"I knew it, I knew you couldn't pass the Third Circle easily. Just let me get my weapon, I will leave you all in the dust!"
Antuan shouted with excitement; when he saw Nafız, whom he knew as Nora, with her eyes open inside the Fourth Circle, different thoughts appeared in his mind.
"Third, this guy of yours turned out to be really bad; did you raise him in a bathhouse or something?"
Sheikh Atractivo started laughing savagely; the faces of the man he called out to and the Bloody Star Clan representatives in clan stands looked like they ate a lemon.
"Retard, shut your mouth!"
At the same time, with the same words, Antuan received the same warning from three different voices; confused about where to look, he rolled his head left and right like a bobblehead.
The faces of representatives in fiefdom stands were crimson; they had squeezed themselves so much not to laugh that all pressure was in their heads.
Unlike them, the public had let it all hang out; as the people of the Holy Blood Sect, the Bloody Star Clan didn't give them fear, for this reason, each one continued laughing heartily.
"It was so good that you changed the last test, we are having quite fun. Am I wrong My Sultana?"
Atractivo straightened up slightly from where he sat and called out to Ekaterina sitting right across him with all her femininity.
The Sheikh was inviting and warm; in comparison, the beautiful woman responded to him with dull looks as if experiencing a great shock.
Seeing this state of Ekaterina, the handsome Sheikh leaned back on his throne without insisting and took a sip from the wine in his goblet in a flirtatious way.
"My Young Lady, how can this be?"
Only Ekaterina could know what such an implicit question meant. The beautiful woman, who was a formation master herself, knew the tests inside the Fourth Circle like the back of her hand.
"First they had to fight with an army possessing no specific formations, then with an assault team with high tactical knowledge. Even if I assume they could pass them rapidly, due to the nature of the test, they had to be stalled for a long time at the unit commander level mercenary at the end!"
Ekaterina, running all possibilities through her mind after Nora opened her eyes, hadn't been able to make a logical deduction yet.
It wasn't quite possible for her to make one either because a very large value in the equation was in an unknown position for her.
While the young woman was thinking, the Sheikh was mocking, and the public was having fun madly, two people inside the Fourth Circle opened their eyes at the same moments.
"No, get out of here!"
Ekaterina stood up leaping in an ugly way from the fancy throne she sat on crossing her legs. Her trouble that was one had now become three.
All eyes were on her but the beautiful woman didn't have a single word to say; she had only managed to freeze where she was.
Tests in the Fourth Circle aimed to introduce the Mercenaries Civilization, which were border enemies, to disciples. Young disciples were preparing themselves accordingly by seeing first the features, then tactical movement capabilities, and finally how challenging they could be individually of opponents they were likely to fight in the future.
Since wars between Sects hadn't occurred on the Hell Realm for a very long time, the focus was only on external enemies. Even in the formation the Holy Spirit Sect used, enemies surrounding the continent completely had taken the place of other Sects.
No matter how much Ekaterina thought without knowing the past of Mercenaries and Nora, she couldn't reach a logical conclusion. The Blood God had already become an eternal adversary with the enemies she put in the formation to introduce to her disciples.
Tiny White was Nora's power animal too; for this reason, he possessed all knowledge of the Blood God. Using these, just like the person he belonged to, Alis passed the Fourth Circle in a time that could be considered a record.
As for Count Jashua, throughout the Two Years War, together with Mercenary Units, he had become a nightmare to all other civilizations. For Count Jashua distributing justice at nights, opponents in this trial were no different from people he knew since the day he was born.
The Bloody Moon Trio wiped the floor with the Fourth Circle with the comfort of adults entering a track prepared for children.
"This stage was very easy, I am passing to the Fifth Circle!"
When the aftershocks of the commotion created by Antuan ended, Nora started walking calling out to the two young boys who came next to her.
The face of Ekaterina, who hadn't sat in her place, soured at that moment; her gaze had clashed with Nora looking at her from the corner of her eye.
"Bloody Moon Nora, won't you use weapons in this stage too?"
While Nora hearing the question was thinking, Antuan's jaw dropped to the floor, and gossip was continuing full throttle in clan stands.
"It shouldn't be this easy, especially without using weapons!"
"You are right; this time not only the Sect but that bitch sitting across must be in on it too!"
"Look how she is acting; even her exaggerated surprised imitation is fake!"
Of course, they couldn't do this conversation using their mouths; if they attempted such impertinence in an environment where Atractivo was, highly likely the Sheikh would change the places of all holes in their bodies.
"I want the Sect to provide me weapons!"
In the environment mixed like dog's breakfast, Nora's shrill and weak voice entered the ears of people in the giant square slithering like a snake.
After the two previous Bloody Moon Disciples wanted to use their own weapons even if they were junk, it was surprising that Nora, who passed the previous circle unarmed, wanted weapons from the sect.
"What kind of weapon do you want?"
After the question, Nora looked at the Head Supervisor widening her eyes; there was an expression on her face as if she heard the most ridiculous thing in her life.
"A very unnecessary question, of course what my predecessor used, Two Daggers!"
Bombs were exploding on top of each other today, but the words of the girl tossing her long blood-red hair were of the kind to put the final point.
It was as if a cold wind came and blew over the giant exam area; not a single sound was coming out.
"Grandpa, who is the beautiful sister talking about when saying predecessor!"
A little girl tugged at the trousers of the large-built man next to her with admiring eyes; the question she asked was heard in the entire area.
The man couldn't answer; it was obvious from his every state that he was afraid those around would do something to the girl. He wasn't wrong either; an intense energy wave was carrying from where clan stands and fiefdoms coiled right below them were.
"Since no one will speak let me answer; the person she mentioned is Mora, the disciple with the highest potential of the Holy Blood Sect. Maybe the previous incompetent old geezer couldn't protect her, but let no one doubt that I will protect her name!"
The Sheikh hit his hand hard on the edge of the seat he sat on; a heart-wrenching sound came out of the wood. The same sound came out of the woods where clan stands were too; energy overflowing at that moment turned into steam and mixed into the air.
"How much time does Nora have to enter the Fifth Circle!"
The head supervisor shouted without losing a second.
"Seven minutes sir!"
"Very good, bring the daggers Mora used while training!"
The Sheikh was following his nose, he didn't care what anyone would say.
"Beautiful girl, I would have liked to give you what she used normally too, but it is not possible for someone not possessing Abarran's bloodline to use them."
Nora in Nora disguise bowed politely and gave a chic greeting; a strange smile dominated her face looking at the ground.
"So even the Sheikh cannot see my wristbands; I wonder what kind of man this Abarran is!"
Nora walking to the Fifth Circle started waiting for the weapons to come; she would interact with an item belonging to Nora and not inside the ring on her finger for the first time.