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."

the others felt their knees go weak, any surprise they felt for Leonel being a member of the Royal Family being washed

they were standing in the presence of a wild beast. But, what was maybe

how could he possibly notice the kind of effect he had on others? Just his

felt like his words were accusing them of wrongdoing, as though it was their

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

locked onto the projection. He didn't know who this man was, but considering his resemblance to Leonel… was this the

it. Your grandfather is

suddenly realized that this recording must be about his other grandfather, unless Jessica had really

dead, so this could

never been in his life, so one way or another, he had always assumed they were dead. Like his mother before he had memories of her, he didn't

didn't care much until he saw a flicker

of his own personality came from his father, the same cheery, charming

only one time Leonel could even remember his father displaying any emotion other than

had been adamant that he must treat his Metal Spirit well. But, even then, though his father had formed a murderous aura… it wasn't rage. It wasn't

the

your grandfather, while also reaching a certain standard of strength. It seems that you haven't just

recording flickered and disappeared, leaving Leonel staring

words were short and brisk, but

in Leonel's mood, she thought that he would think she had been lying. Though she didn't know what that treasure of Leonel's was, she