Instead, their eyes were fixed on the office room where he and Celia stood. A few even whispered to each other while sneaking glances.
"Looks like your fans noticed you when we were outside," Isaac teased.
Celia followed his gaze and smiled. "Sorry about that. I suppose we'll need to leave through teleportation again."
It didn't seem she hated getting attention.
Though having seen her status screen, Isaac knew she did not like fans who crossed boundaries.
Paul, seemingly oblivious to the attention, bent down and handed Isaac the weapons, each neatly stored in fitted cases.
Isaac placed the Infernal Fang Spear and the Frostveil Sword into his spatial ring. That left the last case, the katana.
He turned toward Celia. "Do you use weapons when you fight, or do you rely purely on magic?"
Celia shook her head. "I'm a support. I don't really fight."
Isaac frowned. "Just because you're support doesn't mean you can't fight at all. What are your affinities?"
