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?

and the 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

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 compare

the others finally learned of

"… He did what?"

toward Crakos as though he was examining a mentally ill patient. He wasn't very fond

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

that Arthur had already heard what he said, so there was absolutely no need for

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

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

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

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

"Alright, we will –"

words paused, his gaze

three of them – Arthur, Mordred and Crakos – were within a military tent on the very

for leaving. After the ass whooping Leonel gave them, he wouldn't have had the face to

it seemed that Noah had semi recovered while Nile was nowhere

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

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

Seeing that the Segmented Cube was still in the same place it had been before, his gaze flashed with an imperceptible light,