The Martial Unity

The climate changed as the days passed. It was a sign that they were getting increasingly closer to the main continent. The journey was more cumbersome because there was a lot that needed to be transported back, after all.

Yet, eventually, they finally reached their destination; the port town of Farund that they had set out from.

Even from a great distance away, Rui could experience the familiar feel of the Kandrian Empire. The site of modern civilization, alone, felt relieving and refreshing. While living on Vilun Island was an experience unlike any other, it was not familiar nor comforting.

It had been only days since he had been relieved from his duties, yet Rui felt quite relaxed and comfortable. While the freedom that he got in his G'ak'arkan Tribe mission was great, the responsibilities; were not so much.

Now, he was back to being just another Martial Squire.

And that felt natural.

('I can't wait to see everyone back in the Orphanage now,') Rui's smile grew more eager.

He hadn't seen his family for ten months. He had to admit, that he was sorely missing them.

('That reminds me, they said that they had a surprise waiting for me back home,') Rui was curious about that. He wanted to know what it was that they were keeping in store for him.

('Well, post-mission protocols first,') Rui groaned.

The post-mission protocols for this mission were going to be painful, that was for sure. He highly doubted he could get away with just an hour of paperwork like he normally did.

The second that they reached, he immediately leaped off, reaching the dock.

time. The Martial Artists quickly followed suit, each getting off even before the bridge between the ships and the dock had

for post-mission protocols too?" Kane

best to finish it off as quickly as I can and then head home

into the air as they sky-walked at a swift pace, heading

the familiar old security check-ups before letting

filling up the statements and

extensive process for both of them. They had to go over ten months' worth of events and they couldn't skip out

Martial Union had received routine reports from all of the teams and departments of the settlement

Martial Union and the G'ak'arkan Tribe, the coldness of Senior K'ahru, and their swift

had to describe his actions and executive decisions during the settlement construction on the island. This was the period that he was the most busy

they would employ with the K'ulnen Tribe. He especially needed to describe his battles in detail, which

deliberation with the G'ak'arkan Tribe, and eventually

four hours later,

his report was far smaller and lesser than that of Rui's. He was merely acting as a shadow-class Martial Artist; a covert agent and an operative. He also had been largely free and jobless for much of the time that he had spent

of the

to waste any

And he didn't.

before he dashed off at top speed towards the Quarrier

fifteen seconds,

wind announced his arrival to