Dimensional Descent

The freshman seating arrangements were not very well thought out. Since freshman like Leonel hadn't even been informed of the importance of the bell, it was obvious that not many were expected to appear in the first place.

Usually, at sporting events, the closer one was to the ground floor, the better. But, in this place, it wasn't quite the same.

With the strength of vision those in the Fourth Dimension had, the viewing experience would hardly be any different whether they were near the bottom or near the top. Regardless, it was only a difference of a few hundred meters.

Thanks to this difference in foundation, those with more strength preferred to sit higher, looking down on those beneath them.

This was especially so for the seating arrangements set aside from Founding Peak, the Peak of Elders.

Whereas every other Peak gained a large somewhat cone shaped seating section, Founding Peak was the only section that didn't have a range of seats from the absolute closest to the absolute furthest. Rather, the entire bottom section of their seating arrangements were outfitted with stone slabs, leaving just a small section at the very top for sitting.

As a result, Founding Peak only had five rows of seats as opposed to the almost hundred every other seating section had.

With such a grandiose display, not many paid attention to Leonel and Aina to begin with. Even those that recognized Leonel from the posters or saw the Hero Peak emblem on the masked girl beside him, didn't say a word.

This wasn't the situation for them to be poking their nose into the matters of others. No one wanted to be the person who caused a scene right now.

…

The Hero Peak stands had a haughtiness about them the other Peaks simply didn't. When one became used to standing at the top, this could only be expected. By now, the pride of the Hero Peak students had sunk into their very bones.

Nearer the top of their seating section, the leg room increased and the chairs became more luxurious.

specific Elders and they

that

every student that had come, but she hadn't caught the faintest glimpse of the

you frowning about

gazed toward the elder who had spoken to

to not go off and do any missions, what good is that brutish battle ax to such a petite young woman? She should be spending more time in

for the sake of idle chatter, gave Magnaril

for this, their top Force Crafter would at least be Tier 1 of the Fifth Dimension. Students came here to learn to

enough talent to make this Magnaril pull her hair out just looking for her, then if she had

for anyone sane… It was obvious that Aina would want

heard, this Aina was quite well known on Hero Peak already… And it was most definitely not

Everyone knew how crazy this woman was. Plus, she controlled the highest class food Hero Peak had to offer. No one wanted to get on the bad side of their chef unless

of these things, but Aina was simply too talented. She had practically picked up everything she had to teach in just a month. From a novice, she could already rival a Tier 7 or 8 Force

thought no sane Force Pill Crafter would ever do, not only would it seemingly always work

How could it be wasted

only to happen to land upon a mask she found too familiar. The issue was that this mask wasn't anywhere near the Hero Peak

Magnaril sighed a breath of relief. But, seeing that she was

though she was watching her daughter fly

for a boy? And

though she was having an aneurysm. But, not only did she also not have the guts to cause a scene here despite her elder status, it was then that the stone slabs beneath the Founding Peak seating section began

hushed quiet fell over the whole