Naturally, the instructor called it a day the moment Seraph Klaus arrived. The man did not need to say a word. His presence alone, coupled with the brief look he gave Kyle, made it clear that he wanted a private conversation.
Now, the two of them sat across from each other in the cafeteria, where most of the cadets were still having their meals. Neither had spoken for several moments.
Their presence had not gone unnoticed. Cadets occasionally glanced in their direction, while several instructors seemed to have suddenly discovered the convenience of taking a break in the middle of their duties. They lingered nearby under increasingly transparent excuses, clearly hoping to catch a glimpse of the man who had caused such a stir simply by appearing.
Naturally, everyone knew why Patriarch Klaus had come. His sudden arrival had put the instructors on edge, particularly the man who had been responsible for conducting the sparring sessions that day.
