Dimensional Descent

Leonel's endless barrage of fists suddenly came to a grinding halt, his indifferent gaze flickering.

Unconscious, Noah finally fell heavily to the ground, his breathing short and hurried. Maybe he could consider himself lucky to be in such a state, or it would be impossible to measure the amount of pain he would be in.

At that moment, the roaring white ape finally got an opening to attack, but it seemed to lose its will when Leonel swept a gaze over it. It felt a heavy gravity field envelop it, making its knees tremble.

Leonel frowned, shifting his senses toward Jessica who was still in a state of agitation.

Ignoring everything else, Leonel's palm flipped over to reveal the flat disk-like dictionary.

"Who is my grandfather?"

[ *Ping* ]

The dictionary flickered, causing Leonel's eyes to narrow. It had been a long time since one of his questions caused a recording to appear. Usually, if Leonel didn't want to watch a mechanical version of his father, he had to go back and watch the lessons his old man left on Force Crafting. But, it seemed he wouldn't have to this time.

"Ah, I never expected you to ask this question."

Leonel's father appeared with his usual carefree demeanor, scratching the back of his head. Eventually, he pushed his glasses up and looked forward.

"I know you wouldn't care enough to ask on your own, so it must have been some busybody flapping their gums a bit too much. Ai, what a headache."

others felt their knees go weak, any surprise they felt for

wasn't because they recognized who this man was but because… just his projection made them feel as though they were standing in

effect he had on others? Just his mere

as though it was their fault Leonel was asking this question and that he now

feet. But, simply had no strength to stand. Even knowing that Leonel was looming

didn't know who this man was, but considering his resemblance to Leonel… was this the uncle his grandfather had said was far

it. Your

recording must be about his other

as he was aware, Emperor Fawkes wasn't dead, so this could only mean that his father

had never been in his life, so one way or another, he had always assumed they were dead. Like his mother before he had

He didn't care much until he saw a flicker of rage in his father's

become angry. Much of his own personality came from his father, the same cheery,

father displaying any emotion other than carefreeness, and that

Metal Spirit well. But, even then, though his father

the surroundings seemed

and your grandfather, while also reaching

leaving Leonel staring coldly at the silver

father's words were short and brisk, but they

mood, she thought that he would think she had been lying. Though she didn't