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?

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

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

these moments that the others finally

"… He did what?"

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

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

what he said, so there was absolutely no need for

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

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

White City?" Mordred fell into her

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

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

"Alright, we will –"

words paused, his

a military tent on the very same battlefield City Lord White had fallen on. It had been

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

it seemed that Noah had semi recovered while Nile was

he gave the Junior Governor

it wasn't for the

had been before, his gaze flashed