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 mask itself a premium white glow that seemed somewhat like marble but carried the off-whiteness and

the mask were forged with

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

and filled its innards with Cleansing Waters. The combination of the two allowed Aina to have a fine mist of

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

shocked about, though, was the fact that Leonel actually managed to give it defensive strength rivaling a Tier 8 Black treasure despite the fact it wasn't designed with such

not be

had been lying. He wasn't that type

he was almost at the standard of a Fifth Dimensional Force Crafter. At his age, at least in worlds as weak as theirs… That

somehow in their own world. Didn't they

Mordred cleared her throat.

toward 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 want to negotiate, you'll be doing so

these words, Mordred couldn't help but smile. It

he was willing to beat this cousin of his so savagely, there shouldn't have been anything

The Empire, something like Leonel negotiating on behalf of outsiders was highly inappropriate. She wanted to open her

"As you wish."

Leonel nodded.