Miss Denister nodded, agreeing with the old professor's point of view. The two talked, and she thanked the half-elf girl who brought them hot tea. It was the eighth grader she had brought with her as an assistant in this operation.
There is no moon tonight, but it is not silent at all. According to the tradition of Randall Valley, it was already the first night of early spring, and the turmoil of this night had just begun.
The sorceress looked at the bonfire in front of her:
"A very interesting point is that the moon gods who have descended into the material world recorded since ancient times are all female figures. Regarding the accuracy of this record, I can vouch for it myself. After all, the librarian of St. Byrons has been the representative of all ages. Since then, most people have had the power of the moon. Therefore, the possibility that the divine summoner who can summon the power of the moon god is a female is actually much more likely than that of a male."
Professor Bell smiled and shook his head:
"If we extrapolate according to legends and prophecies, then the God Caller should actually have several non-human alien bloodlines, be proficient in mathematics and physics, have mild paranoid psychosis, have an extremely chaotic private life, and sleep in the cemetery every night , a binary person who likes to walk his cat off-leash after dinner...or, in other words, a complete lunatic."
"Perhaps such a person really exists."
Miss Danister said that the Thirteenth Ring Warlock is well-informed and believes that all kinds of people may exist in this world. Unfortunately, even if all the above unreliable inferences are accepted, according to this standard, the God Summoner still has not been found.
While he was talking, another neighing sound came from the distance in Tahiti, but the sound sounded like the neighing of a horse. Professor Bell glanced at the compass in his hand:
"This time it's not a fossil in the ground, it's a relic. A sage-level relic [the earth-shaking horse and sheep]."
"I remember, it was a monster with a head like a horse, a head like a sheep, and no buttocks? Such things actually appeared?" Miss Danist said and was about to stand up, but Professor Bell got there first:
"To the east of the camp, there are peripheral troops sent by the Church of Nature. They are very good at dealing with such living creatures. I will go and help them. You can rest here. There may be dangers that we cannot deal with soon."
So Miss Danist watched her leave, and the sorceress was not idle either. She wanted to get up and go to the small tent in the camp to communicate with the principal, Professor Pigman, and report the news of the Randall flower blooming.
But at this moment, she found that the pitch-black grass she was facing was shaking unnaturally a few times. Then, a pitiful-looking orange and white kitten seemed to have been thrown out by someone.
The cat shivered and looked around, then plunged into the snowy grass. "A very familiar cat."
The sorceress murmured in her heart, and then remembered that this cat had appeared when she visited No. 6, Saint Teresa Square, and when her students went to the academy to receive medals. Even without the photographic memory of a thirteen-ring warlock, it would be difficult to forget a cat with such an outstanding appearance.
"There seems to be something going on over there. I'll go take a look."
So she said to the twelve-ring sorceress of the Peace Church beside her, who looked hesitantly in the direction of the trees: "What happened over there? Professor, do you need me to come with you?"
"No need, you are guarding the camp here, there seems to be..." Miss Danister paused:
"Ancient evil beasts are infested, and I can deal with them alone."
So, she left the camp and walked in the direction where the cat had been. The flying snow could not get on her body, and there were no footprints left on the snow behind her.
The nearby area has just been "cleaned". Before the "Crazy Land" is temporarily connected nearby, there should be no dangerous enemies near the camp in a short period of time. Therefore, after Miss Denister left the camp, there was not much Looking around nervously.
She walked less than fifty steps in the opposite direction of the Burning Jungle when she heard another noise in the grass. After stopping, he saw his student Shade Hamilton, holding the poor cat, emerging from the grass.
"When we met at the Fertile Land Hotel, you said that you didn't know how to
Suddenly emerged from the grass (Chapter 1399). It is not a good habit to lie to your teacher. "
The sorceress pointed this out with interest and looked Shade up and down: "And I'm curious as to why you brought your pet cat."
"To prove that I am really me. I am not copied by weird relics, nor resurrected by the earth after death, nor made by making clay figures or carving stones."
Shade said seriously, stuffing the cat, who was unhappy because his little paw touched the ground, into his coat. He patted the snowflakes on his shoulder:
"Good evening, Miss Daniste."
"Good evening, you surprised me again, because I found that I was not surprised to see you at this time and at this place."
Miss Denister raised her eyebrows and cast a spell to block the sound transmission in this area:
"Even if I can pretend not to think that you are related to the Chosen One, you still have to explain to me how you broke through so many dangers outside the city and got here all the way. It can't be the case, you You’re very lucky, you didn’t encounter any enemies along the way, right?”
"A friend sent me here."
Shade pointed in the direction behind him, so Miss Daniste glanced in that direction, and then saw a tall lady standing not far away with her back to her. Although the other party was deliberately lowering his sense of presence and had anti-peeping magic in effect, she still saw that he was a high-level warlock.
That was actually Miss Sylvia. She took Shade and arrived here from the city in half an hour.
"Although I heard that your charm is enough to charm the duchess of the North Kingdom, I didn't expect that you can also charm the high-level sorceress of the South Kingdom." Miss Danister was just joking at first, but she didn't expect that she actually saw Xia Xia. The unnatural expression on De's face:
"Wait a minute, you don't really have that kind of relationship... Oh, Shade, my student, I want to remind you that your future is limitless, and there is no need to rely on women for immediate benefits. "
"Ahem, actually it's just that the lady wants me to be an apprentice." Shade said hurriedly, fearing that he would hear more exaggerated words:
"Miss Danist, I'm actually here to ask for help. Do you have a way to contact the academy immediately? I want to meet a student from the academy, Miss Emilia Siam Nord, an elf."
"A very familiar name... the librarian's assistant with good handwriting that you chose for me?" Miss Danist asked. When Shade nodded, she curiously continued to ask:
"Since you are asking me for help, and it is at such a strange time and place, even if I am your teacher and I usually don't care about you, I have to ask you clearly why you are doing this."
"Um....."
Of course, this matter cannot be said. The secret of traveling through time is only known to the girls around Shade and a few witches. Besides, even if he really wanted to tell it, the story would be too long:
"Can you not say it?" The sorceress shook her head:
"Of course not, it has something to do with the academy, I have to care."
Shade pursed his lips and began to take something out of his pocket. Miss Daniste was not worried about him pulling out a gun and pointing it at her, and Shade certainly wouldn't do that either:
"This is for you. Please help me contact Miss Emilia Siamold."
The box was opened, and the sage-level relic [Source of Chaos] lay in the box. The confusing yellow moonlight even made the eyes of the thirteen-ring warlock a little confused:
"You would rather give this to me than tell the secret, right? Well, I see your determination. Put away your relics and let me help you this time. I am your teacher after all... But you have to promise that this matter will not have any negative impact on St. Byrons, and I will watch your exchanges."
Shade nodded: "No problem."
So Miss Daniste also nodded, and then looked at the bead held by Shade suspiciously:
"Wait a minute, are you taking out this relic specifically to cause chaos?
My thinking right? You know the power of this relic, it can affect even the thirteenth ring warlock. "
Of course that's not the case. Shade really wanted to rescue Fiona even if he paid for this relic.
So, the underage elf girl with pointy ears, who was sleeping soundly with her unicorn doll in her treehouse dormitory, was awakened by a knock on the door on this very normal night for her.
St. Barrons Comprehensive College occupies a large area in the far north, and the accommodation conditions in the student dormitories are also very good. When the elves allocate dormitories, they prefer three dormitory areas: "Forest Sea of Trees", "Holy Tree Grassland" and "Valley Woodland". The elf girl Emilia lives in the former, which is a double dormitory with a wooden bed. On both sides of the circular tree house, the log tables, chairs and wall decorations are also in line with the preferences of the elves.
After the door was knocked open, the gas lamp in the room was lit. And when the two sleepy-eyed elf girls saw Miss Lux Jones from the Student Management Office standing at the door, they were all frightened awake.
One of the long-running jokes in St. Byrons is that "the happiest thing is actually very simple, that is, there is a knock on the door in the middle of the night, and when the secretary opens the door, he tells the secretary of the Student Affairs Office that "the professor has summoned me," and I said, "You are mistaken. Yes, the person you are looking for lives next door."
For the secretary of the Student Management Office who suddenly came to the door at night, and also came after the lights were turned off, this was a more terrifying existence than the evil spirits and demons from the legendary third era.
After all, evil spirits and demons may not necessarily make people repeat a grade, be placed in solitary confinement, or even be expelled, but the secretaries of the Student Management Office can. "You're not looking for me! You're not looking for me!"
Emilia, who was holding the unicorn stuffed doll, muttered quickly in her heart, and then she saw the way her roommate, a friend from the Wind Chaser clan, looked at her, and it turned out to be so familiar, as if it was the same look in her mirror at this moment. .
