Dimensional Descent

Chapter 927 - Who Said?

Just when the older woman was about to reach a decision for what to do, a sudden aura approached. Engnaril appeared in their midst not long later, scanning the situation with a hint of helplessness marring his brow.

After a split moment, he bowed respectfully.

"Lady Anya, Elder Isoltihne…"

He greeted Anya and the older woman, giving the other elders a cursory greeting as well.

"My apologies, there's been a mistake at the border. Leonel Morales, correct? Since this mistake is on me and my department, how about I extend you a Green VIP card? You'll be able to enter and exit Guild territory for a year without fees or due process. It'll just take a day to finish the procedures and then you can go about your business. Will that be okay?"

Leonel's pleading expression had already vanished toward one of neutrality. He already realized that there wasn't much of a point in keeping the act up. The moment this Engnaril appeared, the situation was already far out of his control. Unless he was willing to completely fall out with the Force Crafting Guild and battle it out right here, this was as far as he would go.

Plus, how would that end, anyway? In order to get anything out of it, he would probably have to just plunder the treasure stores of the Guild. If he really did that, he'd just gain himself another powerful enemy.

From what Leonel understood, this Force Crafting Guild was just a small branch. But, it represented the prestige of the main branch as well. No one would be let off after just randomly plundering an entire Guild, unless he could hide his identity.

for that. He didn't have enough skill to fool all those scanners and sensors just yet, nor did he have the time to invest in creating the Force Crafts or Arts that could. This was why he didn't even bother to try for

trouble like this,

'Green VIP' Engnaril spoke of might be a worthy trade off… if he ever got his hands on it, that is. It was clear that by Engnaril saying 'it would take a day', that they still wanted Leonel to get out

sudden indifference on Leonel's face, Engnaril's gaze narrowed. He knew well how Leonel had managed

not much different from what you might find on Earth. Visas, citizenship, green cards, workers permits… Even if they might not always go by the

you had to meet certain standards comparable to what most worlds would ask to become a citizen. In that case, the algorithm had a test for youth and talent, obviously preferring people of a certain

even under the modified algorithm, he still managed to get through the screening which led to this

knew well that things weren't so simple. In fact, if it wasn't because of Anya, he might be forced to fawn over

was seeing right through him, unfazed by his word games and his attempts

felt like his time was being wasted because these people thought it was

nice it was, practically felt like

had followed all the rules, done everything he needed to do, and even up until this point he had yet to lash out at anyone, but it simply didn't matter. Even in a situation where you did everything perfectly and as they should be done, if those

begrudgingly accept his proposal since he had no real choice in the matter, he had already remembered these

"Um, excuse me?"

rang out again. As though moths to a flame, all the elders and Engnaril turned over. All they were missing were

to tell with her veil on, she looked to be at most around 17 years old.