"Mmm~ I've been eating ice cream too often lately. I'm getting a little tired of all these flavors. Mmm, I'll send Audrey a message in a bit and have her tell her family's cooks to develop some new flavors!"
Will casually set aside his half-finished bowl of ice cream, picked up a copy of the Backlund Morning Post, and began reading. "Huh? This recent string of moves by George III... what's he trying to pull this time?"
"Does he think offering up a Conqueror Beyonder Characteristic will win him the Demoness Sect's full support? Or is he simply lashing out in desperation?"
He propped up his chin. "Mmm, that die... is it time to take it back?"
Just as he thought this, the brows on his little face suddenly furrowed, and he turned to look behind him. "...Very unhappy to see you, Mr. Edward."
Smiling, Edward took off his hat and bowed slightly in greeting. "I haven't had a chance to thank you for what happened before, Will."
"What for? Didn't you end up getting dragged back to the Forsaken Land of the Gods by that stupid snake anyway?"
"But I'm sure your help behind the scenes had something to do with my getting out safely."
"Tch!"
Will snorted disdainfully. Then why did you refuse without hesitation when I asked you through that mirror whether you could accept having a child who was "born clever"?
The mere thought made him angry. Me! A Sequence 1 angel! A Snake of Mercury with a fifty-fifty chance of becoming a god wanted to be your son, and you refused without a moment's hesitation! -Ahem, although... I did ask in a roundabout way through that mirror at the time.
"All right, just tell me what you want. I don't believe you came here just