Dimensional Descent

"That's the Kaefir family's entourage!"

The outside of the valiant city was bustling. It was not much different from the people of Earth meeting their celebrities.

To the common folk, a family that ruled of a City like Kaefir's was far beyond their reach. To see them in the flesh like this was an opportunity of a lifetime.

These people knew that they would never have the chance to enter Brave City. But they still traveled here from all over just to catch a glimpse of the festivities. The best part was that they could do so safely. No beasts or Invalids would dare to enter even the ten kilometer radius of Brave City. The aura around it was simply too oppressive. Thanks to this, it was often even safer to be here than it would be to stay at their homes…

"The Swan family escort is here!"

The crowd boiled once again. What could excite the people more if not rivalry and competition?

Not only were the Swan and Keafir family's both long standing enemies, but they also both had the strength to stand out amidst the crowd.

Terrain had a system of Cities and Powers. They worked together to balance one another.

While the Cities were ruled by City Lords, the Powers were ruled by Patriarchs and Matriarchs.

Of course, there were divisions amongst Cities and within Powers. But, both Kaefir and Swan City were both the highest Tier 9 Cities. They stood at the helm of the world along with the strongest Powers. If not, they would never have teleportation hubs.

The warriors of the Swan and Kaefir families swept glances over one another, a haughty air exuding from them all. They seemed to toe a line of acknowledgement and indifference.

of the escort, they were aware that they wouldn't be allowed to enter

entourage and the small group of elites around it. They all knew that the group of young men and women around the center and the elites within the carriage were the only ones that would be

as could be. He gripped the reins of his war horse so tightly that the imprint seeped into

pitying

worked so hard for. How could he also not be enraged? But, in a world where power spoke over all, there was nothing

he was, so her word was final. Nothing

door to the

young woman. Her demeanor and elegance was a step below that of Mistress Heira. However, her looks were not in the least bit

wore a modest blue dress that matched well with her deep black hair

youths riding war horses of their own stepped down from them, following to her back in an orderly

"Young Miss Swan…"

crowd seemed to be

was reaching its

bright smile. She didn't look directly at the crowd, but it still felt as though she had greeted them all one by one. She was nothing like the flustered young lady who didn't know how to respond to Leonel's bluntness and played every bit the part of elegant noble

up some tips from her own sister-in-law, her own demeanor was even slightly more refined

was at that instant that something no one could have possibly expected to

carriage, but his appearance came with

the world. A sharpening blade resonated

aura, a faint violet hue collecting around him like a cloud. It

didn't even have a chance to manifest before they were ruthlessly crushed. It

watching on, even Syl was stunned. Was this the same young man who had sat quietly within their carriage for so long?