Dimensional Descent

"FInd him! I don't care what you have to do!"

King Arthur's voice boomed across Camelot's Castle. There was no doubt that it was completely rage fueled.

Even when Leonel had completely disregarded him, he hadn't felt so enraged. But now, he felt as though his face was being slapped for all to see.

To him, it was perfectly fine if Leonel's future prospects were completely cut off. However, if Leonel were to leave the control of Camelot, every risk he had taken to now would be for naught.

Now, not only had he offended maybe the greatest talent birthed since himself, he had also allowed this talent to vanish beneath his nose. No, it was even more shocking that this talent had the ability to disappear without any of them noticing in the first place.

King Arthur's rage lit a fire beneath the elites of Camelot. Everything had already been dancing on a blade's edge for so long, and now this had suddenly shoved them all into death's abyss.

The work force of Camelot split into three teams under Arthur's urging. One focused on finding traces of Leonel, another studied the room he had left, and the last controlled the narrative of the Capital, morphing the image of Leonel into one of an evil doer.

However, the magi were completely stunned after deeply analyzing the changes to Leonel's abode. The more they looked, the denser their cold sweat became. Just what kind of man had they made an enemy out of?

After a thorough investigation took place and King Arthur learned what happened, his fury could tear a hole in the skies.

arrays,

had a unique signature that couldn't be duplicated except by extremely skilled auxiliary mages. However, the more powerful a Spirit Pressure, the more difficult it was to replicate. It was likely that there was no one in Camelot that could replicate Leonel's

to influence the newly constructed detection arrays after Lamorak confronted him

arrays when he first destroyed the

was what truly infuriated

his initial interaction with Lamorak. He didn't wait until the dead of night, he didn't sneak out and slink around like a rat, he walked straight out the Mage Academy, through the gates of Camelot, and out without even

Blatant disregard. Blatant disrespect.

his actions to show them

who knew the truth behind the matter

the narrative and more and more people were finding out about it, it was

of others. He could have escaped through the earth after leaving his the restrictive arrays of his

him. Such a thing not only left the cheeks of Lamorak and King Arthur burning, but it fueled their hearts with

first time, Lamorak felt something other than indifference when he thought of

about Leonel. This was only

of the elites of Camelot had already concluded that Leonel was most likely the recipient of a Minor Opening of the Merlin Trials. This would perfectly explain his weird gadgets,

King Arthur gained the