"Your mother-in-law doesn't like you gentlemen, there is some of its broth left if you want!"
Seeing the identically dressed disciples flocking inside, Nora didn't break her composure; in fact, she had a state as if she was expecting them.
Nora and the people who finished their meals were taken into a semicircle towards the wall opening to the valley; apparently, these people hadn't come for a good omen.
"Sir, the ones responsible are these three!"
One of the ten people coming at noon stepped forward and greeted with his head; he was forced to this because both his hands were wrapped with bandages.
"So you were the ones damaging the property under my responsibility and battering my men. Introduce yourselves!"
The responsible person spoke from a high pitch; she was pushing her bangs descending to her eyes upwards with the air coming out of her mouth.
Below, she had shiny black boots into which she tucked the hems of her leather pants, above, a shirt with a deep cleavage on its chest part; she had gathered the rest of her hair at the back in the shape of a ponytail.
The trio stood up, Nora in the front, Count Jashua and Alis right behind her; these movements of theirs caused the people across them to reach for their weapons.
"My name is Alis, I am the third of this year's disciple acceptance exam!"
"Nora, second!"
When the duo spoke, the hands going to the weapons slowly returned to their former places; it was obvious this wasn't the thing they wanted to encounter while coming here.
"Jashua, Count of the Bloody Moon Fiefdom and the number one of this year!"
This became the final point; raising his hand and shoving his ring into the eyes of those across him, the young man was quite sure of himself.
No one spoke for a while; people needed to digest the new news. It was a surprise among the permanent residents of the Garbage House too; the first thing coming to their minds was that three talented but rebellious people were thrown here.
It was obvious from their stiff states that the opposing side was of the same opinion too, but having come this far, they weren't going to return with their tails tucked between their legs either.
"Whoever you are, first give account of why you put the Garbage House in this state?"
Although she didn't want to break her harshness, the voice of the leader of those flocking into the structure softened involuntarily; this situation caused Nora to smile.
"As soon as we settled into our new residence, we said let's have a training fight. We hadn't fully warmed up yet when the roof flew off, before we could say stop didn't the wall on this side come down too?"
Nora narrated as if fooling a child; she was holding herself back with difficulty not to laugh.
"Alright, what will you say to the state of my men?"
"I was expecting you to make an explanation about that subject. You are merely a service and protection squad, what makes them think they have the authority to punish these trashes. Not stopping at this, they also attempt to execute with their non-existent power; we just gave the discipline they couldn't get from you."
Although she lied about the Garbage House, she was very serious about this subject; the protection and service squad were people who were only slightly more successful than those inside the Garbage House. It was impossible for them to take action against the sect's disciples receiving training; their status wasn't enough for this.
"Don't think yourselves something because you entered the top three in the test, you have no chance at all in a real war!"
Against this much arrogance, someone from the raiding group stepped forward and shouted; this was exactly what Nora wanted.
"Look at you, why don't you come and take us down a peg?"
This was a challenge in the full sense; attacking Outer Disciples was a separate subject, responding to a challenge made was a separate subject.
"Look at the fresh ones whose mouths smell of milk, Jack, John, William step forward!"
"I wish we were four people!"
No one understood Nora's last words, but inside the naturally formed semicircle, three people were ready to fight.
"Who is coming first?"
The large one of the trio asked joining his hands on his chest; his target was Nora, Count Jashua, and Alis, but the answer became a loud laugh.
"What is funny?"
The veins on the large man's forehead became thoroughly distinct; this attitude was driving him crazy.
"You misunderstood big man, only one of us will fight with you. Our friend's morale is a bit low, I think battering men will be good for him!"
Alis slowly stepped forward; now there were three people across him.
"These ones got too big for their britches, beat them thoroughly!"
The moment the words came out of the mouth of the leader of the raiding group, the trio leaped forward, but a breeze licked their faces and passed. When they opened their eyes they found themselves on the ground; unbearable pains were rising from various places of their bodies.
"Are there any others, or are these the best of what you have?"
Alis suddenly appeared in front of the woman giving the order; a distance of two fingers had remained between them. The leader of the team suddenly jumped back; she hadn't even understood when the white-haired youth came next to her.
Everyone was seeing the sweat on her face, but she was the only one aware of those gliding down her back.
"We are leaving!"
She uttered a single word and turning her back, she moved away rapidly. They went at top speed as they came; the faces of the people looking behind them were smiling.
The rest of the night was very quiet; the people who had been fighting hunger, fear, and inhumane treatment for a long time had passed out where they were.
"Tomorrow let's go get the rest of what was promised to us, let's see how we will be welcomed there?"
Nora said her last word and moving to a side, she started sleeping; Alis accompanied her a while later too, but Count Jashua sat up to the edge of the part facing the valley and continued watching the scenery hidden inside the darkness.
The Young Count slept very little; in fact, some weeks the sum of the hours he slept didn't exceed the fingers of one hand. This situation had started after he ate the First Sheikh's remnant, and during the Two-Year Wars, it had risen to its extreme point during the raids he carried out at night.
When morning came, the food chapter was repeated once more; the folks of the Garbage House couldn't open their mouths and say anything, but their looks were enough to convey their feelings of gratitude.
"Come on let's go and see if they will give the secret technique they promised and the permission to enter the Inner Circle Library?"
The sect had backed out on the privileged residence permission right from the first minute; judging by Nora's words, the Blood God didn't think at all that they could get the other things they deserved.
Leaving the Garbage House, they set off towards the Holy Blood Sect Main Library; based on the information given to them while coming to the Holy Blood Sect, they found this place before long.
"Alis, are you sure it is here?"
When they came to the specified point, they couldn't see either a building or a sign indicating there was a library here, but dozens of people were waiting exactly in front of them.
"I am sure, if the parchment they gave isn't wrong we are in the right place!"
While they were talking among themselves, their voices went up to the others; the people whose backs were turned were examining them now.
"So these are the rookies of this year!"
"The bastards of the Bloody Moon came, let's say a welcome!"
When five people separating from the crowd took action towards them, Nora blew her breath out boredly.
"If we are going to teach someone their place every minute like this, we're in for it, I swear!"