The Martial Unity

The idea of some unknown entity conspiring with Guildmaster Bradt send a chill down his spine. However, his deductions were not without merit. If Guildmaster Bradt truly was the sole mastermind and the sole cause for the strange disappearances of the esoteric ore deposits as well as for Esosale Suppliers, then he would have had plenty of reasons and incentives to be more straightforward, open, and even flashy about it.

Yet he didn't, even if it was very much for his interests. That means that he probably was not the sole mastermind responsible for everything related to these recent events, if there was another entity that was also responsible for this with differing interests, then it would explain why Guildmaster Bradt has not acted on his interests alone. He has a partner who is aiding him with this. Maybe even more than one!

('But what exactly is that serpent gaining from this supposed partner or partners?') He furrowed his eyebrows as he thought long and hard about it. Passing the anonymous registration policy amendment was not something that was to his benefit since being famous was better for garnering greater prestige and influence than being shady, thus the passing of the anonymous-registration policy amendment may have been for someone else.

('But wait, that hypothesis doesn't make sense either,') The man gritted his teeth as he grew engrossed deep in thought. ('Why would Bradt use his limited and precious decision votes to pass a bill for someone else, even if that person is a potential partner? Are the profits from the monopoly of esoteric supplies really worth it?')

Of course, Guildmaster Bradt would also gain the advantage of hampering his opponent, but just those two conditions alone couldn't be worth passing the bill.

('There has to be something else,') He couldn't help but feel quite certain about this evaluation. There was just far too much that was off here. He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

('No,') He shook his head. ('It doesn't matter. Regardless, what I must do wouldn't change. I need to find the way that he is acquiring all those esoteric supplies through, and then destroy it, or at the very least render it obsolete.')

Regardless of what had happened behind the scenes, what he needed to do had not changed. He could not allow the one and only chance that he had to break away from the guildmaster's stronghold over political power to be taken away from him.

truly a blessing from

way to gain access to a huge supply of esoteric resource deposits,') He noted to himself. ('Martial

was relatively certain that the guildmaster had not found a way to get around this

using Martial Squires for sure, furthermore,

As long as they were inside the country, they were within his

quantity of Martial Squires. That would have been noticed by now and is far too conspicuous to hide.') He shrewdly noticed. ('Furthermore, even with the sense-jamming properties of the Shionel Dungeon,

was compensating for a lack of

probably few, probably lesser than five if I had to take a guess,') He tutted with a grim

Artists made it harder to find them, as opposed to a small battalion of Martial Artists

really only two ways to go about this, from what I can see. I need either need to track their identity

were going to be difficult. He could tell who were this or these Martial Artists were, they were either extremely powerful

Or both.

eye on the floors of the dungeon wasn't going to be enough in and

that fucking snake,') He