The Martial Unity

None of them were surprised at Princess Raemina's scorn for Prince Rajak.

As the Finance Minister and someone who sought to turn the Kandrian Empire into a communist regime where the government gained absolute control over the economy and capital, the very existence of the Underworld hurt her.

Randal's eyes glinted with disgust as he beheld inhuman hatred crumpling his sister's face. "He is definitely a bastard. I am not surprised he refused to even speak to us, considering how much he hates the Royal Family."

Princess Ranea snorted. "On that note, I'm not surprised Raul refused to indulge us as well. He probably hates us, too."

Prince Randal shook his head. "He is not capable of hatred. He just does not like us and does not care to spend any time with us. He would rather spend his days humping peasants."

"The reasons for their refusal are irrelevant to the agenda of this meeting," Princess Rafia's featureless voice steered the conversation back on track.

"You have yet to say anything worth addressing," Prince Randal snorted. "What alliance? What are our objectives? What is the scope? What is our commitment? And what do you do about the fact that we are, as the little ocean girl put it, literally at war with each other?"

Princess Ranea glared at him.

"Those are pertinent questions," Princess Rafia assured him. "The answers to your questions are rather straightforward. Our objective is to hamper Raijun's growth. The scope of our involvement as members of the alliance will be limited to aiding with sabotage and sharing intelligence on the Martial Prince. No other measure is necessary. As long as we pool our resources and work together to restrain his growth, we will succeed."

a sigh as he considered her

her inhuman rationality, her suggestions were exceedingly logical. The growth that Raijun had been showing over the past few months was too much

you remember that we are sworn enemies who would love to kill each other at any moment

even

seated at was rather large to ensure that there was distance between the princes and

He has put in immense effort to hide what is responsible for his growth, but there are several possibilities. An access to greater wealth, an access to greater authority, an access to greater personal power. He could

as?" Princess Raemina tilted her head, her wide eyes filled

Rafia remarked. "In the most extreme case, if he allowed a mind Martial Artist to hypnotize him for greater credibility and reliability, he

but it's too unlikely…It has to be something more simple. Something that would explain why the Martial Masters of the Martial Union have

Master in my faction informed me that one of the reasons they previously disapproved of him was because of his Martial Art or something like that," Princess Ranea frowned,

Martial Artist in my faction reported to me that he had been looking hard for a great trainer for many years before

are crucial pieces of intelligence," Princess

or any appearance at all. It's as if he doesn't want anyone to

you absolutely positive about the intelligence reports the two of

Ranea furrowed

her wide eyes

in his Martial Art…?" Prince Randal's eyes widened as realization