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 them, their fragile

single cry of pain, not a single tear not a single quiver. It was all seared into his mind and stored in a place

blue eyed youth

would have been far worse if not for

Leonel didn't respond.

just hours ago, he didn't even spare the lives and deaths of these people

logic seemed to tell him one matter,

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

wrist. He looked down to find that his blue eyed, right

let you wallow away in another bar all night after saving our asses. I'll take you to meet my

eyed youth

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

be the only one without

laughter seemed to want to

the town, traveling

shabby roads, the half broken homes, the filth and the poverty. It seemed that whether they camped out at the town's entrance or

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

blue eyed youth led Leonel to a modest

with our military salary. That sum you lent me? This

two entered the small home, only to hear a

"Rollan!"

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