The Martial Unity

Life had become a blur for the four royals ever since Rui Quarrier had been unveiled. One moment, Prince Randal ordered his Martial Masters to attack, and the very next, a gash had been inflicted on him and his half-sisters.

It couldn't be helped. The Martial Masters and even Rui lived on an entirely different speed, at least as far as combat was concerned.

That was what may have taken a lot of time for them in combat and might have been just a split second for the royals.

He had been hurt in a split second and seemingly simultaneously been fed a healing potion, which he was duly inhaling.

It was a lot of blurred darkness.

It was like a bad dream.

In fact, Prince Randal desperately hoped it was a bad dream.

Perhaps he had nodded off the morning of the assassination, having a horrible nightmare caused by his nervousness. Perhaps everything had gone smoothly, and this was a nightmare he was having later that day.

Perhaps he was just dreaming stuff up; maybe Rui Quarrier didn't exist at all.

"So what's it going to be, Your Masteries?" Rui Quarrier's voice broke him out of his stupor. "Our heads the cost of the royals…or a sensible retreat to live another day?"

Prince Randal's eyes widened as he gained a better inkling of what was happening.

He glanced at the Martial Masters covering him. Their teeth were gritted, and their expressions were grave.

'…Are they actually unable to kill them and protect us at the same time?' Prince Randal grew bewildered even as he healed himself.

He didn't understand.

The Martial Masters looked deeply conflicted.

Of course, they were entirely unwilling to let any harm befall their marks. Yet, at the same time, they did not want to let Rui Quarrier walk away alive. Especially not when he impertinently held a recording device that had been recording everything that had happened since the Voidreaper entered the meeting.

The air was tense.

to rush over and kill

maintaining his calm, ready to ensure that the four royals bore witness to the Martial Embodiments any chance he

relaxed on the chair, rocking

even a minute

Masters struggled to make a

asked with a severe tone. "Kill

that simple, Your Highness," One of her bodyguards

bodyguards. They were paralyzed as long as it was compromised, paralyzed because they

yelled. "Just three of them!

Randal's voice was

their bodyguards, they were deeply unqualified to do so at that very moment. While Prince Randal possessed a much more thorough understanding of Martial Art and combat dynamics than his sisters, he knew that he didn't couldn't hold the dimmest

away the most qualified out of

at this moment, their powerful minds were furiously considering their combat circumstances. Their eyes were fixed

could engage in. It allowed them

to Prince Randal, Rui had

grin cracked at the edge of Rui's mouth as his eyes shifted across

clear, although he didn't

protecting the royals

composure. I leave the decision to you. Whatever the outcome, the four of us will

"Hah," Rui snorted.

"Responsibility will

voice was

grew grave at

inquire what he

absolutely irrefutable proof that they had aimed to

had them

something that they could withstand. If the Martial Union found out that they had

even want to think about what would