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?

be burned. Or, rather, Arthur had tried to do this, only to realize there was no chance of burning the corpses of

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

others finally learned of what happened at the Demon

"… He did what?"

ill patient. He wasn't very fond of Demons to begin with, so he was hesitant

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

said, so there was absolutely no need for

situation from reaching a point of escalation. "Is what you said

Your Majesty. He helped us to eradicate the entire army. 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

City?" Mordred

of another world unconquered. Also, there was always the chance of others coming to take it

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

"Alright, we will –"

words paused,

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

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

seemed that Noah had semi

through his heart, but he gave the Junior Governor Duke a chance at life. Whether he seized it or not seemed to remain

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

it had been before, his gaze flashed with an imperceptible light, but he didn't say anything until he made his way to Arthur's tent riding upon the back of another black