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.

stood at about 50

sides of the door. Both were women and each wore an odd armor crossed with robes.

the Deacons

expressions faltered when they seemingly noticed Leonel's robes. Originally, they hadn't even looked Leonel in the eye but

"… Can I?"

after overhearing a conversation. Elys had yet to introduce it to him, so he really wasn't sure if he was allowed to be here. He only felt that it was more weird that the area around the tower was

tens of

a place that Leonel thought should be popular, this was indeed

Leonel in, a bit embarrassed

follow their line of sight. When he saw what

a small group of

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

they followed. Now 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

the moment, none of this mattered. The reason Leonel was so understanding of the reaction of the Deacons was because the man in the middle of the two of them did have embroidery. And… That embroidery was identical to his

was simultaneously so young and could wear golden

and he had a kingly disposition between

more, though, was that Leonel's disposition, although somewhat more reserved than his own, didn't seem to lose out to him in momentum at

tell that Leonel was a leader of men, but he could also tell that Leonel maintained a humble facade on the surface that limited his overall leadership

could only be said that Lionus was truly the Crown Prince of a Kingdom, to be able to see through Leonel with just a glance

and closed the distance between

two Deacons were startled awake and kneeled down