"5%!?" The disciples frowned slightly. While 5% was not too much for each of them, she was asking 5% from EVERYONE.

That meant that she could essentially foster her daughters into monstrous adventurers that would take all the best quests.

Even Natash was shocked at her request.

'Holy crap, if she does get 5% from everyone, her overall resources will be more than an Elite disciple.'

"Ahem! Shiro, let's not be too hasty now. 5% is a bit too much don't you think?" Natash reminded.

"It's only 5% out of everything. It's not like I'm asking for 50% from everyone now am I?" Shiro grinned.

'F*ck! If you're asking for 50% then you might as well rob the faction vault!!!' Natash thought as she felt the urge to throw a table at Shiro.

"Fine fine. I won't do 5% then." Shiro shrugged since she could see the reluctance.

"In that case, how about 2% from everyone? That should be within reason right? After all, I am offering a level 60 set equipment. Think about the resources you can earn with such armour." She chuckled while eyeing all the disciples like they were walking bags of money and resources.

One by one, the disciples started to nod their heads since what she said was logical.

A level 60 set of purple grade armour will no doubt bring them more than 2% of their resources. However, there was still the problem of who will get it in the end.

"If we participate, who will get the item?" One of the disciples shouted out.

"Hm… good question. How about… whoever lands the hit that brings my HP down to 30%?" Shiro smiled.

Looking at each other, the disciples realised that this was indeed a good chance. If they pay just 2% of their resources, they can just wait till the last moment.

"Wait!! You said 2% but how long for and do we have to pay all at once." A disciple asked suspiciously. From what he saw when Yin made Erick sign a contract, it was so ambiguous that Yin had essentially robbed him blind.

If Shiro did the same, it could be 2% of all of their resources over the past 10 years or perhaps forever. If that was the case then everyone would become bankrupt.

"Tch." Clicking her tongue, Shiro narrowed her eyes at the disciples that pointed out her loophole.

Seeing her reaction, all of the disciples who had wanted to join realised that they were about to get robbed and couldn't help but thank the male disciple in their mind.

"Fine. 2% of your resources over the next 2 years and it can be paid in monthly instalments that is at least 2% of that month's resources. You can pay more if you wish and I'll decrease the debt that you owe." Shiro replied after a short moment.

"2 years is a bit too long. Make it 1." The disciple smiled.

"1 year is a bit too short. You can forget about the event then." Shiro smiled back.

Hearing her response, the disciple paused for a moment since this wasn't what he had expected. From the information that he had gathered, he knew that she was low on resources and needed more.

The fact that she revealed a level 60 set armour, meant that she valued resources more than equipment.

Hence why even if it is for a year, she should still be willing.

Suddenly, countless hateful glares were shot in the disciple's direction.

"Elder! Ignore him! He doesn't speak for all of us! We'll settle with 2 years."

"Yeah! Ignore him Elder! He's full of crap!"

Hearing some of the disciples speak out, the others soon followed since they didn't want their competitors to get an extra edge over them.

Some of them even persuaded themselves by thinking that it's just 3% for a chance of glory. while others would just follow along with the mob mentality since their chances increase if other people are there to take the fall first. After all, the risks of losing is much greater if they're alone.

"But I don't know if I should continue now. It's a level 60 set armour after all. Now that I think about it, I might be able to get more resources if I use it myself." Shiro furrowed her brows and acted like she was conflicted about what she should do.

"How about I give you 3% then!" Someone shouted out as the others nodded their heads in agreement. Tilting her head back, Shiro closed her eyes and pretended to think.

'It's a shame that it's only 3%. Some what hoped for 5% but meh, it's better than what that dipsh*t suggested.'

"Mn fine. 3% from each of you over a 2 year course." She said after a short while.

Jumping down, she started to pull out blank contracts and wrote down the details before passing it onto the disciples. Naturally, she made a present day printer secretly and pretended to pull it out of her inventory.

While she was distributing the contracts, Natash widened her eyes seeing the eager students and quickly sent a message to Freya about the current predicament.

Once every signed the contract, Shiro nodded her head in satisfaction.

"Hmm, I think the arena's a bit too small for all of you, don't you think?" Shiro tilted her head. The total amount of contestants in her 'little' event was over a hundred disciples. She couldn't even fit ten of them in a stage never mind a hundred.

"Freya's got you a place sorted out." Natash called out as the corner of her lips twitched a little.

After messaging Freya, she got a reply later that said help Shiro with whatever she was doing. Hell, she even rented the city arena for Shiro to use if she had too many participants.

"Really? Well let's wait for them to finish this event first shall we? After all, we don't want to stop their chance of entering the faction vault now do we?" Shiro smiled kindly.

The disciples couldn't help but feel grateful for her suggestion. With this, they'll have two chances at obtaining something great.

"If you say so. The city arena has been rented out for a whole week for you." Natash nodded.

"Ah before I forget, you might want to be careful since what happens in the arena will be broadcasted. Whenever there is a fight going on, a notification will be sent to everyone who wanted to be notified and they can use a simulation pod to watch the fight. Unless you want the other factions to study you intently, don't reveal to many trump cards." She continued.

"It's ok, I understand." Shiro smiled. She had always been holding back since it wouldn't do her much good if everyone knew that she was literally a walking arsenal of weapons and technology from the future.

Returning to their seats once more, they waited for all the disciples to finish their matches. However, due to the fact that they had a chance to win a level 60 set armour from Shiro after the faction recruitment, they held back a little to make sure that they were at full power for her battle.

Meanwhile, word started to travel around talking about the new elder giving the A group a chance to win a set of level 60 purple grade set armour.

"Hey have you heard?"

"Yeah I have. It's insane."

"Un. What a shame thought. If I was in the A group, I would have joined as well."

"Of course! Who wouldn't? It's just 3% after all. Nothing compared to what you can get if you win the armour."

"Though I don't think it'll be that easy you know?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well you heard of her two daughters, one's called Yin and the other is called Lisandra."

"No I haven't. Go on."

"So the things is that despite the fact that they're only level 51, they can take care of higher level opponents easily. One has an insane fire element that no one had seen before and the other is highly proficient in her swordsmanship."

"I don't see what's wrong with that."

"Oi, let me finish. So both of them can take care of higher level opponents even though they're only level 51. The mother/elder is the same level as them. But this is where something is fishy. Even though the girl had an insane fire element, which she had lost control of from what I've heard, the elder was able to shatter her attack easily with a single ice needle!"

"No f*ckng way. That must be an exaggeration."

"Who knows. There won't be smoke without fire so some of it must be true. Which means the mother is also abnormally strong."

"You do have a point. But all they need to do is reduce her to 30% health right? Just wait till she's near that and then attack her."

"Do you think that you're a genius? Of course a lot of people will think that. But with so many people hanging behind, do you really think she wouldn't abuse that fact even though she can fight higher level opponents?"

". . ."

"You see the problem now?"

"Yeah. But even then, I'll still fight since it's a level 60 set armour for god's sake. Think about the benefits. Plus, it's not like you can die in the arena. As long as you're not killed in one shot, the formation will send you out the moment you reach critical HP."

As rumours spread, it naturally reached the ears of Lyrica, Madison and Silvia.

"The hell!?!?! When did she have two daughters!?" Lyrica raged as her eyes seems to be filled with murderous intent.

"Calm down." Madison smiled wearily since she knew of her friends interest in Shiro. Plus, she had to admit that she too was rather interested in why Shiro suddenly had two daughters.

"How old what she again? Who the hell even went that far." Silvia frowned as she was more concerned about the legal side of it.

"The same person who's about to lose a d*ck when I see him." Lyrica replied while checking the edge of her sword to make sure that it's sharp.

"They must be adopted or something. With Shiro's personality, do you really think that she'll find love and have children? The two are also level 51 so there is no way that Shiro gave birth to them. If so, even if she must have been bloody pregnant in the w.o.m.b." Madison rolled her eyes.

". . . That is true." Lyrica nodded as she sat back down.

"I say we go have a look at this fight with our very eyes." Silvia suggested.

"Agreed." Both Lyrica and Madison nodded their heads.

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