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?

in a pile to be burned. Or, rather, Arthur had tried to do this, only to realize there was no

Dimension still had plagues, but what he did know

finally learned of what happened at

"… He did what?"

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

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

had already heard what he said, so there was

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

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.

White City?" Mordred fell into

not a 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.

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

"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 had fallen on. It had been about two days since Noah and

Arthur didn't blame them for leaving. After the ass whooping Leonel gave them, he wouldn't

looks of it, it seemed that Noah had semi recovered

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

the troop, his face pale. It was clear that he was still heavily injured. Yet, if it wasn't for the

his gaze flashed with an imperceptible light, but he didn't say anything until he made his way to