Dimensional Descent

Leonel's sharp intake of breath slowly calmed, his emotions sitting on a cloud high above. He didn't believe that there could be a greater happiness in the world. It wasn't just about the feeling itself, but rather about the fact the woman he liked so much had been by his side during it.

"… You didn't have to do that."

Leonel's voice carried and edgy gruff to it. Maybe it would still take him a while longer to recover completely.

"No, I didn't have to." Aina said with a sweet smile. "I wanted to."

Leonel smiled beside himself.

"Looks like we need another bath." Leonel said playfully before hoisting Aina up again.

She giggled lightly, letting Leonel do as he pleased.

…

While the couple were in their own little world, they had no idea about the goings-on outside.

Though the Segmented Cube had been left right in the middle of a battlefield, no one dared to disturb it. Was that a joke? With how wrathful Leonel had been despite the fact no one had actually laid a finger on Aina, how would he react if they tried to interfere in his matters now?

dead had been dumped in a pile to be burned. Or, rather, Arthur had tried to do this, only to realize there was no chance of burning the corpses of Fourth

now was some sort of diseased outbreak. Arthur didn't know if the Fourth Dimension still had plagues, but what he did

was during these moments that the others finally

"… He did what?"

looking toward Crakos as though he was examining a mentally ill patient. He wasn't very fond of Demons to begin with, so he

and his demeanor carrying the very same scholarly air. He didn't understand the rhetorical

he said, so

hand, stopping the situation from reaching a point of escalation. "Is what you said

to capture killed themselves, so now there's no one left. There should only

Mordred fell into her

good idea to leave a city filled with citizens of another world unconquered. Also, there was always the chance of others coming to take it over. If that happened, then Camelot would be thrust right back into the same

were both aware that Leonel's suggestion was the smartest. It was really

"Alright, we will –"

paused, his

– Arthur, Mordred and Crakos – were within a military tent on the very same battlefield City Lord White had fallen on. It had been about

whooping Leonel gave them, he wouldn't have had the face to stay either. But, to think they would come

of it, it seemed that Noah had semi

He could have blasted a hole through his heart, but he gave the Junior Governor Duke a chance at life. Whether he

was clear that he was still heavily injured. Yet, if it wasn't for the natural reaction of his skin tone, it would be impossible to tell

been before, his gaze flashed with an imperceptible light, but he didn't say