Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Four figures silently stood on the Imperial Capital's south main road's sidewalk as they watch a convoy of the noblewoman they saved from a bandit ambush disappeared in the congestion of passing people. A moment of silence before the only man in the four opened his mouth.

"Let's go now."

"Okay, Michael."

After Lucy's plain response, the four of them started to walk through the capital's main road northbound to reach their destination. They didn't have to ask someone for directions because they already knew the way to get there in the memory of Raphael since he got there before.

They walked with constant speed and plain gait… but there's still one unavoidable problem.

"Whoa. Look at that group."

"Isn't it full of beauties?"

"I never seen someone that beautiful before…"

"Who are they?"

"I just saw them coming out of that noble's carriage… better not involve with them."

"Man… got jealous of that guy. Being surrounded by those beauties are just…"

"Should we ask them?"

"Calm down, man. That guy looks strong."

"Look at those ample badonkers…"

(Ample what?)

Wherever they go, they attracted too much attention. Every sway of their clothing, people around stared at them in fascination. There presence alone are something to be called worth beholding. Before they depart from the dungeon, they already anticipated those things to happen.

Almost everybody turned their head as the four walks by. Man or woman, no gender didn't waste their time observing the view. Seeing new level of beauties, they peel their gazes off to the ones who bear it.

Murmur there, clamoring here. Talks of praises and envy rained towards them wherever they go.

"Looks like we still gained lots of gazes despite our effort to cover it." Uriel blurted out her dismay.

"Yeah. Being stared was really uncomfortable to feel." Gabrielle anxiously said in agreement.

Before they get off of the carriage, Gabrielle and Uriel put on their hoods already to hide their beauty. But it didn't seemed to work, although the garments they used to cover hid their heads, it didn't manage to hide their shape.

Once a man spotted a woman with a finely shape figure, they constantly peek at their faces to check the owner of that divine body. For that reason, they attracted many eyes to feast on their desirable dimensions.

"Just ignore them. If anything happens, Lucy's there for you."

"He is right, ladies. I'm here to protect you two."

The four deliberately ignored people's thoughts of them as they move forward towards the place they pointed out. Clearing their minds from the praises and opinions they got.

They passed some stalls and establishments owners shouting the name of products and services they sell on their way. Some even gave free stuffs like grilled skewers to the girls as if an offering to local pagans.

There were had the nerve to ask them out but either got refused flatly and coldly or scared them out. For those who were persistent got a fist or dragged by the roaming guards.

Not long before their steps reached their desired destination. They ceased their feet in front of a massive three story grand building. With height so high that made the group to look at the sky. Right now, they are in front of this continent's Adventurers' Guild main headquarters.

"Prepare yourselves, everyone."

Michael leads the way to the building's entrance, followed by the girls. They passed an opened massive double doors before stepping their foot on the concrete floor of the first floor of the establishment.

"…"

As they entered the building, some of the people stopped from what they are doing to give them a look. Many adventurers and guild staffs were enticed by the view of the ladies in the group.

Not also for the ladies, some females in the area were struck dumb by Michael's attractively manly face.

It's pass 2 o'clock in the afternoon so the spacious lobby didn't have that many people. Many adventurers are on their designated missions for them to fulfill or challenging the Imperial Dungeon.

Since it's the biggest building of the guild throughout the continent, the numbers of people present in the hall still exceeds a hundred. The people there are just minding their own business until Michael and the others came in.

As the four silently walker towards the counters, a muscular man approached towards them. The man is tall and bald, covered with slash scars over his body. No one tried to stop him, indicating he's the currently strongest one here.

They four stopped their feet to face the ruffian-looking man.

"You got some beauties there." The man sneered. "How about joining my party instead of thi— Ugh?!" But before he finish his sentence, Michael finally made his move and stared coldly at the beefy man.

Thud.

After a thud, an unconscious man lying flat on the cold floor.

"Hey? Did that man defeated him?"

"Did the alcohol distorted my eyes already?"

"What's just happened? He's an A-ranked adventurer, you know?"

"I don't know, man. I didn't see anything at all."

The adventurers around gaped and went on commotion upon seeing a rare sight of a veteran adventurer collapsed on the floor on nothing. They didn't saw one of the four move so it made them wondering what just happened.

Suddenly, the teammates of the unconscious man rushed furiously towards the four. Michael stared them at the eye and the history repeats itself.

"Hey, you there! What did you— Ugh!"

"Ack!"

"Oof!"

Thud. Thud. Thud.

But before they even get near, all the members of a B-ranked adventurer party one by one fall into the surface like a lonely puppet lose its manipulative strings. It wouldn't be an exaggeration if someone said they fell like a dying leaf blown by the autumn winds.

Seeing the strongest party in the lobby mysteriously wiped out, no one dares to approach the four again. The evidence of trampling a hornet' nest are just in front of them. Of course, the observers don't want to experience the same destiny as the sleeping men on the cold floor.

Creating a commotion inside the guild is strictly forbidden by the guild and the Imperial Law. Not only a demotion of rank but also the fine and fees for the collateral damages.

For their party to avoid such punishment, the decided not to use brute force or move any muscle. Before the situation resorted to violence, Michael ended the conversation in a peaceful way. So peaceful that it made the opposing party soundly slept.

What Michael did was what an ominous monster did the same to Raphael a few moons ago. That ominous monster was the Indestructible Lizard.

After Raphael completely burned the lizard to the ground, he got its dreadful Unique Skill, the Unique Skill: Fear Incarnation. Fear Incarnation consists a skill called Dread Fascination, a skill that immobilized a target upon inflicting fear on sight.

But the word 'immobilized' can only be applied to relatively strong entities. If casted on weaker ones, the terror sown was too much for their minds to contain and handle. Therefore, causing them to fall unconscious or even worst, death.

Since Michael knew those adventurers were too weak that they will undoubtedly die if he activated Dread Fascination uncontrollably, he greatly weakened its fear power to the point they can only suffer unconsciousness and avoid fatal error.

He did not only inflict fear but also repeatedly whispered some words of advice on their very minds in an endless loop until they woke up.

Michael and the group silently glanced around the lobby to find out people stared at them with wariness and cautious in their eyes. They also felt some concern towards the sleeping party. Some even sneered at the bodies like they deserved what they got.

(Are this party well known in a negative way or something?)

"…"

A moment later, a few adventurers approached the scene slowly as if not to step on a lion's tail. They are approaching not to confront Michael and the others, but to dragged the slumbering men to the side.

"Excuse us." Said an adventurers as he dragged a man by feet.

They dropped dead in the middle of the chamber so they have set them aside. Seeing dead flies laying on the table was not good in the eyes. That's why they have to bug them off.

"I apologize for the disrespect they had shown to you." Suddenly, a male guild staff talk to them with an apologetic expression. "They are really pain in the ass in the guild. They always harassed newcomers and caused disturbance."

"…It's no problem with us." Michael said.

"Can I ask something." Seeing Michael nodded, the staff continue. "Just what did you do to them? I don't see any of you made a move."

"…That? Just Intimidation?"

"Intimidation?" The staff repeated Michael's word.

"Yes."

"If you say so…" the staff scratched his head as walked back.

Supposedly no one will approach again, Michael turned his head to his colleagues. "Hmph, let's move on." Said Michael before they start walking again as if nothing else happened.