Dimensional Descent

White City seemed to have a veil of darkness hanging over it.

This wasn't particularly unexpected. As far as the citizens of White City were aware, they had just lost the war.

The truth of the matter was that with how tight lipped the City Lords had been about this operation, the citizens of Terrain as a whole knew little about what was happening. It was only after they descended onto Earth that these matters were made known to the masses.

Unfortunately for some, not all of the citizens trapped here were even citizens of Terrain. Many had come from other worlds to sight-see and purchase various local delicacies and staples.

But now, for obvious reasons, the teleportation stations had been shut down. So, these tourists were stuck here in a war they wanted no part of. One way or another, these people would never benefit, so it could be imagined how aggrieved they were feeling.

That said, in such a high stakes environment, not many dared to make their displeasure known on a large scale. By the same token, though, those that did dare to voice out their demands most definitely didn't come from simple backgrounds.

This only added to the underlying tension the city was under.

It was this situation that Leonel and Aina walked into. They looked toward the looming city gates in silence, their demeanors serious.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Why even risk it?" Aina asked. "It can't be for the money, right?"

have subordinates in the truest sense. He didn't have anyone who knew how to manage or run a city, nor did he have anyone

been recalled to the capital. In addition, they couldn't be truly considered Leonel's

been with Leonel for a short time, the impression he had left on

longer. The time for Valiant Heart Mountain's entrance ceremony was quickly coming up, so any thoughts of building up a faction on Earth was too far from Leonel's

a familiar entourage of people walked out. Among them, there was Tyrron who seemed to have gotten a new pair

lightly when he laid eyes on Leonel

capable hands, then, Prince Leonel." Tyrron

Leonel had heard his voice. Even during the negotiations for Camelot,

Such a person had the right to treat their words like gold.

that resonated with the heart. One would think you were being lulled into a land of dreams just being

while Tyrron's expression was amiable, the aids following him were quite obviously displeased. Leonel, didn't pay very much attention

smile on his face

you, then. Your efforts

in response, allowing Leonel and Aina to pass them by and enter the

talismans of their own for their use to return to Earth. But, by this point, one of the women following behind him couldn't hold back

Prime Minister, this

past week trying to get the City in tiptop shape. Just when it was finally