No one knew, but the head supervisor had turned to stone after the instruction of the Holy Blood Sect Sheikh Atractivo and would remain so until one of his assistants came to his side.
"The last test will be the Death Pit! The trial level has been determined as the outer court disciple level. You have one hour to prepare!"
A wave of indignation exploded with the announcement; representatives standing in the clan stands objected to this decision.
"The test we chose should have been at the disciple acceptance level!"
"Who is changing the level?"
While voices were coming out of every head, the head supervisor waited until all questions were finished; there was a proud look in his eyes.
"Sheikh Atractivo determined the features of the test personally!"
The noise was cut as if by a knife; only one person continued speaking.
"As clans, we want the disciple acceptance level. Since we form the majority, it should be as we say!"
The head supervisor had turned towards the stand where the pennant with a red sun embroidery on it was hanging and opened his mouth, but preferred to keep silent at the last moment.
The reason for this movement was hidden in the looks of the Sheikh leaping from among the four women on his lap.
"Repeat what you said last once more!"
Atractivo had stood up for the first time since he came to the square where the trials were held, and the reason for this was the words of the representative of the Bloody Sun Clan.
"I said the clans, taking a majority decision, want the Hell Pit trial to be held at the disciple acceptance level!"
The representative of the Bloody Sun Clan, having a medium height and a chubby face like the rest of his body, answered the sheikh's question quite calmly.
"I understand, you must be the son of the clan leader Lento. What was your name?"
When the Sheikh stood up with fury, everyone thought bad things would happen, but Atractivo was acting quite moderately after the young representative's answer.
"My name is Grosero!"
"So Grosero, indeed the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Looking at you is like seeing your father!"
After these words, the representative of the Bloody Sun Clan turned around and looked at other clan stands. His chest had puffed up; he had put himself in a different place than others.
The smile on Sheikh Atractivo's face spread even more after this situation; the whiteness of his teeth overflowing from his mouth was visible from every corner of the square.
"Do you know why I see your father too, because he is a man at least as moronic as you, that's why!"
The chubby envoy's eyebrows furrowed; he was crashing headfirst towards the exact opposite of the mood he was in a moment ago.
"You all united as clans and secured the majority, and when you did this, you thought you could use the rule my ancestors put in the past so you wouldn't crush each other against me!"
"You idiot, are you aware of where you are?"
Atractivo was still laughing, but he was like living proof of how an expression could tell two completely opposite emotions.
"Majority! What an interesting word! It would never occur to me that people could use this word to do what they want. Come on, let's discuss with you whether this is true or not!"
The Second Elder had sprawled in his seat; unlike him, the Third Elder was on pins and needles being aware of the Sheikh's unstable personality.
This outburst of Atractivo would be a big surprise for Nafız too; together with Jashua and Alis, she directed all her attention to the man joining his hands behind his back.
"I, Holy Blood Sect Sheikh Atractivo, am the owner of the sect, the lands bound to the sect, and all people living on it. I have unlimited rights over everything that is mine, authority to perform any kind of action!"
"As you see, I am a single human and I own all of these alone. What can you, possessing ten clans and ninety-nine fiefdoms united under them there, do about this subject?"
After his harsh outburst, the Sheikh scanned the entire area with his eyes starting from the clan stands; Nafız discovered for the first time that a sharp deadly aura was emitted from this man.
"You are so many people, why don't you come and try to take me down from here? Wouldn't it be very easy while you hold the majority?"
As the Sheikh continuing without pausing his words rose, the ground in the square would begin to tremble. The ground was shaking and the air had become so heavy that it was as if a colossal power was about to descend upon everyone like a nightmare.
"If your power is enough, I am here, just a man alone. Why don't you come and test whether power or majority is more effective?"
At that moment, an energy wave passed over the Holy Blood Sect; then people began to fall to the ground one by one.
Half of the warriors in the clan stands were lying unconscious on the ground, while the remaining ones were kneeling without exception.
While drops of sweat were trickling down from their foreheads like rain and falling to the ground, strange sounds were coming from their clenched teeth.
There were those losing themselves among the public too, but the condition of the remaining ones wasn't that bad. Disciple candidates were fine too; apparently, the Holy Blood Sect Sheikh had skipped them.
Only three among them had turned pale and were looking at a fixed point unconsciously. There was terror in the eyes of Nafız, Alis, and Jashua.
Alis had already put his back against the nearest wall, veins on Jashua's face had popped out, and Nafız had left her beautiful face in blood from biting her lower lip with her teeth.
"So you are testing us!"
This was the first option coming to Nafız's mind; while other participants were quite fine, there was no other explanation for them being in this state. The wind of energy had grazed some, pierced through some.
For a moment, the trio felt the life vitality in their bodies was detained by force. A power outside their will had tried to take the energy required for their cells to work, not the one circulating in their veins.
"He is very strong, those I encountered so far are nothing next to him!"
Nafız, leaving the Orc Steppes with the potion she drank, encountered someone truly mighty for the first time and experienced his power firsthand.
She knew the people she fought before were developing warriors not having high ranks in their organizations, and evaluated herself accordingly. After all, her perception was confused due to easily crushing everyone except the 5th Hellhound.
The action Atractivo performed would be a good lesson for her to understand the level of truly strong people in the world. She had barely endured the energy wind whose effect doubled due to Alis being her power animal.
While Nafız and the two people next to her experienced these, ten seconds passed over the show of strength the Sheikh made; deathly silence was prowling around.
The smile on the face of the Holy Blood Sect Sheikh was gradually becoming fiendish. The public had started to think he could go even further when a shrill female voice set out like an arrow towards where Atractivo was.
"Holy Blood Sect Sheikh Atractivo, I saw you very energetic today!"
All eyes turned to the source of the voice; everyone had seen the woman entering the square with two fully camouflaged men behind her.
One side of her red dress clinging to her body was completely decorated with black embroideries. On the other side, there was a deep slit reaching up to her groin. The public in front of the woman, whose milk-white legs were revealed with every step, would start fleeing around; the path the woman would walk was forming by itself.
"Look who I see, the most beautiful woman living on my lands has come all this way."
Atractivo's answer came from above the platform set up for him, but those turning their heads to look at him wouldn't find the sheikh in his place.
Before his voice reached the ears, the handsome man had appeared in front of the woman breathtaking with her red dress. Atractivo first took a deep breath, then kneeling on one knee, extended his right hand towards the beautiful woman.
"Ekaterina, you cannot know how happy I am to be able to inhale your scent again!"