Dimensional Descent

Leonel pocketed the Segmented Cube and seemed to finally realize that the atmosphere was a bit off. He swept a gaze forward and noticed Noah.

After a brief pause, he turned back to Aina.

"Are you sure that it's comfortable?"

Aina giggled. This was the fourth or fifth time Leonel had asked this question.

"Yes, really, it is."

She lightly touched the mask on her face, a light smile blooming beneath.

She normally wouldn't wear a mask, but the purpose of this one wasn't to hide her appearance.

After learning about Aina's curse and the time limit, Leonel found out that there was a way to delay the progress of the curse. It was obvious that it was greatly suppressed by Cleansing Waters, so Leonel chose to Craft a mask for Aina that could help her.

What he hadn't expected, though, was for Aina to like the mask so much. Though she never said anything, the curse placed her in a perpetual state of discomfort. Even in its least inflamed form where her scars appeared no different from knife wounds, there was an uncomfortable tightness and itchiness she always had to deal with.

But, for the first time, she felt completely at ease. If she didn't know better, she would have thought that Leonel had cured her completely.

The mask itself was something that Leonel put his heart and soul into. It was actually the reason they had taken an extra two days to exit the Segmented Cube, other than celebrating Aina's birthday, of course.

the pearl of the Purifying Fog Clam as a base. It gave the mask itself a premium white glow that seemed somewhat like marble but

the mask were forged with the Ice

Purifying Fog Clam was known for its ability to turn large amounts of water into a gentle mist that almost appeared like fog. As for the Mist Dream Ice Vein Ore, it was known for its ability to keep its ice-like state even in the hottest of climates, almost as though it was in its own dream world

The combination of the two allowed Aina to

a beautiful piece of art. The contrast of the milky whiteness to the sharp blue

it defensive strength rivaling a Tier 8 Black treasure despite the fact it wasn't designed with such a thing

know how valuable Force Crafters were, but how could Aina not be aware? The realization that Leonel hadn't been joking

hadn't thought that Leonel had been lying. He wasn't that type of person. Rather, she was

a Fifth Dimensional Force Crafter. At his

saw how the two were still somehow in their

Mordred cleared her throat.

Mordred and grinned. "Sorry, I heard that there were negotiations happening now? I've already promised Em to take the helm in these matters, so if you

help but smile. It seemed that she had thought too much

was right, if he was willing to beat this cousin of his so savagely, there shouldn't

heard these words. As the Prince of The Empire, something like Leonel negotiating on behalf of outsiders was highly inappropriate. She wanted to open her mouth to

"As you wish."

Leonel nodded.