The Martial Unity

"Mam, are you sure that you want to focus on the second floor today? It's not going to be easy clearing it at the moment. All the surviving bloodfury rabbits have grouped up densely rather than being more spread out than they were before. We would need to face hundreds, if not thousands, of bloodfury rabbits mam!"

There were several Martial Squires in a room listening to a conversation between their manager and their leader.

"It's a more attractive prospect than going down deeper floors at the moment," The red-haired woman calmly replied. "Floors become exceedingly harder to clear for adventurer parties when most of the floor is already cleared, that is why everyone is avoiding the second floor and going straight down to the tenth floor, correct?"

"Yes!" The grey-haired man whined, readjusting his spectacles. "There are more monsters herded together for less loot and plunder. It makes sense to go to deeper floors, that's what every adventurer party is doing!"

"It's because that is what every adventurer party and every individual adventurer is doing that makes it clearly the universally recognized superior option!" The man desperately explained.

"That is only true if you're trying to earn more money," She replied, unfazed by his vigor. "There is far greater competition in the deeper floors because no one is interested in defeating thousands of bloodfury rabbits to gain access to less plunder than you would gain access to if you only defeated a hundred monsters in the lower floors. If we go to floors nine, ten, or eleven; the three frontier floors, then we would also have to compete with other adventurers and adventurer parties!"

"With your caliber as an S-rank adventurer, you should have no problem!" The man insisted.

"Enough."

chill as she expressed a portion of her mental pressure in response to

retain his voice. "S-Squire Fren, I am the liaising representative of Ridlen Mercurite Co. Your patron. Desist from engaging in this

being a disgusting little worm in her eyes, he was right. The

or party that successfully clears the floor will gain a significant amount of prestige and esteem, which will naturally funnel to our patron, given how

bore the trademark of the Ridlen Mercurite Corporation. It was definitely the case that any attention directed to them would inevitably attention directed to the

beasts and monsters. Thus we will simply perform better and mitigate risks. Entering a dungeon is not a picnic, after all. I have plenty of sound reasons to go for the decision that

and readjusted his spectacles

Martial Squires broke

in our business?" A gargantuan man with brown hair tutted. "We don't tell them how to run a corporation, and they should stop

order us just because he gave us money

down, Darbun, Seli," Fren replied, not losing her composure. "It's the way things work here, things do not work here as they do in our homeland the Republic of Gorteau. Money is the heaviest currency in this nation, and we knew that before we came here. But to

our way this time, but it probably will be the last unless…" Another dark-haired Martial Squire remarked, drawing everybody's attention before continuing. "Unless we succeed in our claims and

narrowed her eyes, as she

Squires shuddered as their hair stood up on end as a tsunami of pressure crashed into

particularly weak, in fact, they were all A-rank adventurers in the Shionel Confederation according