Dimensional Descent

"Is something the matter?" Leonel asked.

Leonel couldn't really understand why Anared had come here with such an aggressive stance. He couldn't remember offending Anared before. Yet, the latter was wearing an even colder expression than he usually did.

"What do you mean by this exactly?" Anared replied coldly.

"… What the hell are you talking about?"

Anared stared at Leonel for a long time.

"It seems you want to die."

Leonel's gaze grew cold.

At that moment, Aina also reacted. A slight red light flickered within her almost golden irises. It seemed as though she might pull out her sword at any moment.

"Big brother, what are you doing?" Syl's voice suddenly cut into the conversation. But, Anared didn't respond to his sister.

He looked from Leonel to Aina and back.

"You'll leave her if you know what's good for you." Anared said coldly.

Leonel suddenly took a step forward. There was nothing that could get him riled up quicker than matters related to Aina.

In a single bound, he already stood less than a foot from Anared. With his height, he stared down from above, his gaze reflecting a slight violet hue.

Anared's sword began to vibrate wildly to his back as though sensing a threat. But, Anared didn't take a step back, his white robes billowing beneath Leonel's aura.

"I don't know what story you've woven for yourself," Leonel began with an icy tone, "But, I'd suggest you watch your words. The only reason I chose to join your Keafir family's quota was to find her. I'm sure you're intelligent enough to understand what that means without me spelling it out for you."

Aina? He would

sister's emotions for the only purpose of finding another woman. And, now that he had found her,

SHING! SHING! SHING!

all

and looked toward his

embarrassing me! Step

Syl had ever raised her voice toward him. Whether

"You…"

"It was sister-in-law that made it look as though we

frown deepened. "It doesn't matter. He

"Brother!"

Anared continued coldly. "Since he can use our Keafir family, he

only one that seemed to match Leonel's aura without taking a step back. In fact, his battle intent soared

an inkling of what was going on. Her eyes shifted toward Syl for

face off because the

…

Sael?" One of the

family name

of

delve into one's mind and find the truest form of address for a person. So, they had no doubt that whether he was a part of that

lower plane taking on a name they shouldn't? That

head. "… His… He has a Quasi Grade Six Empty Spear Embryo and a Perfect Grade Six Variant

men were left speechless once

point, Sael wanted to shed tears. Only she knew that this wasn't the end of it. The more she thought back to Leonel's list of

18 years old… What kind of nonsense

what should

three fell into silence before one of