He closed his eyes and sank into thought, taking advantage of his extraordinarily clear mind.
A moment later, he waved a hand, conjuring a paper figurine, gave it a casual shake, and tossed it toward himself.
With a snap, the paper figurine burst into crimson flames. Dense illusory wings sprouted from its back, then it abruptly swelled into an angel with twelve pairs of black wings. It embraced Edward, turned into a glimmer of light, and merged into his body.
Indeed, this was the Angel's Errand that Klein would use in the future to bestow "blessings" on the Tarot Club members.
Normally, using the Angel's Errand required borrowing a Card of Blasphemy to tap into Sefirah Castle's power. But after advancing to Sequence 3 and becoming Sefirah Castle's "master," one could do it without a Card of Blasphemy-it was as easy as lifting a hand.
"Useless."
Before the angel's illusion had fully dissipated, Edward already knew the result.
"I learned something."
Amon nodded with a smile. "When I become Sefirah Castle's master someday, I'll have to play around like that too. A paper figurine I use should be difficult for even that paranoid fellow to break through. But your loss of humanity wasn't caused by some ability. This won't help."
"You'd be better off listening to my suggestion."
Edward waved a hand and erased Amon's mouth, then took out a coin and lightly tossed it. "My loss of humanity is irreversible."
He caught the coin and opened his fingers: heads up, indicating no.
So it was reversible?
He was somewhat surprised. He had originally been planning to use [Lunatic on the Right] to forcibly reverse it, but now there was no need to rush.
Edward thought for a moment, then quickly wrote a divination statement on a conjured sheet of