When the middle-aged man saw the corpse of the female commander, he hit the ground hard with his right foot. Anger, after this hit filled with pure anger, all the walls already on the verge of collapsing came down to the ground.
"Whoever knows what will tell immediately, otherwise I will bury you all here!"
The voice of the man, every single strand of whose short white hair stood on end, rang in the hundred-step area; there would be no secret left to hide anymore.
First, one of them talked about the new guests of the Garbage House, then another about what those coming to take the empties on the first day went through.
With every word, the middle-aged man's eyebrows frowned even more; when the subject came to the female commander raiding the Garbage House and returning empty-handed, it was as if all breaths were held.
"How did the service squad respond to this insult?"
An answer wasn't coming; even those singing like nightingales until this moment became mute and retreated to a corner. While breaths came out troubled, the middle-aged man started smiling; this movement of his softened the environment, but the punch he threw right after changed everything in an instant.
The feet of the unfortunate man taking the blow were cut off from the ground; he paid heavily for entering the closest to curry favor.
"I won't ask once more, how did the service squad respond to this insult?"
The environment tensed like a bow; people not wanting to suffer the fate of their heavily injured friend slowly started taking their steps backward.
"I want an answer, immediately!"
The middle-aged man roared once more; right then a feeble voice rose from among the crowd.
"The next day they brutally killed whoever was there!"
It was as if all the energy in the area started gathering towards the man; like a bottomless vortex, he was sucking whatever there was inside him.
"Were the top three of this year among them too?"
When the words spilled from his mouth one by one, those around him broke their shyness about giving an answer too.
"No sir, they had gone to the library. The service squad handled their business watching for this time!"
The middle-aged man was the highest-ranking disciple responsible for the service squads; he was experienced enough to know why a squad under his command would behave this way.
"Idiots!"
Saying his last word, he started walking rapidly; while the hems of the black sleeveless robe on him waved, the others followed him too.
Their destination was clear; they were proceeding towards the Garbage House, which had settled in the center of unexpected events for the last few days.
They reached their destination in a short time; they stood in front of the roofless structure whose inside was seen through the gap of its ruined door. The middle-aged man couldn't hide the surprised expression settling in his eyes; the Garbage House didn't look at all like he remembered.
"You, you, you, and you, you are coming with me. The rest of you wait here!"
"Sir!"
While the called people came next to him, requests to enter inside came from the others. This situation didn't please the commander-in-chief of the service squads at all.
"Do what I say!"
Then he dived inside with harsh and big steps; the four people he chose entered the Garbage House together with him too. The light and liveliness of the valley had filled the inside of the structure, but two large shadow areas were mutually darkening the bottoms of the wall.
"I am Jefa de Limpieza, I came to see you, show yourselves!"
The voice echoed feebly first in the structure, then in the depths of the valley covered with fogs, but no one responded to this call.
The foursome standing behind their commander looked extremely tense; the presence of the two people inside the building was felt but they weren't reacting.
"I know you are here, come out!"
The voice hardened a little more; while the middle-aged man spoke stepping on the words, he really looked quite majestic.
"So you know we are here, how talented you are like this!"
A shadow from the left side slipped slowly from within the darknesses. While the black clothes on him were spotless, his face and hands were shining blood-red.
"Murderer!"
"Animal!"
"Kill him!"
The foursome got carried away at that moment; drawing the weapons by their sides, they passed to a stance ready to attack at any moment, but their commander was still calm.
"Not knowing one's place is a fashion in the service department I guess, where do you think you are?"
The voice rose from the ruined wall on the right side; there was no one in sight but the shrill female voice filling the ears made their hands tremble.
No doubt, this was the voice of Nora in the disguise of Mora, but the young girl seemed not to want to show herself. Count Jashua stood alone across the five people; the Young Count proceeded with calm steps and stood in front of those entering the Garbage House.
The Blood Prince didn't hold himself back; he deserved the title he took by gaining six points from all tests to the end. The shadows he came out of didn't leave Count Jashua's pursuit either; even if it was a thin line, they couldn't sever their connections with him.
"As you can see I am not much in the mood, will you tell the purpose of your arrival to our residence?"
The one speaking was Count Jashua; releasing all the killing intent he acquired until today, he called out. There was no place left not trembling in the bodies of the foursome who drew their weapons a moment ago anymore. So much so that they started struggling not to drop the weapons they held in their hands.
The middle-aged man took a step forward, and at that moment the bodies of his subordinates behind him stopped twitching. While snakes formed from sweat on Jefa de Limpieza's forehead, he started talking with the youth four fingers taller than himself.
"I just learned what happened in the last two days, I came to decide what we will do about this subject!"
Count Jashua turned his head to the ruined wall on the right side; apparently, he was expecting the response to come from there. He wouldn't wait much either; the shrill voice rang inside the structure once more.
"You will say this, Jefa de Limpieza!"
Silence dominated the structure for a while; watching each other, the two sides observed the slow flow of time.
"As long as you are inside, members of the Service Squad will not approach the Garbage House, in return, you will not communicate with anyone under my command either. Is it fair?"
The same silence again, only the calming vibrations of the cool wind blowing from inside the valley fill the Garbage House.
"You are a smart man Jefa de Limpieza, your offer is fair enough, but I guess some of the foursome standing behind you don't agree with you. You can leave them here while going, I can respond with pleasure to their desires overflowing from inside them!"
The moment Nora's speech ended, the middle-aged man turned around like lightning and punched his two subordinates. Jefa de Limpieza was merciless; those taking the blow fell outside the Garbage House destroying the wall they hit too.
"I prefer to take care of my men myself, never to see each other again!"
The middle-aged man went outside before the echoes of his words on the walls ended; not minding the crowd gathering at the heads of his men he punched, he continued moving away from there.
"What happened?"
"What was experienced inside?"
Since the duo lying on the ground wasn't conscious, the other two commanders were bombarded with questions. Unfortunately, they didn't fall behind their friends either; without even being aware that their weapons were drawn, they were examining the surroundings with blank looks.
"Hey, what happened to you?"
"Let's go, let's get away from here immediately!"
They could only give a single response; while proceeding not minding the surprised looks of the crowd, their hands holding weapons were still trembling.
"Everyone return to your duty station!"
Then their commander's voice rang in the minds of the crowd; the middle-aged man had only remembered to give his order now. The crowd formed by the service squad disciples dispersed silently; at the same moments, a red-haired girl showed her face from among the shadows too.
"Sir, what are you planning to do?"
Count Jashua, while looking at Nora's face illuminated by the lights coming from the valley, voiced the most important question troubling his mind.