Dimensional Descent

Leonel suddenly manifested from thin air, his appearance causing no small number of people a great deal of shock.

A wide grin spread across his face as he looked toward his teammates. Any rage he had been feeling vanished, replaced by a gratification he had yet to feel in his life before.

"Captain!"

They didn't have time to think about how Leonel had suddenly appeared here, or how he was somehow already blocking the path between them and the white wolf.

After registering that Leonel was actually here, the faces of his teammates changed wildly.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Are you trying to die?!"

The whirring of the canons atop the walls never stopped. The truth was that from the vantage of those up above, it was impossible to hear even their screams, let alone noticing the sudden appearance of a single person on such a large battlefield.

Even now, no one but those on the ground had noticed the addition of Leonel. Of course, among those that noticed included the Variant Invalid and its ice guards. However, surprisingly, from start to finish, Leonel's back faced them.

It was as though he was showing the same disregard for the white wolf that it had shown to his teammates.

Who cared about when you stomped an ant as long as it was done?

This sort of air of confidence was something the white wolf hadn't sensed from an enemy during this war. Such a feeling caused its toothy grin to become more sinister, carrying a more bloodthirsty air to it.

Leonel patted the rookie's shoulder. "What's your name?"

ritual of their football team, every rookie was only known by exactly that title. They didn't have the right to have their own names until they passed through a year of initiation. It was only after this that they were

heard Leonel ask such

he should have already passed through initiation a long time ago. But, due to the various circumstances surrounding the

words made it

is

man should do. But, remember

at Leonel before lowering his head like

head and

for

up with understanding. But, because he was looking at

that he had said enough. Anymore would just

of the faces weren't from the Royal Blue football team, he smiled toward them nonetheless. For a moment, everyone seemed to forget that they were on a battlefield. Whatever pressure had been coming from the Invalids all around them, or the white wolf

"Fire!"

canons had been aimed and were all

what Miles had done before, they were clearly still within the range of being struck. A 20

leave Leonel, but Leonel also seemed to have

you,

"Ah…"

that they were in the middle of a battlefield? Also, hadn't a volley of bombs just been launched, maybe in as soon

Leonel only smiled and

up a pattern on

try to appear at the last moment on purpose. He had been trying to find a method of getting

invisible. In the time, he managed to draw a teleportation Art