Dimensional Descent

Leonel walked into the city to find it quite silent. It was clear that Tyrron and the others had done an excellent job.

By now, the patrolling troops had been replaced with officials of Earth, a stark change from the 500 youths that had been tasked with maintaining order previously. Though these men and women were less powerful, their training was more substantial and, most importantly, there were far more of them.

Seeing Leonel's entry, the Head of the patrol units came forward quickly, saluting respectfully.

"Prince!"

Leonel still couldn't quite get used to this form of address. But, he thought it would be a bit ridiculous if he asked them all to call him Captain, so he let it slide.

"The patrol --."

Leonel shook his head. "It's fine, you don't need to explain these things to me. I'll be headed to the City Lord's mansion. Just be prepared to see to my orders. Here."

Leonel handed the Head patrol guard a talisman that would make communication smoother. To Leonel, drawing such a talisman was as easy as breathing.

Though Leonel hadn't had any formal training in talisman drawing and it could be considered a profession outside of Force Crafting, their roots were practically identical. In fact, Leonel was probably better than most low level Talisman Crafters thanks to his ability.

The profession relied on precision and accuracy, and these were things that Leonel was best at.

The Head patrol guard was bit taken aback by Leonel's dismissiveness. But, he still respectfully accepted Leonel's talisman and watched as the pair began to walk around the city seemingly without aim.

Every so often, the patrol units would come across Leonel and Aina. Without fail, each would immediately respectfully bow before continuing along their patrolling routes.

What of them expected, though, was for this stroll of Leonel's to last so many hours.

the patrol guards couldn't help but compare Leonel to Tyrron. If one were comparing the two, it was obvious who was the better at administration. Leonel couldn't even bother to listen to

the patrolling guards thought that Leonel had lost his way

around the city, the expressions of the patrolling guards only became weirder.

wanted to waste time, shouldn't they do it

ring through the empty streets and catch the attention of the citizens peeking out

Even if Leonel's goal was to enjoy his time with Aina, wouldn't

now, all the stalls were empty, the restaurants were closed, and the citizens were closed

there

didn't explain himself. He walked down street after street, having a nice

time. Though she felt one part guilty, she couldn't help but feel another part ease as well. This feeling was completely new to her, she couldn't help but enjoy it. Her hand felt very secure

…

serious."

"No person in

Leonel stood his

stopped walking, her gaze locking onto

put milk

on! Think about it!" Leonel refused to back down, his eyes lighting with a wild light. "If you put in milk first, you can control the amount of cereal. If you put in the perfect amount of cereal, you can finish it all before it gets soggy. Then, you can incrementally add more cereal! You can savor your meal in peak

a speed eater, by the time you

wrong with soggy cereal, it's a way of life. Next thing you know you'll be saying that peanut butter

"Well…"

"You've got to be kidding me. Pretend like you don't know

is like the icing on a cake. Even though it's good, you can't just make a cake entirely out of

walked away,