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Prayer time had long since ended. Inside the Mysteries Grand Cathedral, Edward, who occupied an entire pew by himself, yawned.
"Does it have to start with the Northern Continent?"
He lifted the book covering his face a little and muttered, casting a sidelong glance at the Holy Emblem on the wall, "That fellow Death broke his oath to me. Shea Eggs promised to help the Highlands, but she stopped moving once she saw Suah was dead. I was just thinking of putting some pressure on her."
"I let him out back then out of consideration for Shea Eggs. Sending him back now would count as doing everything I could for him, wouldn't it?"
"How novel," the Demon of Knowledge said. "A Devil is actually talking to me about doing everything he could for someone."
"Devils have professional ethics too. Otherwise, why would humans have so many recorded cases of summoning us?"
Edward lifted the book and slowly sat upright.
"I'm already upset over my son's rebellious phase, and that brat Richard not dying has upset me a little too. Now you want me to pick somewhere on the Northern Continent. Besides, you're facing the God of Thunder right now. It takes no thought at all to know who you want me to attack, all right? Or do you want me to stir up some trouble and launch a surprise attack on Feynapotter or Feysac, putting some pressure on those two who spend all day watching the show?"
The Demon of Knowledge considered this.
Originally, he had only intended to have Edward cause some trouble to attract the God of Thunder's attention, lest the Door Pathway True God he had personally raised up and the future Lord of Mysteries get beaten up as soon as they made their debut-he had