The Martial Unity

The post-mission wing of Martial Union headquarters was large. It had to be, after all. Many, many missions were completed every day and each mission had post-mission protocols that needed to be completed. The Martial Union needed to procure reports and statements from the Martial Artists before official confirmation could be provided.

A lot of Martial Artists returning from missions usually gathered in the wide wing as they handled the final protocols after the mission ended.

The wing was divided into different sections for different Martial Realms, each Realm of Martial Artists had its own dedicated post-mission facility.

That was why all the Martial Apprentices in the Apprentice post-mission facility were surprised when they felt the faintest Squire-level aura in the facility.

That was strange.

They all frowned.

Squire-level Martial Artists were not supposed to be in the Apprentice post-mission facility.

What was even more strange was that it was muffled. As though someone had snuffed it. Yet, they could sense it. It was unmistakable, every Martial Apprentice knew the aura of a Martial Squire quite well, after all.

Yet, when they turned around to see what was happening, they only saw five Martial Apprentices walking towards them. None of them were emanating the faint Squire-level. No. Instead, the Squire-level aura came from a bandaged corpse that one of the Martial Apprentices dragged along the floor.

It took them a few seconds to process.

Corpse. Squire-level aura. Martial Apprentices.

facility froze. Every Martial Apprentice stared at them with

strange hair and strange eyes. They were pitch black. It was what allowed him to be

support staff. "I need to deliver the target of the mission."

recognize the

a trophy." He replied. "It's evidence. I would like

"Evidence of...?"

fact that we

ignored the commotion that his words sparked as they all quickly finished

up. "Catch you guys

completed the post-mission protocols, he moved on after bidding

had a lot of thinking to

I do now?" He

ten or so days since he came out of training. Yet, it

shook his head a bit. ('I don't

He also wasn't as smooth and comfortable using his skillset as perhaps he would like to

techniques without the minimal amount of experience supplementing them, his awareness and control of his power would slip. He would be ineffective and even unstable. Just

had other things he wanted

to go as far as to transcribe all of it into the Kandrian dialect so that Julian could help him understand the esoteric science unique to the world of Gaia.

the scientific foundation that he had inherited from Earth. If that were the case, he would be a fool not to look deeper into the research data procured from

especially valuable because the truth of the breakthrough to the Squire Realm was still something that was concealed

research data that he had procured from the research facility would be the two things he would