"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?"

Rui calmly replied. "You don't seem too

"I knew that there was a high chance that you would enroll those two

he had friends in the Martial Union, from his faction presumably, who could get things

Martial Apprentice instructor, and

you commissioned me despite that," Rui

straightforwardly. "And in my judgment, you haven't attempted to sabotage Crea or hold back in your training of

you think

you very well, of course."

as he watched Max and Mana finally enter.

not." He snorted. "I'm not a fool to reveal something that could

Rui replied

to get in, it was always a long shot and they were aware of that. They had five more attempts each with

failure would probably be good for

but that too

death, was something that scared him

the deterrence of the entrance exam, to prevent people who would be scared away by even a statistically low probability of death from applying. A

head. "I've done everything I can, I need to trust

was out

Martial Academy and were guided to the first phase of the entrance exam. It was

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

and mustache. Even his eyebrows extended, curling down. He was escorted by two

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