Agatha The Legendary Guild Master

I didn't feel my body when I crashed on the ground, and luckily I didn't feel any pain, but I felt awkward.

I thought I would appear at the game again, just inside the town I was playing at. I might appear outside the walls, or inside the town, but this place where I just crashed into was neither of them.

"Welcome Player Agatha to the mystic art council."

Suddenly a deep and venerable voice came from behind me, so sudden that startled me. as I looked closer to the surroundings, I found myself standing in a deep room, lined with huge walls, and whoever spoke to me right now was sitting amidst all those who were sitting there, and they were many, really many.

"I know this is your first time to go and come back from the sacred lands, so I will try to introduce you to the facts first."

I finally spotted the man saying those words, as he was sitting on the same level as others, slightly, as I saw from my lower angle. Raising my head and seeing them up there made me feel like being humiliated, and at this moment I realized something, though I was mighty at the sacred land, I was actually a nobody at the game.

How ironic!

"first of all, any mystic art user comes from the sacred land must be debriefed, and we are here to hear from you, and ask you a few questions, of course if you don't mind that."

I didn't know why, I suddenly felt like being accused and was now under interrogation. I never heard of such a procedure before, and if there was such a harsh one like this, Nina and Rendy should have already told me before.

In addition to that, the tone and the attitude I was feeling from that man and those around him wasn't pleasant to me. I had only one way to get out of here, and I hoped he would help me here.

"I won't say or answer anything unless I get my master beside me here."

Just as I said it, the whole room got busy with discussions. It was like a bomb was thrown in this place, and before even any of them spoke to me, I heard a loud bang coming from one part of the room, up there at the masters place, followed by a rising sound of arguing, and finally a loud bang.

Something was happening up there, and I didn't feel it was quite good!

These were signs of a battle!

"How dare you intrude into this room of court like this, have you forgotten yourself, Sam?!!"

That man stood up, and strangely he seemed so small to me from my angle. I was all tense, all until I heard the relieving name of my master. He finally came, and it seemed I was in a very bad place, not the welcoming party that liar told me about!

"I can enter any place I want, especially when you are the one opposing the law here, Terik!"

The sound of my master was so strong, loud, but calm. He wasn't nervous, not nervous at all, though he came in alone, facing all of them here, and he wasn't worried or afraid.

Yeah, see that? he is my master, bunch of cowards and liars!

"I have all the right to interrogate her, as there are many complaints against her!"

"And I have all the right to be here, she is my disciple, and this was her test, and she just called me to stand by her side, and I will!"

Suddenly I saw a shadow leaping from the very top of there, jumping over the heads of all people, and descended like a mighty titan on my side. He was tall, reliable, and he had very strong and warm eyes that made me unable to see anyone there but him, not even the other shadows who jumped following him, an army of my master appeared.

"What is the meaning of this?" that distasteful Terik said, interrupting this perfect moment of meeting my master.

"Understand whatever you like, and now I want every single pawn of you sitting here to know this… if it's war you want, then touch one hair of my disciple, and you will have war!"

He was offensive, rude, and strong, standing there beside me I really couldn't feel any fear or worry at all. Unconsciously, I moved my hand, in a motion to pick my spear, my artifact spear, carried by the moment, forgetting about the laws of the game.

But suddenly I felt the spear in my hand, with its familiar flickering thunder around it!

"Oh, see? She is trying to attack me! she is guilty, and I bear you all witness!"

I really had it from that blabbery, foul mouthed man. I raised my spear, looked him in the eye and said, in a clear strong tone:

"If it's not legal for me to be here, then you trespassed me first, and I have the right to cut your dirty head off your small body!"

My master stole a short glance at me, in a way that seemed to be full of surprise. If I was alone, if I didn't have my artifacts, then I would have to bow my head to this moron, and let the matter pass.

But I had the right, surrounded by mighty masters, and my own master was in front of me, and I could use my artifacts! Why should I be afraid then?!!

"You foul mouthed child, how dare you?!" he spurted out at me, but all I did was to raise my spear, and let a single strike hit the roof of this room.

If you didn't want to respect me, fear my thunder!

"Easy, Agatha," Master said, with a wide grin over his face. He was happy of me, and I was proud of this. "Start your welcoming party, or trial, or whatever you want, and let's end this silly act now!"

My master said, taking out his own spear. I suddenly realized, this was the first time to see my master's own spear, and it was really frightening.

Unlike my spear, which was small and full of dancing thunder, it was thick, large, with a sense of oppression coming from it like I never felt before. I was sure this spear, alone, would be able to flatten that castle and whatever dared to guard it.

I knew my master was strong, but I never expected him to be this strong!

When he took out his own spear, I felt the whole room to be silenced. I usually got this reaction when I took out my own spear, but now I realized, for once, what others felt when I used a spear.

"I think this welcoming party isn't needed anymore," that distasteful man said, but my master raised his heavy spear and landed it heavily on the ground, wrecking the whole room, and even my own body trembled from the violence of it.

"I said continue with your allegations, accusations, or whatever you like to call!"

I didn't know what he was trying to do, but I trusted him, if he wanted this play to continue here, then I had no reason to object.

So, I stood my place, motionless, behind him, respectfully following his back, with many masters by my side. I could finally glimpse around, and some of them I already knew, as Ivort, Aria's master, and Armondo, Rog's master.

They looked at me and smiled, and I didn't know what to do but to smile back. They were masters after all, venerable ones, and allies to my master, and masters to my friends, but I didn't know how to respectfully greet them except with a slight bow of my head.

"I said proceed!"

My master's voice echoed in this room, which was now having many cracks in the walls done by his heavy spear.

"As you like, Sam!" the man said, in a displeasing tone, like this was against his benefit.

"First, Agatha, you were sent to the sacred lands as a test from your master, and you had a mission there, state your mission," the man said, in an unwilling tone.

My master moved to the side, clear the path for me to respond, and I replied, at once:

"The mission is to go and secure a territory at layer two of the sacred land."

"And you end up finishing it, right?"

"Yes," I replied, but before I could add anything else, that man hurried to say:

"Great, you are done, official…"

"Halt!"

My master shouted, interrupting him like he interrupted me.

"What is it, Sam?" the man asked, while clearly gritting his teeth.

"This isn't the proper welcoming party my disciple deserves, plus I have here the list filed by one of your men, right? Isn't Alfons one of your men? He wanted a trial against my disciple," my master continued, with a pure mocking smile over his face.

"That would need a courtroom," the man said.

"And what is this if not a courtroom?" My master said, "a court room requires at least twenty percent of masters of our society, and you brought thirty not twenty. It requires a judge, and you are entitled as one. It requires an accused person, my disciple here, driven by force, away from the normal welcoming rooms to be trialed here! and finally, it requires a lawyer, me, defending my disciple, on the account of blood if I needed to do it!"