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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and stature, a

him an air of wisdom and confidence, even bolstering his looks to a level that

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

the Capital and have been steadily eating away at our

in expression. However, the court ministers around him already began to bluster in rage before he, himself,

BANG!

conclude that he was

blood is on his hands! This scourge

to stop him? Hm? Let him see what the esteemed

the Sturdy, not

who it was, his fury

say, Normand the Cuckold. How about you come over here and

he was in the King's presence, he had reclined back in his chair, his feet laying

to the outline of his nose could be considered to be at 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

as enraged a fashion. In fact,

heads, some ignored the situation entirely, but the majority snickered. It was clear

his next words proved exactly why

behest of his favorite son. What can I say? I simply did my duty. It's very amusing, even I laugh, I don't mind if you

I find even funnier? If any one of those 'nobles' you're crying and moping about right now were here, would you even let them lick the dirt off the sole