Farjan is standing next to his grandpa, thinking the things being played out. He couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. He felt proud because he had a master that is amazing as this. He wanted to tell the world that he is the disciple of this amazing man, but he just kept those things inside his heart.

He stares at his master with glittering eyes. Suddenly his master looks at him and their gazes met. "Why are you staring at me like that? You are amazed by me?"

"Of course not!" Farjan replied with a bashful face.

They started to move out. The elders including the clan leader are inside Michael's carriage. Farjan, Tromer, and Michael are riding their own respective horses.

Michael is the one who leads the way. The Sofori clan's headquarters is slightly far from the Dowter clan's territory. The Sofori clan is a huge clan, and they are the ones who dominate the entire Bigfield City, so, any person who is not an idiot will consider that this City is their whole territory.

As they move towards the Sofori clan's Headquarters. Michael had an unsightly face. He is confused if he would be regretful or grateful of the things happening.

Thirty minutes later, they arrived in front of a tall stoned-wall with a huge half-ellipse hole as an entrance. There is a pair of three Imperial guards guarding it on both sides. They are lined-up straightly, and you could tell that they are different to those Imperial guards army that Michael brought. These men have a shiny-metallic armor with glamorous designs and this is far better than others on the Imperial guards in terms of looks and quality.

They all took off from their carriage and as for Tromer, after he dismounted from his horse, he just walked casually towards the huge entrance. The guards immediately stopped him using the long spears they equipped.

"Halt!" A deep voice is suddenly heard. "State your purpose in coming here." An Imperial guard said.

Tromer looked at Michael deeply. He shuddered when he saw that look. Michael immediately noticed the look and understands what it means.

"Do you not know me?! I'm Michael Sofori! The grandson of an elder here! Let us pass, call the elders and bring them to us immediately. When they ask, just say that this is the most important occurrence for our clan."He suddenly stepped forward and said those words to the guards. He wants to call the elders so that they can discuss and let this matter be dropped, if ever.

"Pardon me, Young master Michael." The guard said while bowing his head.

Of course, Tromer noticed this and understands what this pompous young master wants, but he just let him do what he wants. It's fine for him to have some discussion with the elders and say under circumstances that they must surrender everything to him, it will do his work easier. If they refused? Then, they're doomed. That's it!

The guards let them pass. They entered the huge entrance, and Michael led them to his own mansion.

He quickly finds his parents and told them that they must submit to Tromer at all cost. At first, there is a conflict between his parents and Tromer. They commanded some guards to attack him, but they failed. Now, they really knew the reason why their son's expedition failed. As Tromer proved to them that he can dominate them and the whole clan, eventually they submitted themselves.

They quickly gathered all of their family branches and told them that they must never provoke the Dowter clan and this man. The people had blank look at first, but considering that this is said by the family branch head, they followed.

This branch had an elder in the whole Sofori clan. Michael is that Elder's grandson so they have quite a reputation. But the elder is busy on the matter of the whole clan, so, his father became the representative of the family in his father instead.

After fifteen more minutes, the elders arrived. With some guards at their back.

"Michael! What absurdity is this? What is that the most important thing you said?"An old man wearing a white robe said angrily.

"Wait! Let me explain."He rapidly replied. With that, he immediately explained things to them, especially the most important details.

"What did you say?" The elder said a bit shocked. "This man killed all of our guards?" He looks at Tromer from head to toe as if to measure him up. "That's ridiculous! I think you're out of your mind kid."He said to Michael.

"That's true! My father can bear witness to that!"

His father immediately said, "That's true, in truth he just makes some of my men fall without a sweat."

"Okay, let's say that's true. Why is this man here?"

"For some exercises, I think?" Tromer replied without a hint of fear.

"Exercises you say?! You're quite arrogant, huh?! Let's see if you can last long having that attitude. Elite Imperial guards!"He shouted.

Then, numerous heavy footsteps could now be heard heading towards their location. After a minute, heavily armored men equipped with high-quality weapons are revealed. Surprisingly, their numbers are intimidating. This 'Elites' are roughly three-hundred in numbers.

Tromer just looked at them with a sneer and hints of disdain. Although he is a cultivator and these men are mere mortals, it can be said that he is bullying the weak, but what can he do? This is the Mortal World, the world consisting mortals! You cannot blame him for intercepting with worldly matters.

"Attack him! Let him know that being arrogant in front of us is a huge sin!"Furiously said by the man in the white robe.

The guards started to move as what the elder said. They all attacked at the same time.

Tromer is not moved by this, but still, he let himself be active, he wants to get some sweat. He moves unlike before; he is now a bit active. Instead of waiting to be attacked, he is the one who initiates an attack.

Tromer is now back from being a killing-machine as he slaughters these Sofori clan's elite guards. Numerous miserable shrieks are heard as the guards started to decrease in number.

The elders of the Sofori clan started to frown. They didn't imagine that he would be this strong. They believe that no mortal could do this that's why they speculated until they come to a conclusion that, Tromer is, "He's possessed by a devil! Quick, call the priests at the cathedral!"One of the elders said to a guard beside them.

The Elite Imperial guard immediately followed. He quickly headed towards the cathedral. After a few minutes, the guard arrived at the cathedral and told them the matter of Tromer being possessed by a devil that needs to be exorcized.

"We'll go there immediately. We'll just prepare the tools we needed."A priest said.

At this time, almost half of the Imperial guards are lying there on the ground. The countless corpse, scattered blood, and some body parts are being showcased at the front of the onlookers. Tromer is continuous in fighting these Elite Imperial guards when suddenly, he heard a sudden loud voice..."Stop!"

Surprisingly, five people appeared at the scene, The one on the front most is wearing white clothes different from other four who wears violet colored clothes. This white-clothed man is the Grand Priest of the Cathedral. "You demon! I'm commanding you, begone!"

Tromer brows furrowed, These old men are commanding him to get out? It's ridiculous! "What? Me? Begone? what rights do you have to say those words? Are you stupid?"

"You're a devil, and we must exorcise you in the name of almighty Galvan! Demon spirit gets out of that man!"The Grand priest said indignantly. Galvan is the 'god' they serve and the being that blesses them.

The priests started to mention incomprehensible incantations. Many rays of different lights are starting to be emitted. Tromer had a questioned look on his face, why? Most of the energy particles surrounding the priests are... Demonic energies!

"Who's the demon between us?" He sarcastically said. Clearly, this Galvan, who they call, is a demon.