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."

Why would he choose the Keafir family over Aina? He would rather fall out with them at this very moment

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

SHING! SHING! SHING!

all

frowned and looked toward his younger

embarrassing me! Step

by his sister's words. This was the first time Syl had ever raised her voice toward him. Whether it was out

"You…"

that made it look as though

"It doesn't matter. He must

"Brother!"

use our Keafir family,

without taking a step back. In fact, his

inkling of what

position to stop this face off because the three leaders of this trial were having a heated debate of

…

the hell's going on Sael?" One of the two men

family

expressions of the

address for a person. So, they had no doubt that whether he was a part

sure it's not a case of a lower plane taking on a

"… His… He has a Quasi Grade Six Empty

men were

end of it. The more she thought back to Leonel's list of talents, it made her want to ram her head into a wall. Was this the pain of

Bow Embryo at 18 years old… What

should we

silence before