Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't find what he expected to find on the other side.

From the reactions of the demon and human armies, it seemed that they would have another chance to deal with him within the Trial. So, he had been fully prepared for an all out battle the moment he stepped in.

However, this wasn't what he found at all.

At the moment, he stood on a dull grey platform. It was a meter by meter in length and width. There was nothing particularly special about it at all except for the fact... it hung mid-air amidst an endless darkness.

Leonel stretched out his senses, but he couldn't sense a ceiling nor a bottom, it was as though he was floating in the depths of space.

It almost felt like a dream. But, if it really was so, Little Tolly wouldn't still be happily squirming around his fingers, nor would Little Blackstar be lazily lying around his neck. Since both of them were by his side, it was clear that Leonel's true body had entered whatever space this was '” at least upon his initial assessment.

Just when Leonel was feeling confused, an aged voice suddenly rang around him. Due to the surroundings, it was difficult for Leonel to tell whether it was sounding directly in his head, or if it was being transmitted to him some other way. But, leonel didn't linger on this question for too long as the words the voice said caught his full attention.

Leonel saw several orbs of light manifest before him. Each of them housed a different object.

There was a sword, a bow, a spear, and a wand. Outside of these four, there were other more unconventional weapons. Leonel could see maces, staffs, and battle axes. But, none were as large as the first four Leonel noticed.

'I'm supposed to choose one of these...?'

Leonel didn't really need to think much.

never touched a sword before and

Though this might sound odd, after a moment of thought, it became obvious why. Everything in this Trial was tied to the Third Dimension, it might very well become

to the extreme. However, why would Leonel need to do such a thing for the spear since he already

a bit more difficult to

Art system. It had been very helpful to him to this point and he could

time, Leonel had long since realized that his talent in the bow was overwhelming. Even though he had

bow. It came down to a simple risk assessment. He had a legacy related to the Bowman King Inheritance in his hands. From Leonel's understanding, this

had said that benefiting from a Minor Opening could give some advantages during a Major Opening. In that case, there really was only one option. Leonel had enough to worry about. It was in his best interest that he made everything that he could control as easy as

bracelet. It alone stood as

moment Leonel acted, the sphere of light housing a bow reacted immediately, shooting

Leonel raised an eyebrow.

perceptible, golden brand on the back of his hand. It looked especially faded as though it had been drawn on then washed

for long because the situation

him off. Luckily, some unknown force kept his feet

and his mind spun. Not knowing whether he was moving up, down, left or right left him completely disoriented. If it

came to a grinding

eyes squinted and he shook

auras lock onto him, many of

'Hm?'

allowing him to look around for the first time. What he saw left him smiling

were about 200 of them

came from the demons that floated around him, but that was simply

could feel King Arthur's gaze sweep over him. But, there wasn't just him. Supreme Monet was seemingly stunned and enraged to see him

Whether it made sense or not, she subconsciously placed blame on Leonel for such a thing. Of course,