"Dark Magic creatures are quite complicated..." Selina Pendragon said hesitantly.
She furrowed her brow slightly, twirling her pen across the notebook as though deep in thought. "They really aren't easy to track down..."
"But then again!" She seemed to reach a realization. "We're just asking, anyway. Maybe Wizet will give us a pleasant surprise?"
She picked up her pen and wrote a line in the notebook: [That's right, we did receive word of it, so we came to Paris to take a look.]
[The Isaiah Society has gotten smarter this time and left behind very few clues. We've still been searching for their trail in the days since arriving in Paris. Also...]
Sebastian Saru caught sight of the fading words in the notebook, a teasing smile playing on his lips.
"Selina, you ought to add one more thing," he said jokingly. "That you're tracking them through the Michelin Guide."
Selina Pendragon raised an eyebrow, shot Sebastian Saru a glance, and unhesitatingly held out her pen to him. "Here! Take the pen and write it yourself!"
Sebastian Saru took a step back and spread his hands, wearing an expression that said it had nothing to do with him. "Never mind. You carry on."
"That's what I thought..." Selina Pendragon huffed softly, a faint smile curling her lips as she continued writing what she had left unfinished.
[And about the Dark Magic creatures you mentioned—there are so many kinds of them now, and we haven't studied them much. Searching for them will probably be troublesome. Do you have any ideas on your end?]
While Wizet had yet to reply, Ominis Gaunt sank into thought. He lowered his head, his fingertips unconsciously tracing along the sofa's armrest as if outlining some invisible mark.
He slowly said, "Since Wizet has already given us a