The Martial Unity

Rui walked down the crowded path in a rural district of a bustling town. His attire was…strange, to say the least. He wore things he never had before. A dark Martial Art attire, with a cape-like dark robe over it.

A hood extended over his head, covering his mask-adorned head. He looked like he was trying to cosplay as darkness itself. It was very embarrassing, but Master Reina insisted that it was just right.

Today, he was not Rui Quarrier.

Today, he was the one who had come to kill Rui Quarrier.

Today, he was the Voidreaper.

The assassin that hunted other assassins.

He set himself into that mindset as he took on more silent and darker body language. Yet no power, not even the slightest ounce of threat, could be felt like him. Amongst Martial Artists, that was perhaps a sign of weakness, but amongst assassins, it was the reverse.

It was a sign of power.

Assassins were not showmen; they did not flex their power or lethality in broad daylight to inform everyone around them of their threat.

They did not draw attention.

Despite his get-up, not a single person in the bustling flea market so much as turned a head towards him.

He was invisible.

He had activated Greater Phantomind Void to throw any and everybody off his trail.

Eventually, he stopped, having arrived at a certain inconspicuous shed.

Most would never deign to pay it attention.

That was precisely why his contractors had chosen this as a place to conduct the briefing.

When he extended his senses inside, he found that Riemannian Echo was still reluctantly able to sense through it. Their security measures were not the absolute best that he had ever seen, although they were still extremely good.

That gave him even more clues as to who he was dealing with. He quickly made a few adjustments to the evaluations of the probabilities of the identities of his employer.

CLACK

the narrow door as he

was the

Yet, it was guarded.

verification," A masked Martial Master coldly demanded from

thought flashed through Rui's

would be no need to mask a Martial Master if they were not native. The fact that this is even being conducted in such a

for a second, before reaching in to his robes, pulling out a little token,

His voice was distorted.

little trick Master Reina taught

as

that he was unable to sense the Voidreaper's

The Master nodded

was a token that had been provided to Area Crina, which Master Reina had returned to bring back to Rui

was a large, well-ventilated, and well-lit room filled with

one would expect to see in the flea market that occupied the

draw his attention nearly as much as the various

with a curved blade sheathed at

man whose face was covered with an extravagant

woman with a voluptuous body with scarce clothing that

whose hands were larger than Rui's

did

with their

ones who were chosen to

alarm when he dispelled Greater Phantomind Void, appearing out of nowhere in their

he wasn't unaware of the powerful stares boring holes into

They weren't pleased.

had made a silent declaration, conveying a message that

could kill you whenever,

blow to their

must be the notorious Voidreaper, eh?" One of the more chatty

were equally veiled, hiding

you're really strong. And

The air grew electric.

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