"This should be it."

He murmured as his eyebrow raised at the poor small hut in front of him. The structured looked so frail that Rui wouldn't even need to use an Apprentice-level technique to completely demolish it.

He knocked on the door lightly.

"I haven't finished preparing myself, the night hasn't begun yet, please wait."

Rui hadn't even the faintest idea what those words meant, they were literally in a different language. "I'm the Martial Artist from the Kandrian Martial Union who has accepted your commi-"

The door clicked, instantly swinging wide open.

Rui found himself staring at a young beautiful woman, who stared right back at him with disbelief and elation.

"Miss Fria?" Rui asked.

Rui's eyebrows rose as he saw a tear flowing down from her eye, she seemed choked with emotion.

"Are you okay?" He asked, seeing that she clearly wasn't.

can't believe you're here. I ca-" She choked

He was quite happy that she spoke Sanskrit, however. For now, he just tried to move things along as smoothly as

said. "Take things slowly. I believe you wished to speak to me

pull herself together at those words.

in the past three years had done wonders for his height. But it was more of a hinderance in

torn sofa that looked like it had been extracted from a land dump. "Would you like something to

want to get sick on an international mission, and

my outburst earlier...

it's not a

I had been informed that my commission had been accepted although they refused to share

myself either." Rui told her. He hadn't taken off his

a grade-ten Martial Artist?" She asked, concerned. "You

Artists were so powerful that there very presence

the air grew tauter and perilous for

loosened his control on his emotions just a little. However even that tiny bit inspired an immense amount of terror in Fria as she understood the Martial Artist before her

assured

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