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.

because of his weird actions. The moment they began to question him, he suddenly became defensive and even jumped back, broadening

a spy. But, from another

in the end, his gaze turned resolute

Lamorak, what are you

inner thoughts. It's clear that not only is this young man hiding something, but judging by his initial reaction, he's also hiding a bestial aura

easily. Even if he doesn't retaliate,

It's

of these words. Even if he wanted

did so. It wasn't that his body had healed,

here to the end. Maybe death

that familiar unwillingness swelled in his

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

still hated this. He hated it so much that even with all the pain

that? Fury wouldn't do him any

to get

to were two completely different concepts. No amount of will could mend his

had any consciousness to speak of was shocking

above 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 tunnels beneath a

completion, but that final percentage point felt like an insurmountable mountain to Leonel. He felt that even if he spent years meditating on it,

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