Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...
With a thought, except for those on distant reconnaissance missions that couldn't return in a short time, twenty seagulls overhead swiftly swooped down, following the group's movement.
Flapping their wings, they conducted a thorough search centered around the camp.
Utilizing their spirit body abilities, even places like tiny tree holes, crevices in rocks, or even inside solid objects, which would usually seem impossible to hide a person, weren't overlooked.
Having been a Wizard for so long, Aiven had already adjusted his worldview. What seemed impossible to ordinary people was quite probable, even commonplace, in the extraordinary world.
"Sir, there's something else that's very strange.
Before we conducted a headcount, the first batch of guards didn't even notice that one of their own was missing.
Even when the remaining eleven swapped shifts and lined up in the clearing, it was the same."
