Dimensional Descent

Leonel brought the snowglobe forward, hoping to see some sort of tangible change. But, he was quickly disappointed. The large, complex and spherical Force Art didn't budge even a bit.

Leonel shook his head. He couldn't even look at this Force Art directly without feeling a splitting headache, but now he couldn't even store it away?

Suddenly thinking of something, Leonel began to search the bodies of Aliard, Margrave and Peirce. There had to be a clue on their bodies about what their plans for this Force Art actually was.

King Arthur watched this scene as though he was hesitating to say something.

A part of him wanted to say that these treasures should be split. If he did say so, he wouldn't necessarily be in the wrong. After all, he did participate in the battle and he did alleviate the pressure Leonel had been feeling. So, compared to some other shameless individuals, he would have more of a right to speak of such things.

However, a part of him wanted to hold back. He didn't know why, but he felt as though saying something like this would be inappropriate.

Leonel continued to search through their bodies as though nothing was happening. It was only after finding a few spatial treasures that he looked up toward this King that seemed to be just a shell of his former self.

Arthur felt somewhat uncomfortable beneath the gaze of Leonel didn't say anything for a long while. But, Arthur was ultimately a King, his deeply ingrained pride didn't allow him to look away.

Suddenly, Leonel smiled. "Your Majesty, did you forget that there are countless treasures floating around? What are you standing around for? Do you want them all to disappear first?"

Leonel's words suddenly snapped everyone out of their stupor and absentmindedness.

and the subsequent battle, everyone had forgotten that the initial spark for everything were the Force Art Skills and the treasures of Merlin's Trials. The dark skies and rushing rain made it too

before

of heading toward the treasures as everyone expected, he slowly walked toward the bodies of his fallen

spoke louder than words. And in this case, Arthur's

what would happen to Camelot. The weather had only been growing worse and the rumbling

Arthur was actually still thinking about treasures. Even he found himself

for a person to change in an instant of

Peirce's head before his brothers, falling

scene from afar and didn't say much. Mordred's gaze flashed for but a moment before returning to normal. She

the treasures that remain. But, since there are so few of you

this situation was much better than it could have been.

knew how

to Earth, and he definitely didn't have one for Camelot. He just hoped they wouldn't massacre one

his hands, completely ignoring the gaze of Monet and Violet Rain. It was no surprise that they both believed that his words were targeted at them, but what could they do about it? Leonel had made his stance clear, and he also made it very obvious

Monet's gaze narrowed.

no chance against him… Unless the Fourth Dimension descends, it'll remain like

cause an overall evolution of its world and people. Monet felt that even with the strength of her ability, she would need it to evolve again for her to stand a

then… wouldn't Leonel's ability

too many and the future was too difficult to read. Whether or not she would succeed