"I'm very strong," she insisted. "I'm a Martial Senior. Martial Seniors are very strong."
Rui chuckled. "I'm afraid Martial Seniors aren't as strong as you might think. They used to be strong, once upon a time. But now they're a dime a dozen."
"Then how strong do I need to be?" Ria asked with a determined expression.
"Hmm… the Master Realm sounds about right," Rui remarked with a thoughtful tone. "When you become a Martial Master, you may go wherever you want and live your life however you please."
Amare turned towards Rui with knitted eyebrows, as if she didn't like that. But at the same time, she understood how absurd it was to try and control a Martial Master daughter. It was simply too overbearing. Although the relative power of a Martial Master in civilization had diminished significantly since the Age of Martial Art, they were still far too powerful to try and deprive them of agency.
