Dimensional Descent

Chapter 750

Chapter 749 - Small Home

The men and women of this town had all been prepared to die. The threat they faced was too great and they were simply too weak.

They knew that they should be happy simply for the sake of surviving, they should be grateful, thanking their lucky stars that they could see another day. However, how could pain be washed away by logic?

"General?"

The blue eyed youth always stood silently by Leonel's side. Seeing him blankly staring at the pain and grief before him, he couldn't help but check up on him.

"Hm?" Leonel absentmindedly responded, his gaze never shifting.

There was a little girl over there, no more than seven years old, clutching the blood stained scabbard her father had left home with.

Not far from her, there was a woman. She had a young and youthful face. Though she wasn't extraordinarily beautiful, she was very pretty, maybe even the prettiest within this small, malnourished town.

Yet, tears streamed down her face endlessly, her sobs echoing as she grasped onto a necklace that hung from her neck with both hands.

With every quiver her body made in her fit of sorrow, her dress shifted in the wind, making the baby bump she sported all the more obvious.

On another side, there was an elderly couple. The old woman with deep grey hair trembled in her husband's arms, her tears getting lost in the folds of her wrinkles.

son's leather armor between the two

of grief, a single cry of pain, not a single tear not a single quiver. It

eyed

pain they experienced would have been

Leonel didn't respond.

he didn't even

him one matter, while his heart

but he knew that even if he did, he wouldn't be able to vent his

suddenly felt a tight grip on his wrist. He looked down to find that

can't let you wallow away in another bar all night after saving our asses. I'll take you to meet my girl,

blue eyed

He didn't know what he should be doing in this

General can't be the only one without a proper

youth's laughter seemed to want

town, traveling

entrance or not, the living conditions of these people truly

everywhere else, it was almost like a heaven, unblemished by the trash of this world. He couldn't help but wonder just what it

Leonel to a modest little home of

our military salary. That sum you lent me? This is what it

small home, only

"Rollan!"

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