"What the hell is going on here?"
After eating a remarkable breakfast, Devon stepped outside the room he was staying in. He was on his way to the inner compound, but he stopped at the entrance of the door with his mouth wide open.
The number of guards who were outside the housing estate was shocking. They were scattered all around, and five guards were at the front of each member's house.
*BANG*BANG*BANG*BANG*
…. The guards were banging at the door of the members who refused to open up their door. This was the first time this type of thing was happening in the outer compound.
To be honest, the outer compound member were always regarded as a shame to the alliance by the higher-ups. So none of them cared about what happened over there. Seeing the alliance guards in the outer compound housing estate was very strange to all of them.
Five guards were knocking at the door of each of the member's houses, asking for what seemed to be an emblem. The outer compound emblem, to be precise.
There was a strict rule the alliance set down about the compound's emblem, and this was known to all the members. It was that for every five years that members of the alliance must come to get a new emblem. The emblem not only represented one's identity, but also one's contribution and progress to the alliance. And it was from the emblem that the emblem points were gotten out from.
The emblem points were points that could only be earned by members of the alliance performing tasks for fellow members or elders or going out for missions. Of course, the points earned from serving fellow members were nothing compared to the one given by the alliance itself.
One of the benefits of the points was that it could also be used for promotion as one could buy his or her way into any tier, well excluding the core tier, of course.
The members also considered it to be a way of the higher-ups expelling the ones who didn't meet with the emblem points.
Many members could be seen arguing with the guards as they were not ready to show their emblem, but all they got was a serious beating. Some of them were wailing on the ground with dislocated shoulders and jaws while some were just laying on the ground, it was hard to tell if they were still alive or not. As most of the guards that came to the housing estate had the strength of a mid-tier member.
"Hmm, hmmm, it's time to check how good my acting skill is," Devon said while readjusting his hair to the other side and walked out.
He wasn't putting on a pure white attire like all the other members in the housing estate, it was a black one. And on his back was a black katana, the katana was wrapped with a black cloth, but the handle was out to open.
"What is a core tier member doing here?" the guards were murmuring those words among themselves, but they all couldn't think of a good reason why. They were all experts when it came to weapons, so it wasn't hard for them to recognize a katana even when only its handles is revealed.
Devon walked out step by step, ignoring the looks he was getting from the members and also from the guards as they had all stopped what they were doing. He was now the center of attention to all of them in the estate.
"Should we stop him and ask what he's doing here?" one of the guards asked his fellow brother beside him as they were all confused on what to do. But all he got was a knock in the head.
"We are simply not qualified to ask what a core tier member is doing here."
It was as if the other guards who were in that surrounding agreed to what he said as they all nodded their heads at his words. To them, a core tier member was like a god, he or she could squash any of them at any time without facing any consequence of the alliance.
What made it scarier was that they couldn't sense any energy around this person. Neither could they tell what his power level was.
They checked again to see if they weren't making any mistake about the color of attire this person was putting on.
All they got from Devon was a soothing aura when he passed by them, they all felt relaxed, which also made them feel wary about him.
This man wasn't someone they could mess with.
"Stop there!" Devon was just about to step out of the housing estate when he heard someone shout at him from behind. He continued walking, not even bothering to look at the person who was shouting.
"This is an order from the higher-ups of the alliance. We would like to see your emblem, sir." it was the guard who told him to stop earlier.
The guard came running at Devon, stood behind him, and questioned him. The other guardsmen didn't try to stop him as they watched from afar.
It seemed they all wanted to see what was going to happen to their fellow guardsman. The core tier member had a record of being snobby and ruthless to the other members,, especially when they are being questioned. Some of them didn't even respect the elders of the alliance.
Getting no reply from Devon, the guard stomped his feet at the ground. He walked straight to Devon and was about to grab his shoulder when something happened.
The guard who tried touching Devon's shoulder got his hand passed through to the other side of Devon's body. He stumbled straight down to the floor as the force he applied was too much.
"Oh, oh, you have got to be kidding me!" one of the guards lamented with his hands right above his head and his mouth wide open at what just happened.
It was just a fall, why was there blood all over his face.