Rui wasn't a fool, and apparently, neither was the G'ak'arkan Tribe.
('Let me, a Martial Squire rest because I'm a guest?') Rui chuckled.
Currently, he was inside a hut in the village of the G'ak'arkan Tribe, sitting on a bed, contemplating what had happened.
('As I'd expected, the Martial Squires were aggressive and prideful, but that man… He kept his cool and smoothly delayed my plans after he confirmed that I was too strong to be dealt with by them,') Rui noted.
Of course, he recognized that Martial Senior.
Even without the Mind Palace technique, he would not possibly forget one of the three youngest Martial Seniors of the G'ak'arkan Tribe.
('Hm, there may be some deviations from expectations, this early…') Rui sighed.
The intelligence on Senior F'ahru, the youngest Martial Senior out of the three Martial Seniors of the G'ak'arkan Tribe was limited. Unfortunately for Rui, there wasn't too much data on the man in previous diplomatic negotiations with the G'ak'arkan Tribe.
