"What a headache!" Selina Pendragon sighed softly, holding a red-covered book in her hands.
Ominis Gaunt lounged on the sofa, one leg casually crossed over the other. His cloudy gray-blue eyes blinked lightly. "Indeed..."
"Based on what happened before, their target should have been the catacombs. After all, there are so many corpses there—perfect for summoning Inferi."
"But they never showed up there. You could even say they seemed completely uninterested in the place... I'm starting to wonder whether we should keep guarding it."
Selina Pendragon's gaze seemed magnetically drawn to the book, fixed firmly upon it. "I think so too. The Isaiah Society seems to have changed its strategy. They're hard to find!"
Sebastian Saru folded his arms and glanced at the book in Selina Pendragon's hands, slowly reading its title aloud. "Michelin Guide."
"Selina, if you were holding literally any other book, I might believe you were actually worried about something... But right now, you look more like you came here on holiday."
Selina Pendragon glanced at Sebastian Saru before turning back to the Michelin Guide. "I really am looking for clues..."
"Restoring our strength and keeping ourselves in top condition is important too. Our companions are guarding the catacombs, and that's exhausting! Of course we need to find a nice restaurant and reward them properly!"
"Besides! Have you forgotten about Wizet? He can run into Isaiah Society members doing evil just by taking a casual trip or going to watch a match."
"Something that lucky is hard to explain with common sense. But if we extend the idea a little and look at it from another angle..."
"Isn't that some kind of magical power? Like... Ritual Magic!" Selina Pendragon closed the Michelin Guide in her hands. "Sebas, do you understand?"
"What is most important in Ritual Magic?