Want to form an alliance

The guard stopped at the entrance and motioned Abraham to enter the "house". As he went in he was immediately greeted by a thin man who kind of looked like a traditional scholar "Welcome to the assortment ceremony sir. What is your name?"

Abraham tried to compose himself as much as possible and said "My name is Tyrain." but after his answer, he got confused because he understood what the man was saying and the more terrifying part was he answered him in a language he didn't know before.

the former Abraham and now Tyrain started to sweat buckets. The man had the same slightly smiling face as before "Your entanglement with your war rune seems weak. A pity I was starting to like you anyway the reason you can understand me is because of my innate soul technique. Don't think about it much you will learn about it in the coming days."

After their weird encounter, the man led him to his temporary room and added "You can't join in today since it is already late. Tomorrow get to the courtyard before the sun rises. May your stay here bring you great wonders"

Tyrain didn't know the culture here so he just closed the door to rest after a long day of travel. Meanwhile, the scholar man was getting back to his post with a wrinkled brow as he saw a piece of paper that said "Great prospects heading your way." But he got no reading from his karma compass but he would have to wait and see.

Tyrain didn't immediately go to sleep instead he immediately opened the book that Liam gave him but he couldn't understand anything and learning a new language in a month wasn't even possible.

Tyrian didn't feel down at this discovery instead this feeling gave him inspiration. He remembered the downfall and his mentality then but he would change his fate this time no matter what because his motivation was greater than money or fame it was eternal life. Everyone dreamed of living forever once or twice in their lifetime. He was no different.

The next morning Tyrain went to the courtyard as instructed by the scholar where he found all kinds of people.

Tyrian was amazed at the composition as he saw people in their 70s to 2-year-old babies held in by maids that weren't all of them from different parts of the world like the far-east, Middle East, Africans, Europeans, and South America from what he could gather.

By his estimate, the number of people here was about 300 -350. From this will the people who can become cultivators are almost 30 people, but He knew this wasn't a competition. He saw people mingling with each other and seemed to have formed their own groups based on their language.

Tyrian thought about isolating himself but he knew wouldn't get any benefit from doing that he didn't want to join a group and limit his information. After a little scouting, he found a group of people that fit his goal the best.

Tyrian put on his best smile as he approached an elderly white woman and introduced himself "Hello madam you seem to be alone."

The elderly woman beamed after seeing him. As she was old the newly formed groups didn't want to include her but if she could rope in this man she could have at least one reliable person.

Seeing her happy expression he knew he caught her. He didn't have to ask her to form a group with him. After some chatter, the woman asked "I will get right to the point kid. Want to form an alliance."