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.

eyes of the two were already murky with age, but they clutched their son's leather armor between the two of them, their fragile bodies seemingly ready to be blown

too sharp. He didn't miss a single story of grief, a single cry of pain, not a single tear not a single quiver. It was all seared into his mind and stored in

eyed youth

they experienced would have been far

Leonel didn't respond.

the metric he should be using? Especially when just hours ago, he didn't even

him one matter, while his heart pulled

even if he did, he wouldn't be

grip on his wrist. He looked down to find that his blue eyed, right hand man had grabbed

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

eyed youth

along. He didn't know what he should be doing in this world, but he knew that wallowing in self

without a proper home to be greeted

blue eyed youth's laughter seemed to want to fill Leonel's soul with light

town, traveling

homes, the filth and the poverty. It seemed that whether they camped out at the town's entrance or not,

was a large building at the center of the town. Compared to everywhere else, it was almost like a heaven, unblemished by the trash

though, the blue eyed youth led Leonel to a modest little

with our military salary. That sum

the small home, only

"Rollan!"

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