A day after the incident at the academy Mike and the group arrived in a nearby city, the line up of ten level 5's was sure to attract attention, but Mike didn't plan on hiding, he was here in the city of Berm for a very specific reason, he made a few hand signals and the eight servants went on their way to complete their assigned tasks, Meanwhile Mike and Julie strolled the streets with Snow walking behind them, at the evening they ate at a small restaurant
"So is this city good?"
"Yeah… Let's do it"
"Okay Mike, but first let's eat something it's going to be a long night…"
Mike showed a smile, he had been thinking about how to do this for some time all of which stemmed from one question, what was the difference between him and the ruling noble classes?
'...Territory, income but most importantly manpower… That's right bitches it's time to expand the flock… Who am I even talking to..?'
