"Oh, you think I would say no to a fight?" the man responded.
"Elias—"
"I know!" Elias said. He then took a step back. "We cannot fight inside the hall. If you really wanted to fight then do it after the tide. I will meet you anywhere!"
"Hmph! You all talk after all! Since you wanted to fight then let us fight now!"
"Who told you that you can fight here?"
Everyone's attention turned toward the man who walked in.
"General— General Mistin…" the man stuttered. "This is not what you think."
General Mistin was a rather tall guy with a muscular physique. He had short cropped black hair and a large scar on his face.
"I already warned you, Mebia. I told you to stop picking a fight with the ones who want to join."
"General, really, it is not what you think. I was just merely greeting them." The man named Mebia lowered his head. He took a step back, giving space for the General to pass through. "I just wanted a friendly duel as the man looked strong."
"You are two times his size."
