Before he knew it, three months had passed, and the Temple came into Fugaku's view.
Inside, Otsutsuki still came and went in great numbers. The Temple's main hall was like a fortress for the clan.
He entered a vast room marked Merit Hall.
Counters stood in neat rows at the front of the Merit Hall. Fugaku watched for a while.
People kept going to the windows to turn in supplies they had seized or claim credit for powerful Sea Realm foes they had killed, earning merit points in return.
Fugaku walked over to an empty counter. The Otsutsuki attending it looked rather old.
At least, by Fugaku's reckoning, he was no longer young.
"Young man, what have you come to turn in?"
Fugaku waved a hand, and several sealed heads appeared on the counter.
"I wiped out a Pirate Crew. I'd like to trade these heads for some merit points."
The attendant nodded, picked up a scanning device, and passed it over the heads.
"Sea Realm Awakening Level Ten Pirate Crew, the Storm Pirates. Rock. Nina of the Storm Pirates."
A mechanical voice rang through the hall. Many people turned to look in surprise, and the elderly Otsutsuki attending Fugaku was taken aback as well.
He had heard of the Storm Pirates. They were formidable even among Awakening Level Ten fighters, and their members all wielded fearsome techniques.
He had not expected the man before him to have killed them all.
"Impressive. You wiped out the Storm Pirates. Those bastards killed plenty of our people on the Boundary Domain Battlefield. They're worth a fair amount of merit."
"It's a shame you don't have their Warship. I hear the Storm Pirates' main cannon used a Supreme Energy Crystal that held terrifying power."
The old man narrowed his eyes at Fugaku. "A