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.

so hostile to Leonel was because of his weird actions. The moment they began to question him,

spy. But, from another

end, his gaze turned

Lamorak, what are you

suspicious points, there 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

doesn't retaliate, his heart will never be with

person. It's better

didn't hear any of these words. Even if he wanted to, the

surprised to find that the pain lessened when he did so. It wasn't that his body

thoughts of just staying here to the end. Maybe death would be less painful

unwillingness swelled in

pain. At the same time, it wasn't like Lamorak was a horrible person. He was only

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

him any good. If anything, it would probably speed up

need… to get

being able to were two completely

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

him. It looked like a maze of golden and silver lines. If one had to explain it in just a few words, it would be like if one created a complex network of

Sculpt was none other than the Natural Force Art of the Force Crystal Mine Core. It was about 99% to completion, but that final percentage point felt like an insurmountable mountain to Leonel. He felt that even if he

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