Dimensional Descent

Leonel was speechless. Just how bad was his luck. He hadn't even been on this world for all of five minutes when he suddenly found himself in a heap of trouble once again. The worst part was… he didn't even know what he had done wrong.

At that moment, there were shouts coming at him from all directions, but he couldn't understand anything they were saying. Though it was possible to use the dictionary to translate, that could obviously only be done one at a time, he had no idea what all the fuss was about.

Leonel closed his eyes and shook his head, willing his fatigue away to deal with the current situation.

"Speak one at a time please, I have no idea what you're saying."

Leonel used the dictionary to translate these words, but the shouting didn't seem to stop. In fact, it intensified.

It was obvious that these people knew Leonel was a foreigner and this wasn't even an area where foreigners were rare, yet they kept speaking in their native tongue. It was hard to believe that they weren't doing it all on purpose.

Leonel tried to speak with the lady that received him again, but she continued to avoid eye contact for reasons he was left completely in the dark of. He truly had no idea why he was being treated like this.

By this point, a sizeable crowd had been built. After all, this was a bustling city square to begin with and was most definitely a hotspot for tourists. When they saw such good entertainment before them, how could they not take a pause for a look?

As more and more people gathered, Leonel suddenly noticed a striking difference between himself and them.

Everywhere he looked, no matter where it was, everyone was excellently dressed. Even the most modest amongst these people who kept their jewelry to a minimum and refrained from wearing elaborate dresses carved of expensive furs exuded the air of nobility.

ability, but rather his social abilities. He realized that in a place like this, considering he was dressed from head to toe in rags… He stuck

really because of my

the shouting around Leonel seemed to come to a stop which caused Leonel to stop

of relief. 'Finally,

after realizing he wasn't very moved by it at all. He didn't know why these armored warriors wanted to intimidate him, but he could

your name, affiliation and

him

this language as quickly as

put by the question. Even on Earth alone, just traveling from Province to Province elicited questions just like this. It only made sense that it would be asked when it came to

name is Leonel, I come from Earth. I'm only here on

need to speak about his purpose of finding

eerie feeling from before. If he wasn't just being paranoid and she really was in trouble, then mentioning the

spectators had much more sophisticated translation treasures than Leonel did. So, they all understood his words practically immediately. But, as a result,

Earth was greatly valued by higher Dimensional worlds, information about it wasn't quite wide spread yet. These people might look rich,

That was impossible. What

didn't miss the sharpening of the captain's gaze after he

with us for further questioning." The captain said

guards seemed to react immediately to his hesitation, placing their hands

these guards. They don't seem to be dressed like natives