You may ask, but I will make no promises of helping until I know what it is you wish to ask of me.
[Which is not in the slightest anything personal, but that aforementioned lack of jerking around. Ozymandias needs to be clear on what is being asked before he agrees to anything even when it comes from Giorno.]
i would like more information about the schools of magic and your opinions of them, as much as you have them. their strengths and weaknesses, what specializing in one or the other means. as much information as you think is relevant. i'm asking you because i think you'll be honest with your opinions about this world's magic and how it works.
i know you want me to speak to the coven and ask them about it, everyone does, but i don't feel comfortable doing that. i don't trust them, less now than ever. i'm asking you because i trust you. i've been negligent in learning the information i need to know because of a variety of reasons that are no longer as important as i thought they were. but i also wasn't sure i could trust the information i received. i'm not worried about that with you.
[There is something...not altogether surprising in hearing that Giorno has come to trust Ozymandias. For better or for worse, Ozymandias has been completely forthright with Giorno. It's not something unique to their relationship to one another, but it likely served to remove a number of variables for Giorno over time as he came to see that it was not an act and there are no ulterior motivations.]
[As for his request for more information... Well, Ozymandias would not be the first to admit that he is perhaps not truly the best person to ask as far as breadth or depth of knowledge on the matter, but he attends his classes. He focuses on what's of interest to him, and at least momentarily entertains what does not. He can at least provide cursory information to Giorno's questions if nothing else to the schools of magic he's chosen to somewhat neglect. He chooses to start with what's most familiar, however.]
To begin, I have chosen to focus most of my studies on conjuration and evocation. I cannot speak to the way others might make their decision of which schools of magic to study more deeply and begin specialization, but for myself, these schools will eventually allow me to create a close approximation to my abilities within my own world.
These former abilities of mine are not something that I have taken the time to fully explain to you. Perhaps some other time, I will, but for now, to understand my decision: I was the master of a Divine Beast known as the Sphinx of Abu el-Hol, granting me the ability to create and command any number of sphinxes. I was also capable of summoning the sun boat, Mesektet, or recreating my temple complex, Ramesseum.
Given that conjuration allows for summoning whatever one might be able to imagine and evocation allows for manipulation of energy to command elements, including sunlight, these were natural choices for me.
Of course, what both of these lacks are more passive defensive measures. Evocation is purely an offensive form of magic and conjuration leaves one reliant on summoned creatures. Not everyone will necessarily think to summon a divine creature and even then, it will take time to perfect the summon so that the creature or object is as expected.
I don't believe this to be Aefenglom, [Ozymandias says with a shake of his head.] It's somewhere else entirely.
[Whether it exists in the waking world, however, is a different question altogether and not one that either one of them will have an answer for until they wake up.]
[Ozymandias hums mildly in endorsement that he, too, has not really taken time to explore beyond the city's walls because while Ozymandias is not the sort of king who sits back, fattening himself on his throne while others take greater risks in his name, he knows he's not in a position to truly rely on his own power just yet. Someday soon, he will feel more confident in his abilities, but until then...]
Let us hope then that this is the exception rather than Aefenglom.
[Oh. He hasn't thought about that, and he pales slightly.]
I... really hope so. I feel like they should have told us, if this was more common... [He knows of several monster friends who leave the city walls a lot.]
[Even with as entitled as Ozymandias is by virtue of being pharaoh, he ultimately understands that they are under no obligation to provide anything to any of the mirrorbound. As far as Ozymandias can tell, what they have done so far is less out of a sense of obligation and more because the alternative of leaving the mirrorbound to fend for themselves would be a greater hassle and inconvenience than simply managing the situation.]
They don't appear to have much of a tendency to speak of much outside their city and its concerns.
[Which is equal parts understandable and frustrating in its own way. When the mirrorbound arrive, they are probably best off knowing what's most relevant to their current situation. Beyond that runs the risk of overwhelming them. But it seems just as relevant given the dangers that appear to exist beyond the walls of the city.]
[Really, if the city is an enemy, Paris mostly thinks it would be in their best interests to tell them not to go there and add forces, even unwilling ones- and if they were more altruistically minded, that a warning of something that could easily effect half the population would be something worth mentioning.
He just sighs, and then something occurs to him.] ...What is they have the same problem here? W-what if they have people showing up out of the mirrors...?
That seems unlikely with the present situation, [Ozymandias says with a shake of his head,] but I suppose it could someday become a possibility.
[Which in that case: would it be something like Aefenglom's case where it doesn't appear to be something intentional or would this city's Coven seek this out intentionally to increase their Monster population? Ozymandias would hazard to guess that they would find a means of doing so intentionally rather than having it be as unknown as it is for the Coven of Aefenglom.]
[Paris may like being in Aefenglom, but he knows many don't like being taken from home, and he can't imagine what it would have been like to show up here rather than a place that was at least moderately welcoming.]
[But it is beyond either one of them in terms of controlling for something like that. Although this dream allows Ozymandias more command over magic than he has in the waking world, he is still without enough ability to raze a city like this to the ground as he would be capable of in his own world.]
That should no longer be an issue with your glamour. [A beat before he considers it a little further and says,] Assuming, of course, that your friend has not been taken to a further location that they only allow certain Witches.
[On the morning of Modranicht, Ozymandias will have a box delivered to his mansion's doorstep. Andersen has plans for the day and, as much as he'd like to pay a visit to everyone and make a grand scene, he opts to go for a courier service instead.
Within the plain box are two things: slabs of dried meat for the sphinxes and a pair of gloves. It seems he's taken the liberty of sewing with golden thread the name "Οσυμανδύας" on the cuff - no doubt a way to personalize the gift but also to show off his literary knowledge. Even when he isn't there in person, he somehow manages to give off an aura of desperate eagerness to perform. . .
Ah. It seems there's also a brief note inside.]
Your Majesty,
I humbly present to you an offering for your celestial children and a token of my thanks for the night at the ball. You were willing to put yourself within spewing range of my puke and I greatly appreciated your kindness.
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