The Martial Unity

"Your Highness! We have received inquiries and appointment requests from more than a hundred distinguished economic and political tycoons!" His chief of staff exclaimed.

Rui smirked.

Just as planned.

"Ensure that each of them receives an appointment within the month," Rui replied. "In the latter half of the day, preferably. I'll leave the scheduling management to you."

"Understood, Your Highness."

Rui grinned, amused, as he went through the list of those who were once of the faction of the four royals that he had eliminated from the competition. They had considered him fairly, something that they would not have done if they had known that he was the reason that their favored candidate had dipped from the race and ran away with their money.

He certainly didn't intend to tell them.

No one would believe that a prince who had recently entered the race would be able to arrange for the immediate removal of four of his competitors. It would be an extraordinary level of competence to eliminate powerful competitors so quickly.

While the other three princes would undoubtedly work hard to reel in as many candidates as they could, Rui wasn't too worried that they would be able to exceed his efforts. If they failed before, there was no reason to think they would succeed, especially when they were in a tougher spot.

Rui sharpened his eyes as his mind furiously raced to make considerations of the future. He had a clear vision of what was to come and what he was to set out to achieve.

His political goals were to quickly monopolize each of the freed-up patrons, donors, and benefactors from the four former factions. Eventually, he intended to wring away at least seventy-five percent of support from high-ranking government officials.

This way, there was absolutely no chance for any of his competitors to succeed at becoming Emperor.

sworn the oath to Sage Sayfeel, and he doubted that the powerful Martial Sage would allow him to go back on his word even if

the case, it was best to prepare

narrowed as

failed, he would become

Rui closed his eyes, shaking

opened them, a deep determination lit up within

chief of

artifact projecting her voice.

Martial Union has just invited you for an official deliberation regarding its patronage of your

rather formal invitation

Masters standing behind him of the Martial Union hadn't told him anything about it.

'Would he really not know if it was just a bunch

impossible. The Ranging Sect was undoubtedly powerful enough to have a voice in this panel of Masters that would collectively address Rui. The fact that he didn't know meant

eyes narrowed as realization dawned on him. "When is

chief of staff remarked

tone made it clear she didn't appreciate the Martial Union summoning Rui without prior notice, expecting him to drop

grew more certain of his

go," He remarked, getting up hastily.

top speed. The sheer speed at which he was

was why he even activated his Martial Heart along

Master Ceeran, and Master Iskan effortlessly kept up with him, of course, using a fraction of their full

a structure on top of a

the Monastery of Mysteries, a place for