Dimensional Descent

Leonel pushed the broken doors aside, walking into the familiar dilapidated bar with a smile on his face.

When the white belted senior saw Leonel, he froze. He had only planned to give a casual look over to see who had come. But, what he hadn't expected was for this demon to suddenly appear again.

"Hey!" Leonel grinned, sitting at the bar. "Long time no see!"

The freshmen bar was quite full at the moment. Usually, most would be out on missions right now with the new rules that had been implemented. However, with the sudden danger of the Oryx now being common knowledge, few freshmen still dared to venture out.

Without a thing to do, and with even the most common of training centers now requiring merit points to operate, the freshmen only really had three options: risk their lives, go sleep in their dorms, or hang out here.

It was unsurprising, then, that most chose to come here.

By now, news of Leonel had spread amongst the freshmen and though many couldn't pick him out by his looks, there were still a good few that could. As such, it was no surprise, then, that his appearance caught no small amount of attention.

The bartender shivered under Leonel's gaze but did his best to regain his composure. Seeing how innocent Leonel looked now and comparing him to the monster he had seen before, it was really like night and day. He really had no idea who the true Leonel was.

"What's your name?" Leonel asked politely.

"My… I'm called Mernik."

Leonel nodded. "Mernik, I'm about to do something that will probably cause you a lot of trouble. But, in return, I'm willing to extend you protection should you need it. In addition, if you don't mind, I wouldn't have a problem if you continued to work here."

hard, his pupils trembling. At that moment, he had a hard time maintaining

you want

he really did feel a bit bad. But, he also

officially issuing a challenge. Your boss can come here to defend this

"Ah…"

wanted to shed tears at this

a white belt come be a bartender at this place filled with freshmen? The answer was obvious, it was him who was tasked with maintaining order and

a store that had been passed down through several generations of their family. It might be shabby, but enough ants could even kill an elephant. The freshmen didn't spend a lot in this place, but there were

greatly benefit from this.

was actually above average amongst white belts. But, when compared to Leonel, he felt like a frog at the bottom of a

sharper and more powerful despite the fact he wasn't enraged like he had

"I… I… Alright…"

raise his hand to battle. His palm flipped over, revealing a plaque. With a pained look

onto the plaque. After a quick sweep of his senses, he realized it was an

'Interesting concept.'

mark, using the unique pulses of his Three Star Constitution that had yet

hidden formation beneath the store

DONG! DONG!

light shot into the air, forming a