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?

the dead had been dumped in a pile to be burned. Or, rather, Arthur

to call upon one of Camelot's Three Star Magi to do the job. The last thing they could afford now was some sort of diseased outbreak. Arthur didn't know if the Fourth Dimension still had plagues, but what he did know was that if they did, they would be far beyond what a disease of the Third Dimension could

was during these moments that the others finally learned of what happened at

"… He did what?"

examining a mentally ill patient. He wasn't very fond of Demons to begin with, so he was hesitant to believe their words in any situation, let alone

the very same scholarly air. He didn't understand the rhetorical question culture

he said, so there was absolutely no need for him

a hand, stopping the situation from reaching a point of

tried to capture killed themselves, so now there's no one left. There should only be the normal citizens of White City

City?" Mordred fell into her

was always the chance of others coming to take it over. If that happened, then Camelot would be thrust

they both nodded. They were both aware that Leonel's suggestion was the smartest. It was really inadvisable to leave a city

"Alright, we will –"

words paused,

the three of them – Arthur, Mordred and Crakos – were within a military tent on the very same battlefield City Lord White

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

of it, it seemed that Noah had semi recovered

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

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

the same place it had been before, his gaze flashed with an imperceptible light, but he didn't say anything until he