The Martial Unity

The two of them had been walking for quite some time. There was no point in sprinting when they didn't have a destination yet. Furthermore, Rui needed time to scan his surroundings and explore direction along all three hundred and sixty degrees around himself. He didn't bother reading all the space curvature all around him within a certain radius. Instead, he focused all of his reading in one particular direction at any given moment, sweeping across his surroundings across time by individually scanning each direction to the maximum distance, replicating Radar mechanics.

Thus he needed to take his time, if they traveled too fast, then he wouldn't thoroughly be able to sweep his surroundings. The two of them chatted a bit more about lighter topics before Rui paused, abruptly turning his head forward.

"What happened?" Kane grew more wary and vigilant. "Is it a monster?"

"Not exactly," Rui murmured. "I think I just happened across something interesting. Let's check it out."

He began picking up the pace heading towards the strange stimulus he felt in his sensory sweep.

It wasn't long before he reached it. He narrowed his eyes, as his expression grew more grim.

Kane quickly caught up as well, his eyes widened as he too beheld what Rui had sensed. "Is that a human?"

Rui nodded. "A corpse, but…"

even need to complete his words. The corpse had a sickly black color to it, which immediately suggested poison or

normal human being, when he was alive,"

should have been

of the Adventurer Ring town due to the sheer pressure that the dungeon exerted on their psyches. That meant there was no way for humans to enter the Shionel Dungeon without suffering traumatizing and crippling fear and stress.

The old blacksmith that Rui had met in the town of Hajin, as well as some remarkable men in the Shionel Confederation

being had made it so deep into the

human being one such remarkable person who

being?" Kane gasped, before cringing at the disgusting rotting odor while he knelt down to take a good look at the corpse. "You're right, these remaining scraps of clothes are not those of the Martial attire of a Martial

those of a Martial Squire. Martial Squire attire was made out of very special esoteric fabrics that could at the very least survive their power, even if they could not offer any

body is most certainly not that of a Martial Squire. It's not a Martial body, it's that

it at the dead skin of the corpse. The motion immediately opened up a tear in the

would not be that fragile," he remarked with narrowed eyes. "On top of that, observe the muscle tone and definition and body fat to weight percentage, it deviates from Martial Squires. This person has never undergone the equivalent of the Foundation Stage of

makes this discovery even more bizarre. How on Earth did a non-combatant human

the question that begged itself to both of them. Neither of them could understand how such a thing came