Chapter 4

Toward the finish of the avenue was a jam-packed square. Lorist couldn't resist the opportunity to ask why the square would be so packed during such a critical point in time. What was happening there?

When Lorist showed up at the square, the sound of prattle rose perceptibly.

"Educator Locke is here… "

"That is Norton Lorist?"

"Where? Which one of them is him?"

"That one. That is Instructor Locke… … "

"… … "

Lorist rose up out of the horde of individuals.

An unpleasant looking man with an unshaven face wearing an old calfskin protective layer ran towards him while unsheathing his two-gave greatsword. Raising his cutting edge high, he thundered, "Aha, Lorist! I'm here to demand a duel with you… "

The two-gave blade transmitted a sparkling light that connoted his power as a Two Star Silver Swordsman.

Different Battle Force positions were effortlessly recognized. Bronze Battle Force invigorated one a marginally polished look and extraordinarily expanded one's, nimbleness and perseverance when it circled through one's body. Iron Battle Force for the most part centered around the assurance of the body. For instance, strengthening the hands, making them transmit a weak sparkle and have the durability of iron, extraordinarily expanding their protective capacities on different occasions beyond what that of a normal person can be utilized.

Silver positioned Battle Force succeeded at the going after perspective. Silver Swordsmen can project their Battle Force onto their weapons and cause them to discharge different types of sword sparkles, with the length of the gleam demonstrating the Star position of the fighter.

With respect to Gold Swordsmen, they can accumulate their Battle Force to execute went assaults. Past that was the degree of Blademasters, who could project their Battle Force onto anything from blossoms to pieces of turf and use them as invulnerable heavenly weapons to annihilate their adversaries.

Sword Saints, be that as it may, were more similar to legends. Not much was been aware of them, however it was said that they can use something in accordance with a "space". There were somewhere around four or five known Sword Saints on the Grindia mainland. Countries which had the sponsorship of a Saint had extraordinarily stable establishments. That is the reason these Sword Saints were kept stowed away from the majority and were covered in secret and conundrum.

Lorist saw that man holding the raised greatsword with a look of profound respect. That person should have many gold coins for him to set out to draw his sword like this in the foundation, he thought.

"Stop!" A boisterous cry rang out as a group of dark formally dressed fighters walked towards the square.

Sword sparkles pointed at his throat, lower middle and chest, the brutish man stopped without moving an inch. The frightening part was that two of the blade sparkles that were pointed at him were significantly longer than his own. The proprietors of those blades were most certainly Three Star Silver Swordsmen.

The couple of different men who accompanied the brutish man speedily endeavored to conceal their weapons.

"You, you, you, and you, the one wearing a chainmail, yes you! Furthermore, that other one in the blue garments! What's more, that one wearing the calfskin cap! You folks are truly courageous… For you to try and set out to unsheathe your weapons in the foundation! Carry them to the Enforcement Department!" A chunky man showed up before the men and yelled uproariously.

The individuals who were named by the chubby man endeavored to get away.

"You set out to run from me!? You folks, capture them and twofold their fines!" said the greasy with a horrible articulation.

"Indeed sir!" said the dark robed men as they made the pursuit.

Assuming the understudies of the foundation were approached to name one most miserable individuals in the institute, that individual would be that chunky man who was additionally the top of the Enforcement Department. His name was Charade and was called by a larger number of people as the "Haunting Miser".

As the top of the Enforcement Department of the foundation, Charade never reprimanded or genuinely rebuffed the violating understudies. All things being equal, he gave them an exceptionally tremendous fine. On the off chance that the understudies couldn't settle up, the division has quite recently the answer for them. The Enforcement Department gives advances to the fined understudies. What's more, to ensure they reimbursed their advances, the division additionally secured positions for themselves and made them work until their obligations and interests were settled up in full.

Once, there were two understudies who disrupted the guidelines and didn't have the cash to pay the fine. The greasy simply grinned and said, "Don't stress over the cash. However long you can work, it'll be fine."

Immediately, they were shipped off the mines for three entire months. It was additionally supposed that they nearly got sodomized there. After the multi month term, the greasy called for somebody to go bring them back. A tragic scene before long unfurled: the two understudies stooped and frantically embraced the ones who were shipped off get them, declining to give up.

After the dark robed men captured the ones who attempted to get away, the greasy strolled towards the person who displayed the greatsword comfortable. He motioned for him to sheathe his blade, which the man before long did with much scramble.

"Have you come to the foundation to burglarize and kill?" asked the greasy with a "considerate", needing tone.

The brawny man answered with a bothered look, "Umm, no-not a chance. I came here in the wake of seeing the notification gave by the foundation."

"Notice? What sort of notice permitted you to come threaten our understudies? I absolutely never review seeing any such thing," said the greasy with a declaration of extraordinary interest.

"What?" the man let out a frightened cry. "It's that duel notice that you folks set up! It says that any Silver position challenger who can overcome the Black Iron Gold-positioned Instructor Locke will have his spot as gold-positioned educator and will be compensated 100 gold coins! That is the explanation I came… "

"Goodness, it's that notification. Believe it or not, the foundation set up something like this. Be that as it may, would you say you are certain you looked at it appropriately?"

"Obviously I did! The words on that notice were bigger than my clench hands! How is it possible that I could have missed anything?" thundered the brawny man boisterously.

"All things considered, then, at that point. Let me know the fine print on the notification! It was never expressed that you could come in haphazardly and simply haul your blade out in broad daylight!" yelled the greasy, whose articulation had out of nowhere turned dull, scowling at the brawny man.

That man winked and hacked out, "I was recently stressed that somebody would beat me to Lorist! I didn't see no fine print!"

"It was expressed obviously on the notification. Didn't you say that you had perused it cautiously?"

"You mean those words that were more modest than my fingernails? That was the fine print? Who understands those? I just read the words at the top… " The man's voice became gentler and milder. He appeared as though he recently started to understand his grave blunder.

"Did you figure the foundation could just allow anybody to burst in like that with a sword close by? Obviously there were agreements! We at the Dawn Academy are the elites of the Grindia Continent. All that we in all actuality do needs to follow severe convention. It is expressed that any Silver positioned person who wished to challenge Lorist was to answer to the Enforcement Department. You see that white stone structure around there? That is the Enforcement Department! You should go there and apply for a duel and pay an enrollment expense of ten gold Fordes. From that point forward, we will inform you the appropriate setting for the duel inside a few days. On the off chance that you don't appear around then, it will be viewed as your misfortune as a matter of course and we won't return your enlistment expense.

"You won't benefit on the off chance that you don't contribute. It could cost you ten gold Fordes, however consider it: your adversary Lorist is nevertheless an Iron positioned fighter with to some degree better swordsmanship. On the off chance that you had won, in addition to the fact that you get would 100 gold Fordes, you will likewise be utilized by the foundation as a gold-positioned blade educator! A gold-positioned educator's compensation is ten gold Fordes a month. You can without much of a stretch purchase a house around here and settle down here with that sort of cash."

Act talked like a patient sales rep with the muscular man gesturing to all of the focuses Charade made.

"It's such a disgrace… " expressed Charade with his appearance turning melancholy as his tone changed. "You really demolished such a decent opportunity by not perusing the notification cautiously and serious such a demonstration at our foundation. In addition to the fact that you disrupted have the guidelines of our foundation, you have additionally extraordinarily offended the institute and caused profound mental torment in our understudies! That is the reason, you should be rebuffed before you will be permitted to enlist for a duel."

"Discipline? What sort of discipline?" asked the muscular man, frightened.

"Gracious, simply sit back and relax. As indicated by our foundation's guidelines, we won't cause you any actual mischief. We just request that you pay a little fine. This matter will be settled on the off chance that you hand more than five gold Fordes," expressed Charade with a wonderful grin all over.

"What! Five gold coins?" The muscular man would never envision losing five gold coins only for drawing his cutting edge. "I… I don't have that sort of cash… "

"That is completely alright. You can acquire it from certain companions. On the off chance that you can't do even that, the Enforcement Department can observe you some work which will ensure the reimbursement of your obligation." The greasy got a little restless in the wake of hearing the man's answer. He waved for the men dressed in dark to take the violating men back to the Enforcement Department.

When this finished, just a large portion of individuals who were at the square remained.

Lorist went to check out at Charade with an inauspicious articulation.

"Haunting Miser! What are you up to this time!?"

The greasy answered with a face brimming with grins, "Haha, isn't this sibling Locke? It's so great to see you once more! I've missed you so without question."

"Stop wasting time. What's with that notice you folks set up?" Lorist said while frowning at Charade.

The greasy let out a long murmur and said, "Sibling, would you say you weren't disturbed by the consistent difficulties you got from individuals last year? Didn't I emerge with an answer