Dimensional Descent

Chapter 223

Leonel's mind went blank. Was he really going to die here?

He was unwilling. Even more unwilling than he felt when his bloodline shackles tried to force him to take a step back. He was continuously roaring in his heart.

However, his body was really in no state to move. No matter how unwilling he was, there was a limit to what will could accomplish.

'He's still alive?' Lamorak raised an eyebrow.

He still didn't manage to kill Leonel after going all out like this?

Just when he wanted to swing again, though, a voice suddenly called out to stop him.

"Hold on, Sir Lamorak. There's still some value in questioning this young man, don't you think?"

"Questioning him? For what, exactly?"

"Don't you think there are still some odd points about this? If he really was a spy, his actions are a bit too odd. Plus, I'm sure you know it's not possible for our Camelot to not have a single spy within it, right? With such a high value spy like this young man, why would he come here on his own instead of relying on one of those connections to establish a footing first?"

Lamorak felt that Aliard's words made sense.

actions. The moment they began to question him, he suddenly became defensive and even jumped

he had already assumed Leonel to be a spy. But, from another

turned resolute as he raised

what

are even more points in favor of him being a spy. Your [Paranoia Fog] spell forces one to reveal their inner thoughts. It's clear that not only is this young man hiding something, but judging by his initial

isn't a person who forgives easily. Even if he doesn't retaliate, his heart will never

It's better

words. Even if he wanted

he did so. It wasn't that his body had healed, but rather that it took a lot of his mental faculties to enter this space.

just staying here to the end. Maybe death would

unwillingness swelled in his

liking pain. At the same time, it wasn't like Lamorak was

it so much that even with all the pain ravaging his body, he still had emotions to spare for

good was that? Fury wouldn't do him any good. If anything, it would probably

need… to

being able to were two completely different concepts. No amount of will could mend his bones and flesh. His body was a complete

to speak of was shocking enough. Maybe if his spirit wasn't so great, his

hanging in the air above him. It looked like a maze of golden and silver lines. If one had to explain it in just a few words,

Art of the Force Crystal Mine Core. It was about 99% to completion, but

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