The Martial Unity

He had arrived much quicker than he had expected. However, he had been transported in a much faster vehicle than a normal horse-pulled carriage. He assumed it was something powered by some esoteric technology, but he didn't have time to think about it. He didn't want to be distracted.

Yet even he couldn't help but marvel at Vargard, the capital of the Kandrian Empire. It was truly spectacular. The core of Hajin was an impressive trade hub but Vargard looked like some futuristic-fantasy utopia. It really sold the image as the capital of the Kandrian Empire.

"How far is the designated housing dormitory, instructor Kyrie?" Rui asked.

"Not too far in distance." Squire Kyrie replied. "But I'm afraid it will take some time."

Each representative was supported by Squire staff from the Academy, Rui had been assigned Kyrie and Dylon.

"Relax kid." Squire Dylon told him, waving his hands. "No need to be in a hurry or worry. The housing arrangements will be quite luxurious, I can tell you that."

The Martial Contest was not an event that would end in a single day. Each round was designated to take at least a day. Thus, the entire contest would extend over four days.

"Will I be in the same dorm as the other representatives?" Rui wondered.

Dylon sneered at him. "What else? Did you expect the Academies to give you different luxury rooms in different parts of the town?"

"No..."

"The dormitory housing is quite close to the Martial Colosseum, you're all gonna be kept close by so that it's convenient and there're no complications." Dylon shrugged.

"Isn't it weird to be living in the same block as your competitors?" Rui asked, amused.

"It's how things were even when I was the representative of the Hajin branch." She replied.

"I see." He shrugged; it wasn't a big deal.

As time passed, they finally arrived.

The Martial Colosseum was gigantic. It stood tall and mighty and could be seen from kilometers away. Its architecture reminded Rui a lot of ancient Roman architecture back on Earth.

At a location not geographically far from the Colosseum was a facility that had the emblem of the Martial Academy.

that it?"

"It has everything you could want. All training facilities you could need if you want to practice and warm up. That's

training for the Martial Contest at all. There was less than twenty-four hours for the contest to begin. He knew there was absolutely nothing more

arrived, they quickly got

member greeted. "Please allow us to guide you

Rui." Squire Dylon said. "Try to catch some

before they splitting ways with the

other representatives arrived yet?" Rui

"The representative of

of Vargard

Roschem.') Rui

would run into

they reached

The staff attendant informed. "If

Rui replied

was rather large and luxurious. The bag of clothes he had packed had already arrived ahead

"Good service." he nodded.

doubt there was nothing discomforting that could detract from their prime

muttered.

relaxing in it. He felt his weariness and fatigue melt away. He had

wouldn't mind spending

something to eat. I'm famished." Rui

the food to be great too. It'd been quite some

with instructors

constantly shifting his thoughts and concentration to the Martial Contest as much as

got out, dried and dressed

knock at

He frowned.

the door?

his vision landed on a short petite