Dimensional Descent

Samson removed his foot from the armored youths head and kicked him away toward a relay station not far from them.

"Get this bastard out of my sight. I have no interest in protecting dead weight."

There weren't a small number of youths of the Viola bloodline that were unsatisfied with the Vassal system. But, there was nothing they could do. They didn't have the power to change things, and even when most of them did gain power, they chose to leave things as they were.

The trouble was that Vassals didn't have a very strong connection to the family to begin with. They were essentially glorified hired guns. So, the best method the Viola family had to keep these experts by their side was to treat their families well.

If a Vassal died in the line of duty, their family would also be well taken care of. However, should that Vassal not have an Heir, their family would not be allowed to stay in the Viola Estate.

The trouble was that the descendants of Vassals had an overinflated sense of worth. And, this was especially so for descendants from Vassals in the Second, First and Main Cities. This was because the Vassals in these cities were amongst the most important to rope in for succession wars. In such a situation, wouldn't it be too foolish to offend a family member of such a Vassal?

So why was it that Samson dared to do this at all? It was because Rychard was a special case. He had the support of one of the two Eternal Vassals—one of the only two Vassal families that managed to pass down their title from generation to generation.

In addition to this, his mother's background wasn't simple and should he succeed on the current expedition he was on, there was a 60% chance the claim to succession would be his.

of that… The youth he had just kicked away had a father who was a Vassal from the Second City. And, considering his lack of talent, there was no way

as Samson was concerned, the potential Heirs that didn't dare to offend the youths of Vassals… Never stood a chance at the Head Position to begin

that he had established his authority well enough. "This Zone is quite a special one. According to our analysis tools, it actually seems to

back in his youth. It was only after the Empire fell

were comparatively better than the others, like those three masked women over there,

to read more chapters ? ] He shook his head, lamenting the state of these youths as though he

a General. In addition, as a member of the Viola family's main Bloodline, he had also been drilled with all sorts of history. However, the legend of

one be in the Sixth Dimension and have never heard of the

of the language being lost in translation. To General Fye and his people, 'Silver' represented the highest prestige,

was the most appropriate translation as it always lost out to more precious materials like gold, diamond or platinum. But, it still wasn't exactly

face General Fye in his youth. I don't have the time or patience to protect all of you, so some might die. If you

a swirling portal, almost a dozen youths following after

…

Zones seemed to pass down legends of an age long past. But, what would happen if that age hadn't exactly

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to last very long, just three hours. And yet, it felt