"Now that's a peculiar kind of distortion. This trait of yours makes you think you might be able to turn it into a book after killing it? Why does it feel like the art style doesn't quite match?"
Listening to the Witch describe the Guardian Angel, even someone as well-informed as Fu Qian had to admit he was amazed.
At the same time, though, he hadn't forgotten why they'd come.
"Just me alone wouldn't be enough. But I have you, don't I?"
Once the Witch had decided to ask for help, she didn't hesitate to point out how important Fu Qian was.
"Fundamentally, the Guardian Angel's power is the complete opposite of Stars Law. Calling it the greatest blasphemy wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"And while that trait gives it power almost on a divine level, it's also incredibly chaotic. Nobody wants to get involved with it. It has no value, yet it's extremely difficult to deal with—"
"Oh? Why does it sound a bit like one of the things we saw in the Doll Workshop?"
Fu Qian offered his casual observation, making the connection in an instant.
The one he meant was naturally one of the targets he'd dealt with himself back then: the one he'd described as a sea of magma formed from the world's decay.
"That's no surprise. We're going there to find it in a moment."
The Witch seemed to approve of Fu Qian's ability to make connections and pointed at him.
"I remember you mentioned your current relationship with the Law Core. If it were just me, even killing that thing would be almost useless... But with your support, and a little something else, I have a decent chance of transforming it into a more stable form."
*Just as I thought. My 'World-Weariness' still has