Speaking of the moon in his dream, and recalling the figure upon it, Shade felt somewhat dazed as well. The surging spirit within him tonight began to spill out uncontrollably again. Just then, Miss Bell pushed open the door and nearly thought a silver torch had ignited on the sofa.
But that pure silver was not dazzling in the slightest. Instead, it carried a cool, gentle softness. The witch, whose heart was filled with endless questions, found herself at a loss for words beneath the moonlight. Miss Danist, meanwhile, praised him:
"Such pure moonlight. It seems you truly gained a great deal from your dream tonight. Does the Moon Dance Festival have that kind of effect? And that strike just now—was it a new form of your thaumaturgy?"
Miss Danist naturally knew the different forms of Shade's Moonlight Slash and Moonlight Wheel. Wheel-shaped energy attacks were not particularly rare thaumaturgies, so although the witch thought of the God Summoner, she had not yet become suspicious of Shade because of it.
Only after bringing his spirit under control did Shade nod:
"Yes, it is the fourth form of that thaumaturgy. At my current middle-ring stage, this is probably as far as I can develop it. Drawing upon my insight from seeing the Original Moon split into three in my dream, I manifested three additional moonlight wheels alongside the one I threw. Other than my own wheel, each of the other three halos possesses different properties.
Of course, they would not normally be such enormous wheels. Giantification consumes far too much."
"Very impressive. I have lost count of how many times I have praised your talent for moonlight spells."
The red-haired girl nodded with considerable satisfaction. The witch accepted the teacup handed over by her apprentice, pondered for a long while, and