The Martial Unity

He wasn't sure how he was supposed to answer that. Of course, he most certainly recognized that it wasn't a literal question, even though he was tempted to reply with 'male homosapien', he did not think that the aloof Master would find that amusing.

"I'm not sure what that means," Rui replied. "I'm a Martial Artist, just like any other."

"Cease your lies," Her voice reverberated in his ears. "I have lived dozens of times your life. I have seen more than you could possibly even begin to fathom. I know how to differentiate between things that are like any other and things that aren't."

It seemed that she wasn't willing to buy his bullshit.

Rui grew more wary. She seemed a lot less down-to-earth than Master Deivon, who did not act so arrogantly with him all the time despite being two Realms above him. However, her status and power were far greater than even Master Deivon's. Perhaps it was too much of him to expect to be able to be relaxed around her.

If she found out his secrets, especially the one of being from another world, he did not think it would go well. Even if the best possible outcome happened and she worshipped him instead, that was still a terrible outcome in his eyes. He did not want to become the object of devotion and worship of a religion as powerful as the Virodhabhasa Faith.

"I don't know how to answer that," Rui replied. "As far as I'm concerned, I am a Martial Artist who pursues his Martial Path out of personal ambition and love. My Martial Path is… powerful and obscure, but it's not as though there aren't other Martial Paths like that out there."

Tokugawa Ieyasu existed, after all. Furthermore, if he wasn't wrong, Squire Meera was also certainly cut from another cloth as well. He had a decent idea of what her Martial Path was, and it was arguably even more absurd than his.

She simply stared at him with her sharp eyes, not so much as changing a shade.

Rui grew nervous, but he hoped that being a Virodhabhasa Seed, and Master Deivon's heritor would ensure that she does not cross a line.

closed her eyes and continued

here?" Rui asked with

like Rui had predicted, she could not do anything to him because it did

was good, because if she did kick him

a pass, he sharply realized that hiding in the pocket of air around Master

other outcomes of returning with a pass,

Squire Meera was fighting off several grade-ten Martial Squires, and much to his admiration, she defended

to the next round, becoming easier targets than someone with an absurd Martial Path

the table, gaining a pass before heading back. Unlike Rui, they were unable to sense the pocket of air that could serve as a good hiding place because they did not

became greater, the individual burden that each pass holder had to bear reduced considerably. Allowing them

grade-ten Martial Squires, these Martial Squires did not have to actually defeat, overcome, or

the fortieth candidate got their hands on the pass, serving as

WHOOSH!!!

The storm disappeared.

"Woah!"

"Oof!"

balance, having been resisting the storm this entire time,

glanced