"Do you understand this language?"
Ace asked with interest.
"I don't understand it, but I can 'comprehend' it!"
The Book Spirit gave off a glow as its ability activated invisibly.
"This is an extraordinary language that has existed since ancient times. It carries mysterious power in its expressions, and several other languages correspond to it. Unlike mortal languages, they bear traces of the World Rule. Like us little spirits, they are creations of rules."
As it "comprehended," the Book Spirit explained to Ace.
"Do you know of any other similar languages? Or similar creations of rules?"
Excitement gleamed in Ace's eyes—the ever-vibrant curiosity of a researcher.
"Of course I don't," the Book Spirit said proudly, puffing out its chest. "Rules are the foundation of the world, extensions of the great source. I am merely a creation of rules. How could I possibly know other rules?"
"I can only learn. When I encounter a creation of rules, I can try to 'comprehend' it."
What a truly powerful ability. Ace shook his head. Once the Book Spirit had "comprehended" the new knowledge, it turned back into a cowlick perched atop Ace's head.
It was both a cowlick and a signal tower. It could amplify and receive magical signals, though its range could not be too great.
With it around, Ace's grimoire became the main server for all grimoires. Of course, for now, Daina was its only client.
Ace had observed Bayern for a long time and felt that aside from his age, he was suited in every way to become a contractor.
Unlike Peter, who held the gods in boundless awe, Bayern retained a passion for knowledge and the pure heart of a child seeking the truth of the world.
Other than being a little old, he was suitable in every respect.