Dimensional Descent

"What happened? How is that possible?" Fin abruptly stood, almost knocking his office table over.

During the past several months, he and Thorn had been wracking their brains, trying to figure out a way to pin Leonel into a corner. However, the longer they observed Leonel for, the more troublesome this matter seemed to become.

By some magic, the refugee they had singled out suddenly became a vassal of the Keafir family and even entered Brave City. Though their organization wasn't necessarily afraid of the powers behind Brave City, Scithe's hidden meaning during his talk with them already made it clear that they couldn't so boldly use the strength of Shield Cross Stars.

On top of this, even if they had the freedom to do as much, entering Brave City during the first phase would enrage all the powers of Terrain and entering during the second phase was all the more impossible.

When they learned that Leonel had done this, they realized that their only chance was to wait for him to leave and then set a trap for him.

The truth was that they didn't consider a possibility of Leonel being accepted as a member of this organization at all. After all, in the history of Terrain, no one had ever managed to pass over the final hurdle. And, those who had the best chance were on their second and final attempts like Syl's elder brother and the other Heirs.

They thought that even if Leonel was talented, he would at least need a second attempt. But, with their influence, he likely wouldn't even live to see it.

Unfortunately… just as they had calmed themselves with this narrative… Leonel's monitoring brand vanished.

"Someone find out for me as quickly as possible what happened in Brave City!" Fin barked.

Due to Scithe's warning, Fin and Thorn didn't dare to get too close to the situation. As a result, they didn't even dare to personally monitor the situation of the third phase. Even sending someone to scout the situation was risky, but at this point, they no longer had a choice.

Thorn met Fin's gaze from across the room, both of them holding a complex look on their visages.

powerful within the Fourth Dimension or someone of the Fifth Dimension, in the very least, would have had to act. There shouldn't be anyone powerful enough on Terrain to accomplish this feat. If there was, they were all

behind Brave City. And, if that was the case, that made things

a big deal. There was no need for that organization to communicate with them before freeing one of their own from monitoring. Since they hadn't labeled Leonel with

of keeping these matters low profile had

they were waiting for, only to read it silently with ever increasingly

disdainful dismissal of Leonel, especially in the case of Fin who sneered as Leonel

looked at one another. They knew they had no choice but to

…

like a mountain weighing heavily on their chests. The longer Scithe remained like this, the

long while later, Scithe placed the documents

noticed anything interesting about

about the question. Wasn't this supposed to be about Leonel?

enlighten us,

before him. It didn't seem like a normal human quirk at all. When his pale skin and sunken eyes were taken into account, he looked

between their vital points as though always calculating the fastest way

two really have no idea, I would be

chattering. For some reason, it felt as though the

why is it that you detained this Leonel Morales in

in order to do so we need to work together with the local governments. The officials of Terrain were worried about

things that Scithe obviously knew already. But,