A Meeting of Monsters

After breakfast, the sunlight was at its best.

It brought warmth without being too hot.

Qin Ran sat on the sofa, sunlight pouring through the window and over his body. He had read most of the thick book in his hands.

Only the last few pages remained.

The elderly woman sat nearby with a cup of tea, waiting quietly.

When Qin Ran finished the final pages, she asked, "Can we begin?"

"Mm."

Qin Ran rubbed his temples, swollen from too much reading, and answered with a hum.

"What are the Nightwalkers' clans and defining traits?"

With his confirmation, the elderly woman went straight to her question.

"Huh?"

"I was just reading The Traits of the Well Demon, wasn't I?"

"Why are you asking about Nightwalkers?"

Qin Ran froze and looked up without thinking.

"Revisiting the old helps you understand the new!"

"I never said I'd only test you on what you'd just read!"

A smile appeared on the elderly woman's face.

Qin Ran was certain she had done it on purpose.

In fact, when he had eagerly looked forward to her teaching a week ago, he had never imagined it would be so "traditional."

Study, then answer questions.

It was exactly what elementary school students did.

Of course, elementary school students would never study knowledge this strange or abstruse.

One thing was certain, though: her "traditional" teaching worked remarkably well.

Although Qin Ran had not yet acquired Magical Creature Studies, every correct answer

earned him a considerable amount of experience.

Once enough experience accumulated, the skill would naturally be his.

Qin Ran firmly believed that.

So he began recalling the Nightwalkers' clans and traits.

Thanks to his good memory, he quickly found his answer—

"Nightwalkers fall into three main groups and one special category!"

"The three main groups are the