"—In other words, because you were exceptional enough to keep your lives during the Aptitude Candidate trials—if the experimental model had been handled by the North District Wizards, like this time, more than half of them would probably have gone mad during activation."
Colmar licked the wine stains from her lips and casually reached for the Black Gemstone Cat, winding its tail around her little finger like a furry ring.
She had no sense of boundaries at all.
She really has no sense of boundaries, the Black Gemstone Cat muttered inwardly, tugging at its tail without managing to pull it free.
"Basic model? So you also have improved models, or perhaps advanced models?" It tried to regain control of its tail while pressing the question with a stern face.
"I never said that." The owner of the Sakura Tavern smiled slyly, though she did not deny the possibility. "—But you may guess as much."
The Black Gemstone Cat's expression grew somewhat more serious.
It even forgot about its tail.
Colmar's behavior meant she too was bound by a Silent Contract—and a Silent Contract that even an Archwizard could not evade... the sort of secret it protected was enough to send chills down the Black Gemstone Cat's back.
It cursed its True Self's pointless curiosity inwardly.
It only wanted to leave this damned place as soon as possible.
If possible, it hoped its True Self, upon receiving these memories tonight or tomorrow, would be a little wiser and abandon the idea of continuing to participate in Edge Academy's project early.
"Have you run into something good lately?" The Black Gemstone Cat finally reclaimed its tail and immediately edged toward the bar's rim without drawing attention, while looking around the empty tavern. "—You seem different from when we last divined your future.