The hall was completely quiet. The criminals who had previously been loud were suddenly staring at the ground and the scent of blood was still in the air.
But Mentesh only changed his position. It looked like he didn't think this was much more important than a spilled drink.
Mentesh looked back at the prisoners and he waited until one of the cadets came up to him. He received a rolled-up piece of parchment from the cadet.
Unrolling the scroll, he said, "I'll start assigning groups now."
There was an immediate stillness among many of the inmates. Mentesh's attention dropped to the parchment.
"If your name is called, you will be placed in a squad under the command of a squad commander of the Dark Division. The survival of each of you from this moment on will mainly depend upon those standing around you."
Immediately, Mentesh began calling out names.
"Bai Bai; Sanae Yaktine's unit. Meilin Kura; Geng Xuefeng's unit. Dov Asher; Mae Yongsun's unit."
As Mentesh proceeded down the list, he named criminals one after another and the room filled with many emotions. Some individuals showed signs of anxiety, some were relieved while some were very nervous.
Abruptly, Mentesh's voice became very quiet and slow as he called out, "Assad Amore".
Assad slowly raised his eyes up.
"Sanae Yaktine's unit."
Mentesh continued without missing a beat, "Aurelia Anno."
Upon hearing this name, Aurelia's friendly voice lit up.
"Oh?"
An enormous smile was placed onto her face.
"Please tell me that I got the pretty boy."
To this, Mentesh did not even raise his head to acknowledge Aurelia's request.
"Hell yeah, you did! Sanae Yaktine's Unit!"
"Oh my Goddess! This is fate!"
When Mentesh called the last name, he slowly began to roll the scroll back up to close.
Mentesh's eyes scanned the room one last time, seeing that half of the people in attendance were very nervous while the other half was upset and angry about the unit assignments.
Some individuals had wasted no time in accepting their fate.
Mentesh looked at the prisoners as though we was looking at some corpse.
"You have now been assigned to your groups and you will depart for Nami Lan in exactly one week."
Mentesh continued to stare at the prisoners with his eyes in a narrowed position.
"If I were you, I would spend the week telling your loved ones goodbye, praying for protection from our goddess if she is still listening to you. The majority of you will not return alive."
Mentesh stood up, turned and left without saying a word; the meeting was over. However, before anyone could move, a strange transition took place in the meeting room.
Assad had a slight frown on his face and was noticing a slow increase of attention directed at him. The reason for that?
Amore.
Amore was not a surname that would go unnoticed by people; they were a prominent and esteemed family known for developing their very own cultivation method from the ground up and making a mark in history, and so the obvious question arose as to why one of the supposedly direct descendants from Amore was in this hall arrested.
Geng Xuefeng was standing off to the side and, narrowing her eyes at Assad, had a curious look on her face. Next to her, Sanae was caught off guard and was staring at him a tad too long. Geng then quietly whistled and nudged Sanae lightly on the shoulder, grinning playfully at her.
"You're so lucky to get yourself an Amore," she said.
Sanae's eyes continued to watch Assad.
Sanae's expression turned immediately serious, and she quickly pushed Geng Xuefeng's hand off of her shoulder.
"Do not touch me. " Her voice was very cold!
Geng Xuefeng blinked in surprise at the suddenness of this event. Without waiting for any reply to her words, Sanae simply turned and started to walk away.
Geng Xuefeng watched her leave before a grin slowly spread across her face.
"Oh… I forgot. People who are failures do not accept compliments very easily."
The only thing Mae Yongsun did as she stood nearby was to give a little sigh.