Colmar's rapid, urgent analysis had clearly been brewing in her heart for a long time.
When it came to getting things done, everyone liked this kind of decisive, forceful attitude. Hidden high in the Tree canopy, the black cat listened to Colmar and felt immensely gratified, wishing he could rush over and wave his paws to cheer her on.
As if she had heard the black cat's mind voice, the Gypsy witch beneath the Tree raised her hand and gave a light round of applause, showing her appreciation for her companion and satisfaction with her attitude.
But cheering someone on alone did not make one a qualified companion.
Ilena paused. Only after her companion's emotions had settled somewhat did she ask, "You certainly have enough fighting spirit, but fighting spirit alone is far from enough... Do you have some kind of plan?"
"Smart!" Colmar snapped her fingers, a gleam of excitement appearing on her face. "A hidden move against a hidden move—who ends up taking the blame is still uncertain! I plan to move the Magic Ritual to some Mystic Realm near the school..."
"A Mystic Realm?" Ilena interrupted Colmar, doubt in her voice. "Without the school's Guardian Array suppressing it, can that array and the Mystic Realm alone suppress Its awakening? Besides, which Mystic Realm around here isn't under the school's surveillance?"
"I was troubled by that question too, but you just reminded me." Colmar's face lit up. "In any case, asking you to come today was an absolutely correct choice."
"I reminded you just now?" Ilena frowned, looking somewhat bewildered.
"The mouse." Colmar gave the explanation succinctly. Before Ilena could ask another question, she swiftly changed the subject. "Come to think of it, I also called you here today because I wanted you to help investigate who wrote