The Martial Unity

The election had arrived.

The Shionel Merchant Guild grew extremely busy, even more so than it was due to the Shionel Dungeon. The various branches and offices across the entire nation went through a multitude of logistical preparations for the event.

All manners of campaigns decorated the entire country as the two most popular candidates by far fought for support from the various members of the Shionel Merchant Guild.

The Shionel Merchant Guild included the most successful and wealthiest merchants in the nation to the humblest of service providers. Any person who supplied goods or services to an open market was considered a merchant, within the nation, and they were all entitled to vote for a candidate for guildmaster.

Thus, although the voter pool did not include non-merchant citizens of the nation, because of the sheer proportion of the country's population that technically and officially counted as a merchant, it still meant that many many millions of votes would be cast across the entire nation.

Many people excitedly witnessed as the two greatest titans of the nation clashed with each other. Guildmaster Bradt had previously domineeringly won every election despite Chairman Deacon's best efforts. However, this time, things truly could go either way.

The many electoral debates that the two of them had were intense, as the two of them challenged each other in an intricate battle for rhetorical and optical victories in the eyes of the voters.

All was going just fine for both sides until it wasn't.

News of the massacre of the one thousand Martial Squires associated with Deacon Industries spread like wildfire across the entire nation. It was an absolute shock, perhaps more shocking than any other news regarding the Shionel Dungeon that had come out prior.

One thousand Martial Squires had all died on one single floor!

It was shocking because it meant that there was a threat level in the Shionel Dungeon so profound that it could kill one thousand powerful Martial Squires.

Dungeon, it meant that whatever was inside the dungeon needed to

needed

Voider

thousand Martial Squires. The Voider is

Deacon Industries combine forces, they

only served as a great source of gossip and entertainment to millions

Deacon, however, had

murmured, putting both hands on a

lowering her head as she nodded

son…" He murmured lightly as

the very end. Even after all the other grade-ten Martial Squires

only one to survive, that too through such cowardly means. She decided to embellish Captain Deacon to

as he looked down, hiding his sorrow. "And his

confirmed. "He decapitated the captain from the back in

the room grew dark as Squire Yuna

fought all the roots by himself and even radiated a Senior

was different

quivering

shuddering

gulped as she experienced a tremendous amount of

roots by himself?"