana, both Demigods, found it difficult to break through the restrictions of such a strange place. Yet this Demigod Witch, whom he had never met, had actually been able