"Would this talisman to ward off evil be acceptable? No, Edel Blau can do such a thing on her own violation; she would need not a talisman…"
"Anghel."
"Perhaps she would prefer a sword like that I carried when we faced Evil Sorcerer Wallenstein and the Tree of Blight? Yes, I believe that would– argh, no! How could I be so foolish and blinded by the Clouds of Consternation? Edel Blau is a Sleeping Servant of the Heavens; a mighty warrior who faces her foes with naught a weapon but her own fists and boiling hunter-gatherer instincts–"
"Have you been talking to her and Ryouta?"
"Yes." Anghel tilted his head, finally looking up from the long, laboriously scribbled list that was exploding off the library table. "I have been speaking to the Undertaker and the Apostle of the Blue Sky. Why do you ask, mournful Eternal Scholar?"
Nageki sighed. He pushed aside one of Anghel's many loose leaf pages covered in indecipherable scribbles from his book.
"No particular reason."
"Textoris Melodia Funeris is in my daily spot of gathering when the dawn strikes, so I receive the opportunity to speak to him often–AH!" Anghel stood up, slamming his wings on the table. "Textoris Melodia Funeris would have the knowledge I seek! He would know what Edel Blau seeks on the day of her reincarnation that cometh yearly under the Sixth Holy Star!"
Nageki looked up from his book and shushed Anghel, narrowing his eyes. Anghel lowered his voice to a whispering roar.
"Perhaps he has already gotten her a gift for her Day of Reckoning. He was speaking to the Hallowed Magician of White of it."
Nageki closed his book, slipping his bookmark into it.
"Anghel, Hiyoko's birthday was a week ago."
Anghel fell backwards out of his chair, crashing onto the floor.
"What?!"