Rayan traced his way across the northern sector of the academy grounds.
A vast, barren stretch of land dotted with medium-sized buildings whose structures were mostly open, allowing sunlight and wind to pass through freely, as though the place prioritized practicality over comfort.
Throughout his exploration in that area, he noticed that most of the academy's occupants were gathered inside those open buildings.
They were chatting idly, exchanging gossip, and lounging around, seeking shade from the harsh blaze of the midday sun.
They behaved as if absolutely nothing mysterious or out of place had occurred there at all.
From everything I can see, these people look perfectly normal. And they seem like local residents, he thought calmly.
Hmph… Based on the information, the members of the cannibal organization Thalamiria Sacrament mostly come from Mirianmar.
That means these people aren't them.
He proceeded to approach several groups of muscular, bald-headed student.
