"John!"
Amelia's voice rang out, snapping John out of his thoughts. He blinked, glancing around the bustling streets of the capital of Ravenia.
They had just finished lunch, and the group was supposed to spend the rest of the afternoon sightseeing. The teachers had given them a few rules—don't wander too far, stay within the group's perimeter, don't cause trouble—but everyone knew it was just formal talk. It was the last trip of the academic year, after all. No one, not even the strict professors, had the heart to enforce discipline when they were standing in the heart of the capital during the Blood Moon Festival.
"What?" John muttered, not bothering to turn around. His gaze swept across the streets—vendors calling out their wares, children laughing, red festival banners fluttering in the warm breeze. It should have been peaceful. But something felt… off.
There were too many knights.
