Dimensional Descent

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Lamorak was shocked by the sudden turn, but he quickly recovered. Underestimating this boy could only end poorly. The only way to ensure that nothing else unexpected occurred would be to kill him now.

After reaching such a conclusion, his aura surged once more, his power entering his spikeless, cynlindrical mace as he powered a strike downward.

"Holy Son!"

Elys' sudden shocked cry shook the inner city.

"Sir Lamorak, please stay your hand!"

Lamorak didn't seem to hear anything, but it was at this point that Aliard moved. Just when his mace was about to kill Leonel, the frail old man appeared before the knight, a wand faintly glowing in his hand.

A muffled boom sounded.

Aliard's maroon robes fluttered wildly under the wind pressure, but his supposedly fragile figure didn't bend. In fact, under the shocked gazes of everyone, his thin wand completely stopped Lamorak's massive mace in its tracks.

Lamorak frowned. "What are you doing, Magus Aliard?"

Aliard send a complicated gaze toward Leonel before turning back toward Lamorak.

"You cannot kill him."

Compared to before, there wasn't an ounce of leeway in his words. It seemed that no matter what Lamorak said this time, it wouldn't matter in the slightest. Aliard had already resolved himself to protect Leonel.

deepened. "Give me

No one doubted that if Aliard's words weren't convincing enough, the great knight truly wouldn't have a problem with starting a battle here and now. Compared to the safety of Camelot, he didn't mind falling out with even a Three Star Magus if he deemed

it. He is our Holy Son.

his mace. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to do what he wanted to do today. He had indeed heard Elys' words, but he had completely ignored them. It was impossible to tell whether he knew their significance or not, or if he simply knew of it and still didn't

way forward. These events seemed to have taken a long time, but it was truly no more than a few minutes since the battle began. Coupling that with the fact the inner city usually didn't need much policing and it was no surprise that it took so long for officials to make their

time they did, it was

**

Leonel startled awake.

higher world controlled by a greater power. It truly wasn't

secondly… he couldn't describe the place he was currently in

with real gold sheets. With his Metal Synergy Lineage Factor, it was simple for Leonel to tell that this was in fact

the fact that everything was woven by such bright colors, the room itself wasn't hard on the eyes. Everything gave off a warm light that made it more comfortable than grating. It was precisely the kind of place one would expect 'Heaven'

room were opened. It was only now he realized just how tall the

the doors, Leonel was shocked to find that the one

along with him. Plus, if this was his Heaven, the woman who came in should definitely be Aina, not

more than 16 years of age. But, remembering that Jarin had called her an old hag multiple times, he

for. The tray

this. In fact, she had quite the foul mouth from what he remembered. Plus, it wasn't like

Flowing Wind's words on his attractiveness? He never took it very seriously. She was just the type to say such

felt aggrieved. She was very selective with her compliments. Even before the Metamorphosis, Leonel was fairly attractive. At least considered within

awakened his Lineage Factors. He already had the appearance of a Roman God after touching upon his Metal Synergy Lineage Factor. But, what he didn't know was that while he was unconscious, he had unshackled the Healing Sub Branch of

unexpected way, but it

in this way. Leonel's charm was one thing, but