"You're pronouncing it wrong!" A woman hissed at Rui. "It's H'ahmatouoho, not H'ahmatoooho!"

"H'ah-H'ahmatouoho?" Rui stuttered.

"Not bad but do better!" She glared at him, seemingly uncaring of his status as a Martial Artist.

If not for the fact that Rui retained the patience and maturity that came with fifty-nine years of life, he may very well have lost patience with his highly passionate linguistic trainer in his training of the Vilun dialect.

Rui struggled with the tongue-twisting number of syllables that every word seemed to have. Even a simple greeting had as many syllables as a normal sentence in the Kandrian language.

"I would like to revisit the wisdom of relying on a translator." Rui straightforwardly told Carl.

"Nice try, but no," Carl replied, amused.

"Senior Ceeran could rely on a translator," Rui pointed out. "Why can't I do the same?"

"Senior Ceeran easily has enough clout to do away with having to learn a dialect," Carl honestly replied. "Learning new languages is too difficult for him and is far too not worth his time as a Martial Senior. The first point entirely does not apply to you, and the fact that you're an external member of the Martial Union does not help you either."

Rui sighed as he resumed his training with the linguistic trainer.

society. They were highly primitive in every sense. Their developments as far as theoretical, esoteric science and technology were practically non-existent with the sole exception being their mysterious and albeit much inferior version of the Squire

concept of economics was non-existent, their geography was limited to that of the island, their history was not well documented and recorded, and their sense of

was also highly limited. As a citizen of the Kandrian Empire, there were vast amounts of information that could and was communicated regarding matters of the world they lived

be said for the Martial tribes

of reality was fundamentally

listed down on a single page, if one really tried hard. They fought, they ate, they

complex and sophisticated language of the Panama Continent, Rui didn't think that he would have

soon if I'm not wrong," Carl mentioned to him once the Vilun dialect learning session came to

"Indeed," Rui sighed.

with each other and had dispensed with formalities as they focused on preparing Rui as much as possible for the diplomatic

Derun's office when the time

here right on time,"

Martial commissioner,"

seat," She waved at it. "I've heard

doing my best,"

you're growing, you will achieve the desired results within a third of

the Mind Palace technique has allowed me to memorize all the data that would otherwise have to be painstakingly studied,"

She nodded. "I called you here today to finalize your

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