"Good luck." Rui wished them with a gentle expression. "Do your best and look out for each other. Good luck."

"We'll make you proud, big brother."

"Yeah, we'll definitely get in, just you watch!"

Rui smiled with pride and affection, hoping he did a good job hiding his anxiety.

"Off you go, then." He sent them towards the long busy line of applicants, inspecting their competition. As predicted, they were all taller and bigger.

His senses swept through the area examining them carefully. ('Any Martial Apprentice applicants...?')

His eyes narrowed after a moment. ('Just one.')

When he applied, there were five.

Well.

Technically four, since Nel wasn't a Martial Apprentice, but he was as strong as one without a doubt. This made the difficulty of the entrance exam much lower, something Rui was relieved about. In his senses across the entire area, he had sensed several Martial Artists of various Realms, including a Martial Senior.

"So." Colonel Geringan's voice came from behind him. "You're seeing your siblings off, are you?"

replied. "You don't seem too

strides in his military garb. "I knew that there was

Colonel Geringan had already divulged that he had friends in the Martial Union, from his faction presumably, who could get things done

Apprentice instructor, and why, through his sources within the

you commissioned me despite that," Rui commented lightly,

replied straightforwardly. "And in my

you think I

possible, I didn't know you

Rui sighed as he watched Max and

course not." He snorted. "I'm not a fool to reveal something that could affect her performance. I don't intend

about right," Rui replied before turning and

about Max and Mana failing to get in, it was always a long shot and they were aware of that. They had five more attempts each with an additional year of training and growth. He was sure that under his

would probably be good for tempering

hurt, but that too was not a problem in

something that scared him a lot for

would be scared away by

his head. "I've done everything I

he was

were guided to the first phase of the entrance exam. It was in a large hall, they had entered at one end of the hall, with

was a line of Martial Artists in the uniform of the Martial Union, with tables with boxes on them, filled with something they couldn't see. Time passed until the hall grew jam-packed with thousands of

old man emerged from the other side with a long flowing beard and mustache. Even his eyebrows extended, curling down. He was escorted by two Martial Artist bodyguards that intimidated anybody from approaching too close to

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