Dimensional Descent

At least that was what Leonel thought… But when the old timers actually came to their station, he began to question himself all over again.

"Hello Kaela." Jac smiled amiably. "How have you been?"

Kaela's face was a bit stiff, but she still managed to squeeze out a smile.

"I've been good, Elder Beinala."

"Ai, what a distant form of address. What happened to the little girl who would always cutely call me master? Is there a need to be like this?"

Kaela's face still remained somewhat stiff. Every fiber of her being wanted to stick a middle finger up and tell this old fart to go to hell, but she knew that despite the amiable personality of this old man, he wielded quite a bit of power in Valiant Heart. She didn't want to risk her path being cut off for no reason.

She had already managed to separate from this old man without incurring too much of a penalty. She didn't want to risk anymore.

"Alright, Jac. Stop teasing the poor girl. If you had lightened up the workload on those poor little kids like I told you, she would have never left."

"Ai, I was just trying to get her full potential out!"

"Alright, alright. You've said this many times already. It seems your favorite disciple is doing quite well for herself, even ready to submit some new designs for the Exchange List. How about we give her the stage."

Who Leonel thought were Beinala's two wives mediatated the situation, finally letting them get down to business.

Leonel realized at that moment that he might have misread the looks the old timers had been given their station. He forgot to consider the fact they might just be looking because they recognized Kaela.

From their talk, it seemed that these old timers were closer to Kaela than he thought. At the very least, though Kaela was unsatisfied with their relationship, the three of them didn't dislike the young girl. They even seemed to somewhat understand her decision.

this was the case… Was there really no trump card coming? Was there

his head around

and

have four products total split into two categories. We have

Grenade and Elite Polished Grenade.

Beinala's wives perked

a great Crafter in her own right, being Tier 8. So, she was obviously aware of the

nodded, growing more

the common and Elite version work on the

presentation became somewhat of a performance. Leonel

below Tier 4 and severely injure someone at Tier 4? And the Elite version

Kaela beamed. "Yes."

had never actually tested the grenades, but she was confident in Leonel's assessment. If there was anyone whose calculations could be trusted

used the

the price?" Jac

version will cost just 5 merit points. The Elite version will

only reason they hadn't been too shocked by the strength of these grenades was because they expected it to be expensive. This was usually the case

even. But they would be much to expensive to manufacture on

1 merit point was just 10 kilograms of Fourth Dimensional Urbe Ore. To buy something that could kill a Tier 6 existence with just 100 kilograms of Urbe… That was cheaper than even the price of

this is the price you want to sell

"Certain." Kaela said confidently.

wizened eyes narrowed, but he eventually turned his gaze toward

"And this?"