"I can't sense anything, and her scent is wrong, too. She looks like an ordinary human."
Alger was a little panicked, urgency coloring his voice.
His sister, Carlya, finally became somewhat serious, no longer as careless as before.
"One of our school's?"
"The transfer student who just joined your third year—the one who took your spot. Her name is Misu."
"It's her?"
Carlya hadn't gone to class that morning, so she hadn't met Su Qiao yet.
But someone who had immediately earned Professor Will's favor and taken her spot was naturally someone she would investigate.
"Alger, don't tell me you fell into her hands."
Although Carlya had never met Su Qiao and had only seen her from a distance on the field at noon, she knew that she was a short, skinny girl.
Alger's eyes darkened. "She's extremely skilled. I'm no match for her at all."
Carlya frowned. "How many of you were there?"
"Five."
"You should go back and train properly."
"Carlya..."
Alger knew she didn't believe him and grew anxious, but Carlya no longer wanted to waste time on him.
"All right, all right. I'll find some time to test her."
"And keep a low profile. If you dare use your abilities and get discovered, you know the clan's rules."
"I understand."
Alger didn't dare tell her that he suspected Su Qiao already knew his origins.
The clan had passed down the rule for thousands of years: they were forbidden to appear among humans in their other form.
Once they broke it, they would receive severe punishment.
The only way to escape punishment was to eliminate anyone who saw them on the spot.
Alger felt uneasy. After getting his injuries treated, he decided to go find his mother.
At that moment, Su Qiao stood before the library