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 battlefield had been cleared and the dead had been dumped in a pile to be burned. Or, rather, Arthur had tried to do this, only to realize

Dimension still had plagues, but what he did know was that if they did, they would be far beyond

the others finally learned of what happened at the Demon

"… He did what?"

examining a mentally ill patient. He wasn't very fond of Demons to begin

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

knew well that Arthur had already heard what he said, so there was absolutely no need for him to repeat

a hand, stopping the situation from reaching a point of

Your Majesty. He helped us to eradicate the entire army. The ones we tried to capture killed themselves, so now there's no

City?" Mordred

a city filled with citizens of another world unconquered. Also, there was always the chance of others coming

aware that Leonel's suggestion was

"Alright, we will –"

paused, his gaze

Crakos – were within a military tent on the very same battlefield City Lord White had fallen on.

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

it, it seemed that Noah had semi recovered while Nile was

heart, but he gave the Junior Governor

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

same place 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