"Yes, just as ineffective as divining the Divination Teacher's whereabouts."
This time, she truly began to cry.
"It's all right, it's all right."
Shade continued to gently pat her back:
"Since divination is ineffective, we can enter the Silver Moon Library again to search the records. We can only use the ritual to open the door once a year. But the last time we opened it was this January, on the twenty-fourth day of the Newborn Moon.
It is already October, the Month of Withered Leaves. In another two months, we can go there again."
Hearing him say that, the Red-haired Sorceress gave a soft "Mm~," but still refused to let go of Shade. The Witch beside them pursed her lips slightly, seeming somewhat dissatisfied, while Shade could only continue:
"Besides, that lady was Thirteenth Ring. She was not weakened by the curse. Since she knew before her death that her corpse would become a major problem, she must have made arrangements for herself, just as she told me last night. Compared to someone discovering that cursed great tree, I think it is more likely that she hid herself away.
If a Thirteenth Ring Warlock wanted to hide her own corpse, even if you recovered to Thirteenth Ring and searched for it yourself, you probably still would not find it."
"Y-you're right."
Miss Danist accepted that explanation. She finally pushed Shade away and turned to wipe her tears, even telling him to turn around and look behind him rather than watching her tear-streaked face:
"Flora stayed up late last night to paint a new oil painting for you, one about that ball. Go take a look."
Shade said rather helplessly:
"So why can't you do these things during the day? Whether waiting for news or painting, staying up late is