The same thing had happened after his last encounter with Reinette, but he had failed to work out why. Now it had happened again.
What was going on?
I clearly went to shear Medici's wool to digest Secrets Sorcerer, so why hadn't Secrets Sorcerer digested at all, while Spirit Mage had?
What had I just done that caused Spirit Mage to digest?
Edward carefully recalled what had happened and found... nothing special at all.
Besides, if Spirit Mage really digested because of Medici, why had it only digested this little? Didn't that seem rather disproportionate to his Level of Existence as a King of Angel?
After racking his brains for quite a while, Edward still could not find a pattern. "If Medici never recites my three-part honorific name, I'll still have to visit him often afterward. At least I need to figure out why the Spirit Mage potion digests."
Well, as expected of Medici. He really was useful-
Whether for my future self, my past self, or Klein.
In the future timeline, in the year 1349.
At the Backlund Aurora Order Branch, Medici lay on a sofa with his arms folded.
He appeared to be sleeping, but as a Sequence 1 evil spirit, he had long since ceased needing such ordinary human physiological habits to recuperate.
Suddenly, he opened his reddish eyes, and a gleam flashed through them.
He stretched, looked at Priscilla curled up on the opposite sofa, and frowned. "Why isn't it over yet?"
Medici had long since grown accustomed to Puxiliya attending a weekly gathering organized by a certain "mysterious existence," but being left out every time she went to attend it still irritated him immensely.
It felt as though something was being hidden from him and he was being manipulated.
He picked up a glass