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.

keep up his oath. He was sincere when he had 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

it was best

narrowed as the

he would

closed his eyes,

deep determination lit

Highness," his chief of staff contacted him

artifact projecting

has just invited you for an official deliberation regarding its

Rui Administration. It was a rather formal invitation to discuss

Martial Union hadn't told him anything about it. Master Zentra was one thing, but it was rather strange

he really not know if it

was undoubtedly powerful enough to have a voice in this panel of Masters that would collectively address Rui. The

dawned on him. "When

sir," His chief of staff remarked with an

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

grew more certain of

remarked, getting up hastily. "Send me the

at which he was traveling was so great that it looked like

want to leave whoever it was that he would be speaking to waiting. That was why he even activated his Martial Heart along with Gale Force Breathing and Outer Convergence, reaching

of course, using a fraction of their full

his eyes as he spotted a structure on top of a

the Monastery of Mysteries, a place for meditation built by the Martial Union that