Dimensional Descent

Jac's laughter came to a grinding halt when he heard Leonel's words. For a moment, he thought he had heard wrong, but seeing the cold expression on the latter's face, he thought he had been sent to some parallel universe.

A Fourth… No, this brat was actually in the Third Dimension and actually dared to talk to him in this way. It felt like he must have been living in some sort of matrix, or this was possibly some sort of great practical joke. But, where were the cameras?

He was stunned for a good long while, not knowing what to say in the slightest.

It wasn't just him. Even Kaela and the others forgot to breathe. Although they all had a tacit understanding that it was Beinala who had screwed them all over, none of them actually dared to say anything. Even when Kaela was wronged by Beinala for so many years, she hadn't dared to do anything other than leave. But, even that took great courage.

As for Arte? He felt like he was about to faint.

Who knew how arrogant Higher Dimensional Beings were? They practically looked at those within lower states of being like they were ants, and they weren't wrong to. Every Dimension was a great watershed. Even though Leonel had experienced this with his body and mind, he couldn't be truly considered to have.

In the simplest terms, Beinala who was in the Fifth Dimension should have been like a god to them. Yet, Leonel actually dared to say such words.

"… What did you just say?"

"I don't think my words were unclear, Beinala. Others might see your smiling face and feel forced to ignore the atrocities you've committed, but I feel no need to. I don't have to kiss at your feet because in my eyes, what you can provide to me is worthless. My calling you an Elder is nothing more than respect for your being born earlier than I was.

Valiant Heart. Instead, you a contracted representative brought over

I still have some accounts to settle with you, I will play along. This is already the second time you've slandered my Crafts. I promise you,

temper flared. Rage he had been holding down

the quill in his hand. With swift movements, he removed his Crafter Gloves from his spatial ring and threw them to the ground at Beinala's

Jac looked on stunned.

gesture. He had never thought he would see such a thing here.

to one of gentlemen. The issue was that the Crafting Gloves were meant to represent the blood, sweat and tears of the Crafter. But, the last time Leonel had used these gloves, he had been dissecting a

he didn't deserve this kind of

head back, his amiable smile fading to one of near madness. Who

An ant of the Third Dimension dares to challenge me. I,

pulled out a shimmering badge from his spatial ring, slamming it toward the ground

Dimensional existence swept through the room. Without quarter to fight back, Arte fell to his knees, his face smashing against the ground not long

the ground, causing a subtle flash of light. In the next instant, Jac felt as though his pressure

watching off guard. But, what shocked them even more was that the BLACKSTAR emblem faded to reveal two men, one young and one

Leonel's

outside, Jac's wives were caught off guard. Seeing

A Craftsmen Duel? How had