An ancient castle with huge walls of several tens of meters could be seen in front of it, it was not clear from near the end of the two sides of the walls. Tall trees were arranged around like fences. He had decorated them with big stairs and carved stones.
There was a long wooden gate at the entrance, two wide and shorter towers next to the gate and tall turrets were located at equal distances. On each tower, there were several guards in white clothes and two guards were standing at the entrance of the gate and they were doing their duties in silence.
The existing aura of level G was detected.
A voice that was not used for a long time was finally heard. He had not paid much attention to it during this time, and again he did not pay attention to the fact that this time defined the aura of a human being. He just hopefully moved forward towards the guards. When a mere guard was as powerful as Snow, there was obviously someone stronger to deal with the young woman.
Finally he arrived in front of the gate. He stopped panting from running. He looked at the guard in white and greeted. The guard ignored him. He went forward and while bending to the waist, he greeted:
"Welcome my lady!"
He was disappointed by this amount of discrimination, but on the one hand, it seemed natural. Young woman from the surface. G. was stronger, so he had a higher position than the guard. With this thought, he nodded and obediently entered the castle.
At first, the view was not so pleasant. The stench of blood and old wooden houses could be seen everywhere. A man with a severed leg was bleeding, leaning against the door and moaning.
Men and women were kneeling in rows and waiting with their heads down.
Among them was a woman with a beautiful profile, while the other side of her face had deep and heartbreaking scratches. It was an unpleasant sight. Even girls lined up here. The noise comes from inside the wooden houses. They were not in good condition. But they were still better than the people who were kneeling outside.
Their clothes were torn and dirty, but they were still recognizable. These were from the people of the land, although each of them had a different style of dress and face, but they were distinguished from the people of the castle. Ryan held his nose and continued walking. It was a bad situation. There were small tears in his eyes. He was worried and worried. One had no eyes, one had no hands. The others did not treat him well. This was the fate of each and every one of his kind. So what happened to his family? . His gaze wandered over people hoping to see one of his family members. But it was no use. None of them could be seen around. He gritted his teeth and stared at the young woman. What was this situation? Can this group even be called human? How cruel a person could be!
He wanted to stand with the people he belonged to. He wanted to complain, the young woman had the power to change this situation, didn't she? He couldn't be so cruel that he didn't pay attention. Even if he hated him, he expected this much from him.
An indifferent, commanding and domineering voice was raised more than before:
"Follow me!"
Ryan only became more nervous than before, his fist clenched so that his fingernails pierced his palm. Blood slowly flowed from it and dripped on the ground. He had no choice. He took his steps with difficulty and followed him.
"Before I went hunting, nearly 200 of you took refuge in the castle. Now there must be many more and I know what you are thinking. Are you nervous?
Don't you feel sad?
Be and stay, this is a motivation to gain power in this world. And power is everything here. There is nothing free. Those you saw should live and learn. If we take their hands today, how will they survive tomorrow? I don't care what you think, but everyone is for their own good. If you have a problem, fight for it. Jahan Baqa is his name. "Either progress, or be the stepping stones to the progress of others."
The conversations were repetitive but had the right content, although the voice sounded indifferent as always. Clearly the young woman was trying to calm him down. If it was like this, does it mean that his opinion was not that important to him?
Ahead were larger stone houses. Rooms that were distinguished from one another by the number of the head in it. It was clean and it was obvious that it was taken care of.
There were several guards in uniforms standing at the entrance to this section. A closer look showed a familiar crescent moon sign on the clothes of each of them, which was also installed at the door of the gate.
Just like before, the guards bowed and spoke the same words.
"Welcome my lady!"
The situation was more complicated than Ryan thought and he even slightly regretted coming to this place. But what is the end? He had to face it. He looked at the condition of the houses. This castle had the capacity to live properly. Even though they were all made of the same stone, they looked big and luxurious.
As if reading his thoughts, the young woman briefly explained:
"These houses are for the sect's foreign disciples, each foreign disciple's level is G, and if they progress, they will become an internal disciple."
It was helpful that he could almost guess the power level. With this account, the young woman must be at least a domestic student, it was natural that foreign students would respect her more.
In the meantime, he saw some people with different clothes. They had a lower status and they were not even treated properly, but they were in a better condition than the ones he had seen at the beginning of his arrival. At least it was bearable to see them.
A few guards were standing in front of them, the only difference was the color of their clothes. Long blue clothes that had better quality.
An existing aura of F level was detected.
Ryan's knees went weak, he almost fell to the ground, he looked at the young woman, meanwhile the guards bowed again:
"Welcome my lady!"
Runes appeared in Ryan's vision. He looked at the skills again, that was it. Problem found.
Skill: [Aura Detection]
Feature: [Identifies the level of the opponent up to two levels higher based on the aura.]
The young woman was actually a monster. His heart beat faster, he couldn't look away from the woman. The young woman always controlled herself. So what were his fantasies for revenge?
The houses in front of them were no longer considered houses. Each was a palace for himself. No one stopped them and they continued on their way.
Ryan could tell the difference, what place did a young woman have in a place where power was everything? Why is he even following her? Maybe he wanted to punish him? It was in these thoughts that he remembered a sentence.
"I hope you won't regret your words later! If you apologize right now, maybe I'll be kind and forgive you."
The voice kept repeating itself in Ryan's mind. If he said he was not afraid, it was a lie. Should he have apologized?
He couldn't wait as he was walking, he asked in a quiet voice:
"Where are you taking me?"
The young woman slowed, turned and glanced at Ryan, her face pale. A beautiful smile appeared on his face. He enjoys these scenes. He smiled and answered in an indifferent voice:
"We are going to determine your assignment!"