Dimensional Descent

Chapter 753 - Three Months

Feeling their gazes was more than just that. It wasn't like what one would experience standing before a crowd and being expected to give a well thought out speech.

No… It was far heavier than that. As though the burden of their hopes and dreams had suddenly been settled onto his shoulders, as though he was their light bearer, as though he was their only hope.

It was a different kind of weight, one that would definitely crush the heart and soul of any man unworthy of it all.

Rollan stood down below, holding onto the small, trembling hand of his wife. His blue eyes seemed to pierce through the space between them, landing on Leonel with a burning light, an endless fervor.

He looked from Leonel's face to the bloodied, four meter long spear in his hand. The crimson liquid dripped slowly from its tip, rebounding off of the marbled steps.

The sound, slow and rhythmic, beat along with their hearts.

"This is your choice?" Leonel asked.

In return, silence was all he received.

"Alright, then."

The crowd of commoners erupted, their roars and cheers surging through the small town like a torrential wave. For the first time, the nobles began to feel some fear of their own, none of them daring to so much as peek out from their windows.

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small town in size and stature, a man with a greying beard sat upon a throne, listening to a

instead gave him an

hands of his General. Since then, the town has been gathered beneath the

border as they're meant to, they've turned their weapons toward the Capital and

However, the court ministers around him already

BANG!

Leonel wouldn't conclude that he was useless in combat like he

his

stop him? Hm? Let him see what the esteemed

title was Mikael the Sturdy, not Round.

so who it was, his fury only

the Cuckold. How about you come over here and

fact he was in the King's presence, he had reclined back in his chair, his feet laying up on a similar wooden railing to the one Mikael slammed. The only difference was that the two were

the peak of perfection. He was truly a handsome man amongst handsome men. Even though he was slouched and his figure wasn't clear, one had no doubt that he would match up in this

in nearly as enraged a fashion. In

only show a range of reactions. Some shook their heads, some ignored the situation entirely, but the majority snickered. It was clear that amongst nobles, Normand wasn't

words proved exactly why that

His Majesty at the behest of his favorite son. What can I say?

you're crying and moping about right now were here, would you even let them lick the dirt off the sole of your boots? Do you even really care about