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."

knees go weak, any surprise they

feel as though they were standing in the presence of a wild beast. But, what was

had lived with his father all his life, so how could he possibly notice the kind of effect he had on others? Just his mere projection was like a

words were accusing them of wrongdoing, as though it was their fault

stand. Even knowing that

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

Your

recording must be about his other grandfather, unless

as he was aware, Emperor Fawkes wasn't dead, so this could

His grandparents had never been in his life, so one way or another, he had always assumed they

until he saw a flicker of rage in

life, Leonel had never seen his father become angry. Much of his own personality came from his

was only one time Leonel could even remember his father displaying any emotion other than carefreeness, and that was when he spoke about treating Familiars like

Leonel's father 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 this kind of visceral gut punch this projection

of the surroundings seemed

only trigger if you've mentioned Scarlet Star Force and your grandfather, while also reaching a certain standard of strength. It seems that you haven't just yet, so this is all I

recording flickered and disappeared, leaving Leonel staring coldly at the silver disk in his

words were short and brisk, but

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