Dimensional Descent

"I would like to enter."

At that moment, Leonel stood outside another library of sorts within the Mage Academy. But, this library was much different as it was the place that housed the Magic Arts of Camelot.

Of course, by now, it was obvious to Leonel that the 'Magic Arts' of Camelot were the very same Force Arts he was used to. The only difference lied in the fact that the Force Art language of Camelot allowed them to directly draw their Magic Arts in the air.

The downside of this system was that their Magic Arts — or rather, Force Arts — were weaker than the ones Leonel was used to. This only made sense. After all, a Force Art written on a proper medium like a precious ore, for example, could draw on much more power and produce much more strength.

However, when drawn directly into the air, the Magic Arts were fleeting and thus weaker. In addition, they had to be completed within a certain period of time or else they would begin to dispel before the Art was even completed.

Of course, while there were downsides, there were upsides as well. For one, they were much more convenient to use.

Within the Joan of Arc Zone, Leonel had to carry around planks of wood just for a simple fire Force Art that was only useful against normal humans. Also, due to the common nature of the medium he used, the power of the Force Art was obviously also limited as a result.

So, while this Magic Art system had its downsides, it also had its positives as well.

The guards of the Magic Art Tower were known as Deacons. They were students who had already graduated and thus took up positions within the Academy to continue reaping benefits.

The tower was located within the Academy, making it look quite odd. After all, it was building built within a building. However, its majesty was no less grand.

It was within a greenhouse of the Academy grounds. Up above, there was a large dome of glass and all around one could find lush grass and well-tended gardens.

From the outside, one could see that it had ten floors and stood at about 50 meters in

the door. Both were women and each wore an odd armor crossed

important, it wasn't a surprise that the Deacons tasked with guarding it were quite powerful

Leonel's robes. Originally, they hadn't even looked

"… Can I?"

learned that this tower existed after overhearing a conversation. Elys had yet to introduce it to him, so he really wasn't sure

tens of meters away from the tower and seemed content with socializing within

that Leonel thought should be popular, this

in, a bit embarrassed by their previous actions,

turned back to follow their line of sight. When he saw

there was a small group of three people — two men

middle of them, there was a man. The man and woman to either side both wore the deep blue robes of Three Star Official Mages while the man in

that Leonel thought about it, he hadn't seen any embroidery on Elys' or Aliard's robes either. He wasn't sure whether this was a stylistic choice or if there was a deeper

Leonel was so understanding of the reaction of the Deacons was because the man in the middle of the two of them

man in Camelot that was simultaneously so young and could wear golden embroidery

piercing sky blue eyes that made women swoon. His shoulders were broad and he had a kingly disposition between his brows. Even with the amiable smile that hung on his lips, he had a dignified air to him that made him well suited to

pleasantly surprised look flashed within his gaze when he noticed the familiar embroidery. What surprised him even more, though, was that Leonel's disposition, although somewhat more reserved than his

of men, but he could also tell that Leonel maintained a humble facade on the surface that limited his overall leadership ability. It was simple for him to tell that this was

truly the Crown Prince of a Kingdom, to be able to see through Leonel with just a glance like this made his abilities

smiled and closed the distance

awake and