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."

to realize that the entire battlefield had focused on him. In fact, the others felt their knees go weak, any surprise they felt for Leonel

this man was but because… just his projection made them feel as though they were standing in the presence of a wild beast. But, what was maybe more shocking was the

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

their fault Leonel was

stand. Even knowing that Leonel was looming over

but considering his resemblance to

Your

that this recording must be about his other

Fawkes wasn't dead, so

one way or another, he had always assumed they were dead. Like his mother

He didn't care much until he saw a flicker of rage

never seen his father become angry. Much of his own personality came from his father, the same

emotion other than carefreeness, and 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

temperature of the surroundings seemed to

part of the recording will only trigger if you've mentioned Scarlet Star Force and your grandfather, while also reaching a certain standard of

Leonel staring coldly at the silver disk in

and brisk, but they already made his already foul mood

she thought that he would think she had been lying. Though she