"Immobilize them."
"!!!"
The other guilds could not see what was happening as the soldiers of the Wilder's Harem had the explorers of the Cerberus guild completely surrounded, but the thundering roars that cracked from their rifles repeatedly were enough for everyone to draw their own conclusions.
"Did... Wilder's Harem just massacred them!?"
Commoners are a lot stronger than Lowborns, who could really only be compared to the humans of old who were completely powerless. But of course, Lowborns did have abilities, but they were nothing compared to Commoners.
But of course, even with them being a lot stronger than Lowborns, most of them were not actually bulletproof. Perhaps all of them could be, but they need a lot of Enhancers if they want to increase their strength and durability permanently — and it's not even a guarantee, as Enhancers have different effects depending on what type of abilities one has.
But most importantly, Enhancers are expensive and more often than not, limited. They were made from Adamantine, and the process of turning them into Enhancers that could improve one's strength is costly, very much so.
Of course, the common people actually had no idea what the process actually is — the only thing they know, is that the guilds won't waste their time in actually using Enhancers to all of their members, only those who actually show promise.
And the so-called newbies of the Cerberus guild? None of them were probably bulletproof. Too bad, however, as all the other guilds could really do was speculate — not to mention they did not even notice their drones missing from the air.
Soon, however, they heard a roaring cry; giving them proof of life, lives.
"Are you crazy!?"
Even Emilia, who had been trying her best to calm the situation down, could not help but be shocked as she instinctively crouched on the floor to protect herself. She quickly checked her body for any injuries, and fortunately it would seem she wasn't hit at all — her guildmates were not offered the same luck, however.
As she watched some of her guildmates groveling on the ground and holding their legs, the only thing she could really think of was that...
...her brother ordered to shoot her down without even any hesitation. This thought did not last long, however, as she noticed a shadow actually protected her from the bullets.
"...Brother," she whispered as she squinted her eyes at the silhouette.
"Nope." But it wasn't Rhys, however, but Ayesha who protected her, "Your brother must really hate your balls for him to shoot you along with these retards, kid. What did you even do?"
"I'm—"
"Were you truly trying to kill us!?"
It would seem it wasn't only Emilia who managed to not have her feet shot at, however. As Wade's body was completely covered in some sort of crystal which tanked all the bullets; unfortunately for those that were closest to him, the bullets that were supposed to be for him bounced toward them.
Ayesha just glanced at Emilia one last time, before just casually returning to Rhys's side. Emilia looked at Rhys to see if he was going to say something to her, but he just remained completely stoic as Wade threw all sorts of profanities onto his face.
"Well..." The vice guild master, Adam, was the complete contrast to Edward. Even with Edward throwing everything he could get his hands on, he was just seated on his chair while elegantly sipping a cup of coffee — but judging from the bags beneath his eyes, he probably truly needed that coffee.
Of course, the bags of his eyes would not be the first one people would notice, it was his bright green hair that was almost showing a bright glimmer, the symbol of a Noble. The stronger the glow of a Noble's hair, the stronger the blood running through their veins — but they weren't necessarily stronger.
The purest Noble in the history of the world, Valeria Valeryevich, whose blood was rated at 79.6%; was stated to have hair that almost lit up the room. But she wasn't a fighter or an Explorer, however, and chose to live her life in isolation until she died of old age. And currently, her descendant holds the No. 1 spot of the one considered to be the strongest in the world, Sorokin Valeryevich.
Adam's hair, however, only had a hint of a glow in it.
"...This situation is sort of our fault, Adam," Adam sighed as he placed his cup of tea on the desk in front of him, only for the desk to be thrown away as Edward once again showed his rage.
"How!?"
"You recruited the man that killed his mother. And you also recruited his sister."
"You're the one who told me to recruit his sister!" Edward pointed at Adam.
"Well, if we did not, we would have even been more ostracized by the people," Adam stood up, "And also, if this goes to court, Cerberus guild will take a hit. We could have... but if they find out you recruited mercenaries to pretend to be one of us — we're done."
"Damn it!" Edward kneeled on the floor in frustration as he roared; thumping his chest like a gorilla and causing all the glass in the room to vibrate, "This fucking Lowborn is becoming a thorn in our ass!"
"Just leave them be," Adam once again let out a sigh as he walked away, "You should just focus on the guild, Ed. All this stress is doing nothing for your already receding hairline...
...I'll find a way to deal with the Lowborn."
***
"You seem to be getting in more and more trouble lately, Mr. Wilder."
"Ma'am."
"But I didn't call you here for any interrogation whatsoever, so...
...what exactly are you doing in my house?"
"...Dinner."
Somewhere on the outskirts of Old York City, just a few kilometers from a designated Danger Zone, Maria came home to find Rhys waiting for her inside her house.
"You deactivated my cameras, Mr. Wilder — you could have just called if you wanted my attention," Maria let out a small sigh as she placed the gun she was holding on top of the shoe cabinet before just calmly stepping further into the house, "And...
...how did you even get my address?"