"What's your relationship with that Jesus Egg... that headless woman?"
It flapped its wings. "She's a friend I made recently. She helped me drive away a troublesome fellow."
In the original story, Miss Jesus Egg Tree was in the "good guy camp" on Klein's side, but she wasn't this helpful... Was it because the bird was my messenger?
Come to think of it, I even used the news that she wasn't dead to trade for things with Sharron and Maric, and they still owe me a commission for it.
Edward thought for a moment and said, "Ask that friend of yours for me: if I run into trouble, could I ask her to help? I can... pay."
"All right."
It nodded, then looked at Edward expectantly with sparkling eyes, as though saying, I've been so good and well-behaved these past few days. Aren't you going to reward me with some feathers to munch on?
"..."
Forget it. The bird getting stronger benefits me, too.
Edward took out five feathers and tossed them over. "You've done well these past few days. Keep it up!"
"Understood!"
Holding the feathers in its beak, it asked solemnly, "Do you need to send a reply?"
Edward opened the letter, glanced at it, and shook his head. "No. You can go back."
The bird immediately sliced through the air and flew back into the Spirit World.
Emlyn's letter said little, only that he had obtained the Ancient Castle's location and that Edward should come to the Harvest Church to discuss the details.
"Tsk. Does he not trust me? Does he want to exchange the goods and payment in person? This shut-in is pretty cautious!"
With no other choice, Edward set off for the Harvest Church again.
As soon as he reached the church entrance, Emlyn rushed