I was guided upwards again.
I'd walked up these stairs like a guest, then down like a prisoner, and now up again like who knows what this time.
I silently followed Selka from behind. Neither of us spoke a word to each other at all. The silence between us was thick but not uncomfortable just... professional.
Back in the underground, she opened the heavy iron door and gestured politely for me to come out. But I could roughly translate it to her saying: Get your ass out of the cell and follow me.
Which I was doing earnestly.
One thing I found interesting was that Kael had immediately taken the weapon out of my hand when she'd escorted me down. But Selka let it remain with me.
I walked behind her with Blood Raven still in my hands.
Selka should've already figured out this was an S+ rank sword. After all, the only swords with both a homing feature and built-in pseudo circuits were at least S rank. She wasn't stupid.
