Dimensional Descent

Leonel wasn't a fool. He had already expected much of this to happen the moment he heard King Arthur's words. Everything he had done until now was just an act.

In truth, Leonel really was enraged. But, he wasn't the kind of person to blow up when he felt such a way. It was far more likely for him to grow calmer in such a situation, like a volcano waiting to erupt.

His interaction with James during their final meeting was a perfect representation of this. Back then, Leonel had been feeling all sorts of emotions swirling in his mind. Yet, the outward persona had been calm and placid, even while he was losing a friend of a lifetime. This was just the kind of person Leonel was.

In his brief interaction with Lamorak, he had accomplished two things.

First, he made Lamorak underestimate him. A person who can't control their emotions isn't a very dangerous person at all. By painting himself out to be an immature teenage boy, much of his threat had been lessened by several degrees.

However, this was just a secondary matter to Leonel. It would at most give him a small advantage. His true plan lied within the shattering of the detection Arts.

Leonel had no doubt that Lamorak would have a meeting with the mage who drew these Arts very soon. In fact, that meeting might be occurring at this very moment.

After that meeting, Lamorak would find out that of the arrays Leonel destroyed, there were still about 5% of them remaining. This would make Lamorak lower his guard even more. But, they would have no idea that Leonel had already caused a flaw to occur within the arrays.

Leonel walked to the center of his room and sat in meditation as though trying to calm himself. An hour later, he stood up and calmly left his room without a word.

nothing had happened. There was hardly anyone to find within the hallways of

ground of the Mage Academy and out the gates of Camelot's

sitting in a room adjacent to Leonel's, diligently monitoring the arrays he had cast. Though he didn't really know what was going on, what he did know was that he wasn't in any position to reject. This

auxiliary type Arts. He was a great addition to any special team unit. Whether it was detection, deciphering, or

number of individuals who had such a feat in Camelot didn't exceed a hundred

after many hours, the

This is going to be a long year…' The magus

Arts didn't exactly work like the cameras of earth. Rather, they locked onto an energy signature and fed back information about its location. By using many of them at once, it was possible to lock

better for high level applications. They were much

continued to tick

a single inch. After raging, it seemed that he had

magus would send another report to

Lamorak was also personally monitoring Leonel, it was just that his approach was a bit different. He stalked the walkways of the

state of meditation on the roof of the Mage Academy. To him, everything was within his grasp and everything was going

Leonel's lack of movement. Helplessness was an

off about all of this to Lamorak.

thought back to everything he knew