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.

The moment they began

already assumed Leonel to be a spy. But, from another angle, would a real spy really act

frowned. But in the end, his gaze turned

what

there are some 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 young man hiding something, but judging by his initial reaction, he's also hiding

doesn't retaliate, his heart will never be with Camelot. This will be something Modred

It's better

words. Even if he wanted

his Dream World. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the pain lessened when he did so. It wasn't that his body had healed, but rather

end. Maybe death would be less painful in

familiar unwillingness swelled in

did hate this feeling. He couldn't explain why he hated it so much, either. It wasn't as simple as him not liking pain. At the same time, it wasn't like Lamorak was a horrible person. He was only doing what he thought was right. He also didn't look

still hated this. He hated it so much that even with all the pain ravaging his body, he still had

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

to

to get up and being able to were two completely

he had any consciousness to speak of was shocking enough. Maybe if his spirit wasn't so great, his thoughts would

silver lines. If one had to explain

other than the Natural Force Art of the Force Crystal Mine Core. It was about 99% to completion, but that final percentage

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