The Martial Unity

The impacts of the second Senior-level conflict between the Kaddar Treaty Organization were vast. Far more vast than anyone partaking had expected.

"What did you say?" A deep masculine voice boomed across a large throne room adorned with ostentatious decorations.

The throne room was adorned with many seats, each more extravagant than the last the further towards the opposite end of the entrance they went.

The king of the Graheria Empire sat on the giant gold and silver throne at the very end.

General Dereftar gritted his teeth and endured the reproachful eyes of the many royal dignitaries who presided over the meeting.

"General Dereftar," The king addressed the Martial Senior. "I asked you a question. How did Senior Ferin perish?"

"…A fourth Martial Senior of the Floating Sect killed her before we realized it." The man clenched his fist as he squeezed the words out of his mouth.

"I'm afraid I don't understand," The king replied simply. "How did the three of you fail to notice an attack from the enemy until after it killed Senior Ferin? How did Senior Ferin fail to miss such a lethal attack?"

Yet the general knew that the king's mood was anything but simple.

Or perhaps it was simple.

Simply furious, that was.

"It was… a sound-based attack, your majesty," The general straightforwardly.

The king was not impressed by that statement, it meant nothing to

Art techniques are difficult to detect after execution," The man explained. "We usually rely on sensing the inception of the technique rather than the sound itself. For us to have not noticed it means that the Martial Senior could not have launched it within half a kilometer of Senior Ferin, otherwise our senses would have alerted us

Artist that killed Ferin had

only a Martial Senior could do. To hit a bullseye from that far without

He hesitated.

The king asked, narrowing his

healing. I suppose it's possible that he was an all-rounder, but all-rounders aren't supposed to be that powerful in

was killed, resulting in the loss of one of our precious few national treasures. On top of that, the Floating Sect now has an extra Martial Senior

inwardly, the reproach from the

question." The king sternly

correct, Your

allowing the truth to finally settle

and frustration

was one of the worst outcomes possible. The probability of such a thing happening had been estimated to be

him that such a thing was impossible was the same man who was now telling him that that very impossible thing had

throne, walk down there,

far. Martial Seniors were too precious to the kingdom for him to even risk going too far

the problem

just weapons, they were also people.

a loyal member of the military. Loyalty was something that was well-trained in the military. He had risen through the ranks as a Martial Artist and had been

Dereftar." The king addressed

"Yes, your majesty?"