Secretary Dishes Some Denial Of Her Own [R-18]
Flying on his magic sword, aptly named 'Flying Stick', Ryan made his way back towards campus but couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.
The feeling had only grown since he left the forest near the Dawn Pavilion and reentered the clearing where the battle had taken place.
"Velmuuth, do you sense anyone following us?" Ryan asked, seeing if his higher-ranked knight had any better sensing skills than he did.
Tilting her head, Velmuuth, flying on her own sword, emitted a small pulse of energy. Ryan felt the pulse pass through him as if revealing his every cell's location.
"There are no living beings in a 1-mile radius that have a rank of C or lower."
This news only bothered Ryan further, as the feeling of being watched turned into one of being seen through.
But this feeling of dread made his senses tingle and made him understand the unequivocal truth. 'They knew I was a cultivator.'