The Martial Unity

"Welcome aboard the Veomine Eagle, sir," A man wearing a naval cap with the emblem of the Martial Union said as they boarded, bowing. "I am Captain Crartas, the captain of this ship."

"Pleasure to meet you, captain," Rui replied with a smile. "I believe the journey to Vilun Island will take ten days?"

"That's correct sir. This ship is an Eagle-class ship with an occupation capacity of five hundred passengers and a storage capacity meant to carry goods that would enable medium to long-term inhabitation aboard the ship. Furthermore, this ship possesses battleship grade hull and thus also weighs us down, slowing us down in the process" The man replied seamlessly. "Therefore its speed isn't its strong suit."

"I get it, it needs to be able to handle a hit or two in case the diplomatic mission goes awry," Rui instantly figured.

"Yes sir," The man gave Rui a measured stare.

After all, whether it took a beating or not depended on whether Rui was able to do his job as he was expected to.

"I presume we won't be able to take a straight route to Vilun Island, correct?" Rui asked as he looked at a map placed in the conference room.

"Not exactly, sir, there will be several deviations in our route to avoid the many landmasses in between the Kandrian Empire and Vilun Island," Captain Crartas turned towards the map, himself.

It was large enough that even though it covered the entirety of the Panama Continent, Rui was able to have a clear view of all the landmasses between Vilun Island and the Panama Continent.

There were countless such islands in the ocean.

Continent was a half-eaten cookie with eaten edges and the surrounding islands were chunks and smaller pieces of the cookie. They grew

was an interesting

the continent to break off, causing all kinds of

for a few seconds before

what it was, it wasn't as though it would ever affect

till the journey begins?"

the diplomatic team, the security team, and the

"Hm…" Rui nodded.

of these teams was there to facilitate the mission in their

help him with any and all needs regarding the actual diplomatic mission. In the past month, he had spent some time with them just enough to get a bare basic understanding of each other so they didn't get in each other's

This was a considerable investment of Martial capital from the Martial Union, but Rui understood why they had offered

security of a Martial Squire team protecting them, Rui and Senior Ceeran would not be able to focus on the mission of worries about their security. Furthermore, neither of them was particularly effective at

at ease. Especially when there were Martial Squires engaged in

the middle of the completion of the mission in order to successfully complete it. It was reckless and stupid

part was that because both the technology and diversity of Martial Art of the G'ak'arkan Tribe were highly limited compared to that of the Martial Union, the technological measures and systems that were employed to gather intelligence were going to be much more

his comms device. "The assigned heads of the diplomatic and the security team are on their way here, sir, I imagine they'd want

nodded. "I look forward to meeting them, they are valued assets on this mission,

enough, a man entered the conference room where the two of them were. He wore a Martial uniform of the Martial Union, but Rui sensed his concealed Squire-level aura coming from