Dimensional Descent

"Do you want us to come with you?" Mordred asked.

Leonel shook his head. He was less interested about the state of Earth and more interested about his own personal strength growing. After witnessing Noah's comprehension of Winter, he felt like he had finally come to understand something, so he wanted to test those waters.

And, even if he hadn't, it was better for Mordred and Arthur to stay here.

"I don't believe that they'll give up on Camelot so easily. Depending on how the wars on other Provinces go, they might send another group here. It's best if you remain in this place."

Arthur and Mordred nodded.

"But, defending isn't all you should do." Leonel suddenly thought of something. "Put some effort into organizing your people. With all of them slowly awakening to their abilities, there's definitely a lot of untapped potential. It's hard to tell how long this war will go on for, but Camelot could play a bigger role than it seems…

"I didn't say this before, but even if I can give you merits as a Prince, there's still a limit to how much. For example, I can't just give you enough for a Grand Prime Minister title. If you wanted such a position, you'll have to fight for it yourself."

Arthur's gaze narrowed, but in the end, he nodded.

After saying this, Leonel grabbed onto Aina's small hand and walked out of the military tent. He quite enjoyed the feeling, so he most definitely wouldn't let an opportunity to do so slip by.

But, while he was in his own world, he almost didn't notice that Noah and Jessica were actually still waiting for him outside, stationed before their troop.

Noah looked between Leonel and Aina. Truthfully, he didn't know how a Prince of the Empire ended up with a woman of the hidden families. Even when he brought this up to his grandfather, Emperor Fawkes brushed it off without a care in the world as though it wasn't a big deal. In fact, his Imperial Grandfather even said that he should try to be more proactive in love too.

air about him, Noah could feel the underlying oppression in his every action. Making such a joke in the past would have been impossible

receive the same Tier 7 General title

his fighting strength and warriors he had carefully

There weren't any fluctuations in his emotions and he relayed his grandfather's orders without

It was hard to tell if there was no uproar because it didn't matter to them

500. The remainder had

an eyebrow and

lost his temper, flying into a rage. So, there was no need to question his strength. But, commanding a group of men and

he take his 'grandfather' up on his offer? Or, should he go with

Leonel made a decision. No, rather… It felt more like an instinct, as though

Leonel said

a line down the middle of

**

Along with the Capital, it was among the only

was a place lush with nature. Green forests, tall mountains, and gently rushing rivers. It was

was purposely left here to make it even more difficult for prisoners to escape, not that they'd ever step foot

off for a Prison sounded insane. But, to

hexagonal structure with a hollowed out center. The rooms ringed the outside and thought they seemed to be open concept with plenty of windows, everyone knew that even a missile wouldn't be capable of penetrating that

Dark Cloud Prison others could see. What many didn't know was that the hexagonal ring structure of Dark Cloud Prison dug deep underground for almost a kilometer, housing many more

deepest floors, there was no sunlight to be seen, no open concept to marvel at, no nature

was in this darkness that two guards walked,