Dimensional Descent

Jac observed the shop with a smile, his eyes scanning it from top to bottom. The youths who were standing around, some of whom had already been banned, could only watch on. In all their time on Valiant Heart, this was the first time they had ever heard of an elder taking the initiative to come to a student's shop like this.

Those who recognized Jac as the top Force Crafter of their organization, though, were even more shocked. Someone of Jac's status was only a step below the true powerhouses of the organization.

In truth, a Crafter would usually have even more power than Jac did. The only issue was that Jac couldn't Craft Bronze weapons. As such, most of the strongest warriors of Valiant Heart went to outside sources to get what they needed. This meant that Beinala's power wasn't as great as it could otherwise be had he been a Bronze Crafter.

That said, Jac still had quite a bit of power within the lower echelon of elders and among the elite students. It was he who created their weapons and did maintenance for them. As such, he had a great hold on the middle tier of Valiant Heart.

Still, Jac's greatest aspiration in life was to breakthrough and enter the Bronze ranks. In order to succeed, he needed resources, more than even he could gain by normal means.

He needed special natural treasures to temper his fingers and help them reach a higher Designation. He needed more materials so that he could practice creating Bronze treasures to stabilize his realm. And, most importantly, he needed the astronomical funds that would be required to buy Bronze Force Arts.

No matter which it was, it all required an impossible mountain of resources.

When faced with such an impossible to complete task, for the sake of his ambitions, which man wouldn't bend a little…? Even if it meant listening to some of the 'suggestions' of those he deemed to be his juniors.

Though all of these things were flowing through Jac's mind, his smile never faded.

"Let's go." He said to his wives. With that, they walked into the range of teleportation.

fabricated voice faded away to reveal a recorded message left behind by

esteemed elders. I am honored that you would come to my little shop, however it should be noted that BLACKSTAR only

you understand this and would still like to take a look around, feel free. Unfortunately, due to

still choose

voice was warm, inviting and carried several layers of humility. It was actually quite soothing to listen to and gave many the illusion of a junior dutifully greeting his grandparents and their close

it was particularly grating on the ears… as though there was

their faces as well. But, when

'pitiful' skills didn't allow him to teleport any Fifth Dimensional entity in then there was nothing

one and three? Regardless, a brat in the Third Dimension wouldn't be able

then." Jac said with a smile. "With such a courteous junior, I

wives watched their husband disappear before sending a glance toward one another. They had been looking for some kind of relief, but all they saw

…

Leonel work felt like he was watching a deity gingerly constructing a

air. From time to time, small popping noises would shake Arte to his core. He knew instantly that this was actually a product of Leonel's fingers blasting through the sound barrier in small bursts. He could hardly comprehend how

need to go so far for a mere Tier 6 weapon. It was just that he just received a message that told him that he just might want to hurry up