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.

realized that in a place like this, considering he was dressed from head to

it really because

Leonel seemed to come to a stop which caused Leonel to stop observing his surroundings. A

a breath of

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 only slowly realize the truth

your name, affiliation

finally allowing him to tell just

learn this

off 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 travel

I come from Earth. I'm only

about his purpose of

hadn't forgotten that eerie feeling from before. If he wasn't just being

So, they all understood his words practically

information about it wasn't quite wide spread yet. These people might look rich, but compared to true nobles,

how could they know all of them? That was impossible. What they found weird was

completely different. He didn't miss the sharpening of the captain's gaze after he spoke of Earth. Just

with us for further questioning." The captain

the guards seemed to react

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