Leonel took a deep breath. He had thought that having the 99% accuracy of his father's dictionary would make things a breeze. At least then, he wouldn't have to worry about screwing himself over by accidentally failing the mission requirements.

However, he could have never expected that the dictionary would be so vague at this time.

What did it mean to make King Arthur a part of history? Was it acknowledging that King Arthur was fake? In that case, how could King Arthur appear in a Zone?

According to Leonel's understanding, Zones were parts of past where higher Dimensions influenced the lower Dimension. Only by resolving these instances would these timelines smoothly integrate with Earth. Once this integration was completed, Earth would reach the equilibrium necessary to breakthrough and reach the next Dimensional Tier.

But, how did a… 'Mythological Zone' factor into this?

"What's a Mythological Zone?" Leonel asked.

[ *Ping* ]

[ Replying to Seed, a Mythological Zone is a legend of humans that has propagated enough to be on the verge of becoming truth. ]

Leonel's eyes narrowed. He was still confused…

He sunk into his thoughts for a moment. He still had to wait for the two groups above him to leave, so he really did have some time to waste.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed.

the gap between Dimensions was. If he remembered correctly, she said that one could say a novel was in the 2D while its

legend passed down through generations to the point he became a nice tale to tell to children. His stories could be easily manipulated

his legend down like a higher Dimensional world acting on a lower Dimensional one? In that case, wouldn't it meet the requirements necessary to cause a Zone

off in his

be normal individuals Leonel could handle with ease. Maybe only a handful would be like Joan or the

The number of enemies that could threaten

sucked in a cold

according to the dictionary. Maybe this time, Leonel would be able to find out

of her actions had seemed to make any at all… Uncle Montez had

many questions Leonel had had no choice but to ignore until

he released his Internal Sight in full force, his calculative mind rushing into

**

"Hear ye, hear ye!"

large bridge nose unfurled a scroll with a length of at least half his height. Judging by

young, able bodied men between the ages of 16 and 25 will

ruled. This wasn't the modern era, after all. If such a conscription happened in Leonel's time, people would likely be up in arms. But, in this era, it was a matter of honor. And, for young men like this, it was their chance to rise to a higher standing in

reasons. First, he wanted to enter a town

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