The Martial Unity

"That was unexpectedly not tiring," Rui murmured when the ceremony ended.

"There are too many people to keep waiting for too long," Master Deivon explained. "We Martial Masters alone make it not worth stretching the entire event for too long. Our time is too valuable, when we're not training, we're still working on important matters and fulfilling our duties."

"Then that means this so-called banquet is also not going to take too long, right?" Rui asked with a hopeful look.

"Ah, I'm afraid I might have to disappoint you," Master Deivon smirked. "The banquet is a part of our duties, so our time is well-spent."

Rui sighed. He had been fine with the banquet before, but after listening to what Sage Sariawar had to say, Rui didn't want to bother with such boring stuff. In fact, he wanted to skip forward to the Martial Contest immediately. He felt quite impatient to push himself against his peers, especially after listening to what Sage Sariawar had to say.

But alas, he was not the organizer of the Martial Festival, unfortunately. He would have to make do with it.

The banquet hall was gigantic, bigger than any other he had ever seen, not that he had been to many banquet halls in the first place.

An entire layout of food was present, and an absurdly luxurious buffet had been organized for all of the guests. Many began pouring into the hall, most of them being contestants who looked forward to having a hearty deal.

help but feel sympathetic to the Martial Squires who didn't manage to get a patron that could increase their appeal to

challenge of finding a powerful organization that possessed the resources to help Martial Squires grow stronger was quite great for most Martial Squires. Many Martial Squires were born in parts of the continent that did not have many Martial Seniors, meaning that the region they were in

reaching the Senior Realm were high. There was a proportion of them that left the Kaddar Region to seek superior

giving them the training and growth resources they needed like the Martial

the guests. The main contest didn't even need to strictly begin, the fact that each of the thousand of them had managed to overcome hundreds of Martial

grade-ten Martial Squires, and the minority that were grade-nine were cut from a different cloth from

thousand that were attending the banquet were the best of the best. It was just that those with patrons would receive

women, envoys, representatives, delegates, directors, and even

of them had impassive facades but Rui could easily sense that they were keenly scouring through all the contestants, looking for ones

as he actually spotted some

Commissioner Reze.

that was a trivial outcome, but he did not want to

subtle manner. At the very least, Rui could not express any

up within him. The Martial Union had countless envoys, diplomats, commissioners, and