There he stood. The idiotic red-head who acts like he wants everyone dead. "Erza, your already here," Tigra said a little shocked. Erza smiled and then turned serious. Tigra saw the change in her expression and sat down at his desk whilst Erza sat on the red couch.
"Tell me Tigra, are you the only survivor?" Erza asked whilst looking up at the ceiling contemplating her thoughts.
"Yes, because I was too weak and haven't had any talent for learning martial arts as well as not being able to cultivate, my father told me to stay here and take care of our home and lands," he said with tearful eyes.
Erza looked at him feeling the pain he felt, knowing how the loss of loved ones can drastically effect the person experiencing it.
"It's not that you don't have talent, it's because all your meridians have been completely blocked," Erza calmly states.
"What do you mean completely blocked?" Tigra questioned. He was confused and wanted to know why his meridians were blocked.
In this martial world, a cultivator is born with twelve meridians, but the cultivation technique they inherit or decide to use can increase their meridians. For example, Erza's cultivation a divine technique called, 'The golden dragons seal,' which has three-hundred-and-fourt-eight meridians. All together, Erza has three-hundred-and-sixty meridians in her body. The more meridians a cultivator has, the more likely they would be able to break the chains off their souls from keeping them as normal mortal into immortals. After becoming an immortal there are six more levels till the person can achieve ultimate power. No one has been able to surpass into the seventh level so it is seen as a mere legend.
"Usually a cultivator who has unopened meridians give off a small, weak and light aura , however, your ones seem to be completely blocked so it's not emitting any aura at all, in addition there is dark spiritual energy rapped around your meridians, meaning someone has purposely used some type of demonic technique to block all your meridians," Erza explained.
As Erza has entered the first level of the immortal realm called the Xin-realm, she is able to see how many meridians Tigra has unlocked and sense the type of energy surrounding the meridians.
Tigra looked at Erza completely dumbfounded, "What do you mean? Who would do this?" Tigra questioned, he was fuming with rage.
"That I do not know, the people who know may have already been eradicated," Erza simply said whilst looking at Tigra.
"Are you trying to imply that the ones who did this to me are my own parents?! My own flesh and blood?!" Tigra screamed. Erza expected this reaction when she spoke of this. Indeed she was implying his parents, but decided to choose her words carefully.
"I never said it was your parents, I said I don't know who it was but may have been killed after my father had ordered the execution of all the demonic sects in Elkia," Erza quickly saved herself.
This made Tigra even more angry as he could not get revenge himself but he quickly composed himself.
"Every official has a maximum of ten-thousand men, I would like you to lend me your army for when I need it and in return I will take out the demonic energy out of your body and help you unlock at least one of your meridians, but you will have to be able to at least advance to level three for you to unlock one meridian," Erza suggested.
Tigra immediately agreed, "Of course, I will do anything to be able to cultivate!" He eagerly agreed.
"And also, I would like you to join my personal court as a subordinate and become my disciple," Erza said.
Tigra thought for a few minutes, becoming a disciple means helping his master with any of their troubles, so Tigra will basically give up all his power to Erza and personal serve under her.
"Fine, if it means I will be finally not been looked down upon by my own people in the town I own," he finally agreed.
"I will dispel the demonic energy for you later in the afternoon after I set up the array, the first task as my disciple I would like you to train your physical body and change your diet," Erza said whilst getting up from the couch. Tigra nodded keenly and replied, "I'll tell my cooks immediately."
Before Erza stepped out the door she said, "Don't forget to send some level three beast blood and a paint brush to the plain open space in your back garden, I'll set up the array there." With that reminder, Erza immediately left to go and see how Mikasa has progressed.