Dimensional Descent

At that moment, another teleportation array was lit. This time, a whole host of young and old knights walked out. It was very obvious that they came from the knight academy.

It wasn't long before they, too, were shocked by the lineup before them. It was clear that Camelot was taking this as seriously as they could.

Leonel suddenly felt a pair of eyes on him. He casually turned his head to find a familiar large man.

Sir Lamorak looked down toward Leonel with placid eyes. It was impossible to tell what his emotions were at that moment. He seemed like a man who wouldn't blink even if a mountain came crashing down before him.

Leonel met his gaze equally as expressionlessly.. Even when his strength was far beneath Lamorak's, he hadn't wavered. It could be said the only reason he had panicked back then was due to Magus Aliard's attack on his mind.

The current Leonel had long since learned how to defend his mind from such things. He no longer had to rely on the passive strength of his spirit, he could actively block such spells.

It could be said that Leonel was one of the only few who didn't feel such reverance in the presence of these individuals.

In truth, Leonel was born in an Empire as well. Though somewhat different from a Kingdom, the concept was similar enough. However, Earth's government was quite unique. While the sovereignty of the Emperor was important and many positions were hereditary, there was still the shadow of democracy.

This was why officials went by titles like Secretary Marquisette and Governor Duke. Each of these titles were combinations of democratically elected titles and hereditary ones.

Due to this unique system, Leonel hadn't grown up in an environment where there was an emphasis on kneeling — and by extension, not kneeling.

That said, kneeling and not kneeling was one matter, while bowing to pressure was another. There was a difference between a person who knelt out of fear and one who knelt simply out of custom.

Leonel's body might kneel, but that didn't mean his heart kneeled.

Facing Lamorak's gaze, rather than shying away, Leonel felt his blood boil uncontrollably once again. It took all of his will power to not point a spear in the direction of that man.

away from Lamorak. He felt that if he continued to look, he would

before

Leonel's number was 321.

Knight Academies will go on simultaneously. Please split apart according to your numbers. You've been split into group

there were some Two Star Magi

who wouldn't be receiving

you staring daggers at a little boy,

no shorter than Lamorak looked up

heard that you had to

restraint, laughing heartily. But, it was clear that this wasn't a disdainful taunt

didn't like the look Leonel gave him at all. It wasn't particularly disrespectful, but the feeling was akin to

a bit too easy for the boy. He should steamroll the 21-30 bracket with absolute

here were old enough to have entered the Merlin Trial Gates the last time. Though 50 years was long to a mortal, to those who practice Internal Strength, living 150 years wasn't

Even though they were also much more powerful than they had been in the past, they still didn't feel an ounce

he'll gain a spot to enter is still a matter that

Lamorak's side frowned. "Don't tell

this wasn't the Lamorak he knew and disappointed because this wasn't the sort of disposition a knight should

and he was a Light Mage. But now,

no need to target him directly or even kill him for now. He can consider this payment for the service he's given to my Camelot up until now. But, allowing him to enter the

The knight's frown deepened.

that case, why are you allowing him to participate

complain about. I don't care about

in his age group capable of defeating him? What are you playing

this selection cannot, but if I select a few talented 30 year olds from those families,