Miss Danist nodded, agreeing with the old professor's view. After they finished speaking, she thanked the half-elf girl who had brought them hot tea. The girl was an Eighth Grade student she had brought along as an assistant for this operation.
There was no moon tonight, but it was far from quiet. By Randall River Valley tradition, this was already the first night of early spring, and the night's upheaval had only just begun.
The Sorceress looked at the bonfire before her:
"An interesting point is that, since ancient times, all recorded Moon Gods who descended into the Material World have taken female forms. I can personally guarantee the accuracy of this record. After all, Saint Byron's librarians have mostly possessed the Power of the Moon throughout the generations. Therefore, the God Summoner capable of calling upon the Moon God's power is actually far more likely to be female than male."
Professor Bell smiled and shook his head:
"If we infer from legends and prophecies, then that God Summoner should actually be someone with several nonhuman bloodlines, proficient in mathematics and physics, mildly paranoid, with an utterly chaotic private life, who sleeps in graveyards every night and likes walking cats without leashes after dinner—a person of dual gender. Or, in other words, a complete madman."
"Perhaps such a person really does exist."
Miss Danist said this because a Thirteenth Ring Warlock had seen enough of the world to believe that every kind of person could exist in it. Unfortunately, even accepting all those unreliable deductions, they still had not found the God Summoner by those standards.
As they spoke, another whinny sounded from the distance in Tahiti, but it sounded like the neighing of a horse.
Professor Bell glanced at the Compass in her hand:
"This time it isn't an