Hearing Charles' words, Nico's mouth, smeared with clear lip balm, gaped slightly, momentarily unsure what kind of madness had seized his captain.
They hurried past the railway and arrived at Charles' residence.
Charles immediately activated the Communication Array, and the sand atop the Hexagram Array slowly levitated into the air, eventually forming the representative of the West Sea, Jenny.
Jenny's expression was grave, thinking some misfortune had occurred on Earth's surface, but seeing Charles' excited expression, she realised she was mistaken.
"No need to waste words, I've thought of a new weapon that could be of great use in our future explorations."
"Do you mean our Enchanted Weapon? Hadn't you said that using magic would draw the attacks of the gods above?"
Excitement flitted across Charles' face, "Exactly! The gods in the sky seem very sensitive to what you call magic; using too much will catch their attention, and they will attack."
