Dimensional Descent

"I guess that's your choice then."

Leonel's palm flipped over. Before anyone could react, his bow had been nocked with three arrows. Though his gaze was indifferent, a stifling killing intent loomed overhead.

"I'll ask you one more time. Are you three going to step out on your own, or would you rather and arrow through the head?"

Leonel speaking out the exact number made those who had just been hesitating feel their hearts seize. How did he know this?

The worst part was that Leonel had come to them before they could even think of reporting these matters.

It was difficult to tell exactly what was going on in the city, so those who were spies could only rely on their abilities. But, before they got a good understanding of what was happening, Leonel had appeared here and startled them all awake.

"You aren't even people of Terrain. Is money really worth your life?"

Leonel's back flexed, pulling his bowstring back.

Tyrron wouldn't make the mistake of taking these people at their words. If they were here, that meant that they most definitely were people of other worlds. As for how Tyrron knew this, Leonel wasn't sure. But, Leonel himself could pick out the subtle differences.

Of course, a person from a world wouldn't necessarily have the same appearances. This wasn't a matter of how they looked, but rather about the way the energies around them behaved. People from the same world had subtle nuances about them that Leonel was able to pick out.

Just from a casual observation, Leonel was able to pick out these people with ease.

That said, there was no telling if Leonel was correct. It was always possible that these people had deeper ties to Terrain than it seemed. But, it was worth a try.

"Alright then. Die."

gaze sharpened, landing

bowstring was about to be released, two figures dashed forward, quickly

"I surrender! I surrender!"

It was clear that they

his aura onto them, they felt as though they had fallen into the pits of despair. The only ways they could see to save

a bunch

obese merchant was on the other side of it. This man who seemed to be all talk and no substance actually

brat." The obese merchant snarled. "How did you manage to

like the two before him. At the same time, though, Leonel also had no intention

noticed that Leonel had no intention of saying

your head the other way, kid. Do you

began to speak of his background again. But, whereas last time it came off more like a spoiled brat talking about his rich parents, at this moment, it felt as though a

longer an explanation. It was

located on a tiny little wing of the Milky Way Galaxy. Even

Galaxy has control of all the

thought, the little mink appeared, holding a familiar disk-like dictionary in his

is the highest ranking member of

matters something an infant world like Earth would know? Did

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highest ranking member of