The Martial Unity

Soon enough, the Floating Sect delivered. His fake license went by the name Frenklun, and that was also the name of the coachman that was scheduled to deliver a shipment.

Rui had already memorized a map of the entire city, so he had already planned out at what points he was going to intercept the carriage.

It was a remote street where there were hardly any people. He had also made preparations with the Floating Sect on what to do with the real Frenklun.

Soon enough, it was showtime.

Rui had long descended from Ajanta Island as he made his way to the Graheria Kingdom through the tedious route yet again.

He positioned himself at the interception point well ahead of time, waiting.

And soon enough, the time came. A carriage turned into the remote small alley street, being pulled by two horses.

Rui appeared in front of the carriage, stumbling, before collapsing to the ground. Frenklun hurriedly stopped the horses before opening the door to his carriage.

TAP

Rui gently bopped his hand against the man's neck. Yet even that little effort shook his brain enough to cause enough blunt force trauma to the brain, knocking him out in the process.

('Sorry about this, but I'll need you to go to sleep,') Rui felt guilt once he drugged the man. Soon enough, a Martial Apprentice arrived.

"Guardian Falken,"

he handed him the man. "Make sure you don't

about hurting innocent people who didn't consent

fewer qualms about doing the same against Martial Artists, the second they chose to stand and fight when they could lose their

random civilians was not something that he enjoyed doing. He quickly put such thoughts out of his

when they drove the horses to do various actions. He was glad that he

the storage carriage as he drove it, looking to gain a good

organic

recognized several popular esoteric substances and compounds that were ubiquitous in many

sciences meant

he had

walked up to him.

thoroughly checked through and even verified

"License."

to them nonchalantly, a minute later, he got both of

"Open the doors,"

two of them spent some time running

they were

"Go right ahead,"

immediately blasted off his Riemannian Echo the deeper he got into the establishment. He knew that the storage docking section was deep enough into the establishment and compound that he would be within the range

recorded every frame that his mind took before inputting it into his Mind Palace. He didn't have time to consciously review what every person was saying in real time otherwise he would miss out on some data that

eyes sharpened as he sucked

became a computer as it systematically sucked in information about his environment. The infrastructure, the