The Martial Unity

Rui sighed to himself in relief, he was quite happy that he didn't need to injure the hippogriff while completing his mission. Thankfully, he nailed the timing and was able to latch onto it in a position where it was unable to do anything about him. The timing he had managed to nail with a predictive model he had created for it. He had exclusively used the predictive model alone without the adaptive model since the latter was not very reliable against non-human opponents.

Something he had yet to fix.

('It's not like I've been using the VOID algorithm much recently.') He sighed. The last time he had used it was against Kyrie in their spar, but it had been quite a while since he used it on a mission. It couldn't be helped, after all, his opponents were too weak for him to employ his strongest weapon. So far, he had only fought groups of high-tier Martial Apprentices.

He sighed. Only once he got to a higher grade would he undertake missions that featured actual Squire-level combat assets. Whether it be Martial Squires, potion-amped humans, or war weapons that could threaten even Martial Squires. All of it would come with grade four missions and above. That's why he was grinding through the easy missions quickly and perfectly, he would get to where he wanted to quicker that way.

He heard light chirps as the little hippogriffs tried waking their mother up, distressed. Rui sighed, putting on a mind mask of positivity as he approached them.

"Hey, who do we have here?" He cooed at them as warmly and non-threateningly as he could, trying to calm them down.

He only needed to keep them there until the team arrived. Thankfully, it wasn't long before the team from the Ministry of Environment and Ecology arrived. Eight men had trudged traveled up the mountain in motorized carriages, carrying some equipment with them.

"Squire Falken?"

Rui nodded. "What's going to happen

habituated when deemed ready." The officer told him as they began strapping up the hippogriff and putting the cubs into crates. Rui was satisfied with the care they were

safe and unscathed, thus

He sighed.

the closest thing to a challenge ever since he had begun his streak of missions. Grade three missions simply weren't

three grade-three missions exceedingly well. He estimated there weren't too many more he would need to finish before he got upgraded to grade

was a better alternative than trying to seek real-life combat but he already knew it wasn't. No matter how

one experienced when one fought a battle with high stakes, if he didn't routinely expose himself to that pressure and temper his mind under that weight, he would become increasingly rustier as

to compromise on, and his actual effectiveness in real combat was one of them. However, it wasn't just about combat effectiveness, it was also about his Martial Path. He would not be able to go much deeper down his Martial Path if he did not have

need

through the air as fast as he could towards the Mantian region and the town of Hajin. He intended to reach the town immediately and undertake another mission as soon as

completing the post-mission protocols such as writing statements and a report. Once he was done with the annoying paperwork, he

need to

in towards the offense class section, skimming through the available missions. He ran into an interesting mission

[Offense class mission: Destruction