Dimensional Descent

"It seems that they've swapped out the City Lord. The name of this person is Leonel Morales. He seems to be one of the prime targets for the World Spirit hunt."

In hushed tones, voices communicated back and forth within a residential area of White City. Oddly enough, despite the fact they didn't try to lower their voices in the slightest, if one stood more than a half meter away from them, hearing their words at all would be a fool's dream.

The people of Terrain weren't fools. It was an impossibility that they never considered what might happen should a city of theirs be captured. They were well aware that despite the fact Earth was a fledgling world, the threat they posed to a weaker world like theirs was astronomical.

As such, Terrain's goal was never to be perfect. Rather, they had planned for decades and as such had decades worth of contingency plans.

Just one of these contingencies were the spies left within the city. These people were regular residents. Not only had they not joined the war efforts, but they had even lived in this city for years now. Even if one interviewed every citizen of Terrain, it would be impossible to weed them out.

Not only had these people been deeply undercover for several decades, but they were highly intelligent and adept at hiding themselves. There was simply no chance at finding them with any sort of ease. Even Tyrron got a headache dealing with them all.

However…. Leonel wasn't Tyrron.

…

With a flip of his palm, Leonel retrieved the other half of the communication talisman he left with the Head of the patrol units.

"Hello."

"Right, I have no idea what that Prince is… Ah! Yes! Prince! At your service!"

Aina giggled to the side as Leonel shook his head. If he had really wanted to, he could have been listening in on their conversation from beginning to end. It was just that he didn't have the mind to care about the thoughts of these patrolling guards.

spoke louder than

No single group can be made of less than 10

"Prince?"

units was clearly confused. Where was all of this coming from?

of the utmost importance.

call, the looming darkness over

City Lord Mansion, his

"Begin."

The sound of breaking doors, screaming women and children, and the

But, he didn't make any

majority of them would choose to commit suicide. And, of those

friends, they had wives, they had children… In most cases, these family

didn't need to witness any of it personally, he still felt his stomach churn. The feeling was no different from the first time he killed a man. And somehow, he felt that this feeling was

you alright?" Aina asked

Leonel smiled somewhat bitterly.

but I will be." He

Aina squeezed Leonel's hand.

that she, as a woman, would be more empathetic than

her opinion, Leonel's actions were even more benevolent than they would be had anyone else gone through with them. At the very least, he could pinpoint the exact spy. Aina was certain that if Tyrron was left to do

all of them?" Aina asked after another

his head. "There's still one more group in this city that even Tyrron likely didn't suspect. Because if he did,

more…?" Aina's expression was confused for a moment before they suddenly lit up beneath her mask. "You