Dimensional Descent

Leonel quietly observed his grandfather. This was the first time he was meeting the man, yet he somehow felt a sense of familiarity with him.

At first, Leonel thought that this was his Dream Force dragging up memories for him once again. But, after a while, he understood that this wasn't actually the case.

Dream Force helped his memory to be near infallible. Yet, even with it, his recollections of the man before him were blurry at best.

Something like that seemed impossible to Leonel. With the presence of this man, how could he possibly ever be forgotten? He had an air that seemed to outshine the sun itself. It felt as though even if he was in the depths of space, without even the slightest hint of light, he would still radiate with his own brilliance.

The longer Leonel observed him, the brighter Emperor Fawkes amiable smile seemed to become. He felt more and more satisfied with every passing second.

Leonel's uncle, however, frowned at the current situation.

Standing before the Emperor without a word or even an attempt to bow. This was no small amount of disrespect.

If it was anyone else, the Prince would have long since lashed out. But, this time, he refrained for no other reason than the fact Leonel was his nephew. That said, that didn't stop his impression of Leonel from taking a large dip downward.

Bowing in this situation was more than about showing respect to an Emperor, it was also a means of showing respect for your predecessors. But, clearly Leonel didn't have this modicum of respect.

Leonel, however, wasn't thinking so far. It was just that after his experience with King Arthur, he had gained a dislike of kneeling and bowing. In addition, he hadn't grown up in the same culture as this uncle of his. Leonel had never bowed to even his own father a single day in his life, but this was also part of the reason he hadn't taking kneeling or not kneeling very seriously in the past.

In fact, even now, Leonel didn't think kneeling was a big deal. It was just that he had gained a subtle dislike for it, the same way someone might not like a flavor of ice cream. There was no need to do it if he didn't care for it, the same way there was no reason someone wouldn't go out of their way to eat a flavor of ice cream they weren't fond of.

odd atmosphere was suddenly broken by

you shouldn't be very far from a breakthrough in that respect. You're only

What was any of that supposed to mean? He wasn't

Was he weak minded?

But, from an outsider's perspective, the answer was most definitely yes. Leonel had yet to truly mature yet and his reaction

the fact he was practically blatantly insulted to

shifted to Aina, a light smile on his face. Despite the fact she had put her mask back on, she still felt as though she was being seen through completely. She couldn't help but shiver slightly, her grip on

rather because… he had almost completely forgotten she

The Emperor chuckled.

see them destroyed just as much as I do. In such a case, why would I

the words of comfort, Aina's grip on Leonel's hand only tightened as though

Fawkes turned his

angered

he could only nod. That was the only explanation for what had just

Emperor Fawkes chuckled.

of the Morales Clan to a certain extent. But, I'm afraid that they didn't enter this situation knowing they were facing a potential Heir. They are still treating you

Leonel's gaze brightened slightly.

Emperor Fawkes said

strength isn't small." Leonel finally

be grinning ear to ear, but why is