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.

Shionel Dungeon, it meant that whatever was inside the dungeon needed to be resolved by Martial Squires,

would be needed to

Voider could do

Martial Squire cannot rival one thousand Martial Squires. The Voider is impressive, but they cannot handle this

Industries combine forces, they could take it

great source of

however, had not

dead…" He murmured, putting both hands on a table

him had stood an ashamed Squire Yuna, lowering her head as

He murmured lightly as his expression

"Out of all the Martial Squires, your son fought to the very end. Even after all the other grade-ten Martial Squires perished, your son still stood strong, to the very

being the only one to survive, that too through such cowardly means. She decided to embellish Captain Deacon to be greater than he was. She erased the

Deacon's mask fell as he looked down, hiding his sorrow. "And

the captain from the back in a cowardly fashion,

Squire Yuna felt increasingly uncomfortable

the roots by himself

was different

quivering

was shuddering

tremendous amount of pressure from the

defeated the main roots by himself?" Chairman Deacon asked with