Dimensional Descent

Leonel followed behind Sael, casually looking through the city at the feet of the seven peaks.

Though he had previously described this city as small, the truth was that this was only an illusion. It felt quite quaint due to all the nature in the surroundings. But, for a city to be at the base of seven separate Peaks, its size didn't need to be explained.

This space was taken over by the youths of Valiant Heart. Since a single round of recruitment brought in over a thousand, it wasn't a surprise that they managed to fill in all this space. But, Leonel could also tell that there were quite a number here that weren't members of Valiant Heart.

Though the city didn't have tourists, what it did have were many traders.

It only took a silent walk around the city for Leonel to understand what was happening.

Valiant Heart was likely only one protected corner of this Fifth Dimensional world. Beyond it, he was sure that there were countless resources. It was at this very city that these resources could be traded.

It seemed that Valiant Heart gave quite a bit of freedom to its disciples and students. But, Leonel was also sure that they took their fair share of taxes from these transactions.

'So that's how these factions are competing, huh?'

Sael and the others had no idea how much Leonel had picked up on a single pass through of the city. He could clearly see that the shops and various establishments he passed through were separated into six avenues. There was no doubt that these six represented the six Peaks.

It seemed that there was a lot of tension in the underbelly of this organization. But, this also bred a competitive fire that could fuel later generations.

the face of a common enemy? Or would Valiant Heart eat itself

led the group to the core of

Leonel thought it was a shame that they didn't have pyramids considering their style of dress, but he doubted that anyone here would even understand

found it curious though. Though this large building had quirks that existed outside of what one would expect from Roman architecture, it was still eerily similar. Leonel

register yourselves and become official warriors of

what they call

to be registered one by

that the spatial rings they were given, not only acted as the life saving treasure Sael once mentioned, but also acted as their form of identification. Leonel found the number of functions they could pack into such a small device to be quite

parts a Craft had, the more complex it was. There was also another second direction of complexity. And this was incredibly small and miniature

had already built a Craft with many parts, but he had yet to do the opposite. This

absentmindedly registered, barely paying attention as Sael led them around the city once

methods of entry. The first is the golden tags you all should have gotten during the entrance exam. The second is by any number of Peak Rivalry events that happen over the course of the year. And, the third

that if you accumulate ten golden tags, you can even trade for a Tier 9 weapon. 100 golden tags will get you a Quasi Bronze weapon. And though it's nearly impossible, there

the group, but when she looked back, she only saw that they were all gazing

take advantage of the golden tickets you all have now. Sometimes you have to spend money to make money.

more odd she felt

throat. "… Um, beautiful big sister, we don't

That old man always gives

following everyone's gaze back to