The Martial Unity

The news came all of a sudden. Twelve countries announced the existence of the Serevian Dungeon as they got together to sign the Serevian Pact which specified the terms and conditions that the signing countries agreed to operate under when colonizing the Serevian Dungeon.

Soon after, the Martial Union and the Kandrian Royal Family published an announcement regarding the participation of the Kandrian Empire in the Serevian Dungeon wars as well as the cooperation of the Royal Family and the Martial Union in the colonization of the Serevian Dungeon.

“Finally!” Rui sat up in ecstasy as he browsed through his accounter.

[Announcement:

The Martial Union is commissioning Martial Apprentices above grade seven to participate in the Serevian Dungeon mission. The details of the commission are as follows;

Mission objective: The aim of the mission is to aid the Kandrian Empire in the colonization of the Serevian Dungeon. This includes protecting assets and territories but also the invasion of territories of other colonizers of the Serevian Dungeon.

Commission clientele: The Martial Union and the Kandrian Royal family.

The difficulty of the mission: grade ten.

Time period of the mission: Indefinite

Remuneration: Five hundred Martial credits per hour or nineteen gold and two silver coins per hour for grade-eight Martial Apprentices.

One thousand Martial credits or thirty-eight gold and four silver coins per hour for grade-nine Martial Apprentices.

Two thousand Martial credits or seventy-six gold and eight silver per hour for grade-ten Martial Apprentices.

Mission commencement: twenty-third of winter.]

“Woah.” Rui’s eyes widened at the remuneration. “That’s insane.”

Two thousand Martial Credits per hour was an extreme remuneration pay that Rui seldom ever saw in any mission.

“The Martial Union must really want its Martial Apprentices to go all out on this mission,” Rui murmured.

That was clearly the reason the Martial Union was incentivizing the mission to Martial Apprentices. It was going to be facing off against powerful Martial Apprentices from other nations, all of whom were going to be the cream of the crop. If the Martial Union held back, it would simply lose thoroughly.

“Damn,” Rui muttered excitedly. “This is going to be insane. Twelve countries?! Just how many powerful Martial Apprentices will I run into?”

“Many,” Julian answered his rhetorical question. “It seems this Serevian Dungeon was what you were referring to earlier when you spoke of a big conflict between Martial Apprentices. How did you even find out about it?” Julian asked curiously.

“Mission.” Rui waved his hand. “Do you know what featherblood mercury and nereneal flintstone are?”

“They’re too esoteric compounds.” Julian nodded.

“Yeah. I know that. I meant what are they used for.”

“Featherblood mercury is used for higher-grade healing potions, while nereneal flintstone is used for communication technology like you accounter, for example,” Julian explained.

“Interesting…” Rui muttered.

Both healing potions and communication technology were extremely vital for human societies to function in their current state.

“No wonder the nations are taking this so seriously.” Rui nodded. A city-wide dungeon nearly filled to the brim with purified featherblood mercury and nereneal flintstone.

The mission commenced in forty-eight hours. Still, Rui intended to get himself accepted to handle the mission. He had no doubt that the Martial Union would accept him with open arms. Why wouldn’t they? Rui was the one who had discovered the Serevian Dungeon and had already proven his capability in the Serevian Dungeon.

Even if it weren’t for that, he was a grade-ten Martial Apprentices. This held even more significance since the difficulty of becoming a grade-ten Martial Apprentice had risen significantly and the Martial Apprentices who were still grade ten even after the updation of the Martial Apprentice evaluation grading system were very few.

Furthermore, several of the techniques he had mastered were suited to the mission in question. His enhanced stealth capability as well as his sensory compatibility all bolstered by the Mindmirror secondary brain.

If he was not qualified, then no one was!

Rui immediately began hurrying up as he put on his Martial Uniform and mask, immediately heading for the Martial Union after having bid goodbye to his family. He didn’t know when he was returning, after all.

Once he had reached the Martial Union there already was a huge rush at the headquarters. Among the crowd was a large variety of Martial Artists who had most certainly come to inquire regarding the Serevian Dungeon mission.

Rui managed to squeeze his way through the crowd. He immediately headed towards the commission’s department.

“Excuse me.” Rui reached out to one of the staff members. “I would like to accept the Serevian Dungeon mission.”

“Will do, Apprentice.” She smiled briefly. “Age?” She asked immediately.

“Sixteen.”

“Martial Artist grade?” She asked.

“Grade ten,” Rui muttered.

“Name?”

“Rui Quarrier.”

“And finally, usually there needs to be proof of identity.” She nodded. “Please provide your Martial license please.”

“Ah Apprentice Rui Quarrier.” Her expression changed. “You have already been marked as priority recruitment in your profile. There will be no delay in the acceptance of the mission then. Please fill these forms and sign in the required places.”

“Done.” Rui drew her attention as she went through all of the pages.

“Thank you, Apprentice Quarrier.” She replied. “Here’s the mission bill for the mission you have accepted.”

Rui beheld the mission bill of the Serevian Dungeon mission with excitement. In his eyes, the otherwise normal booklet had been glowing and sparkling as it developed its own halo.

Without any further delay, he ripped open the booklet, breaking the seal in the process.

“Interesting.” He immediately murmured as his eyes lit up in eagerness. The mission bill began delving into the means by which the Serevian Dungeon had been discovered providing context to the Martial Artist who had chosen to undertake the mission so they understood as much as was generally possible about exactly what they were getting themselves into.

“Woah.” He remarked. “They’re even using some of the documented images that I had collected as a part of my mission, that’s cool.” He shrugged, as he read on.