Dimensional Descent

Chapter 928 - Target

Engnaril was stunned. He had thought his plan to be foolproof, but now he could only try his best to hold back an ugly expression.

According to the files, Leonel was Tier 1. In addition, the scan hadn't caught the sign of any other lifeforms on him, so it was most likely that he didn't have a Spirit by his side, making it so that his Force Crafting would be limited.

Of course, Spirits were rare, so this wasn't exactly a negative on Leonel, it was just an observation, one that was just as important as the first.

As someone who was in Tier 1, it was impossible for Leonel to have had the Soul Force needed to Craft Bronze treasures for long. In addition, considering Leonel age, Engnaril would guess that Leonel had been in the Fifth Dimension for a month or two at best. Any longer, and considering his talent, he would have progressed far more than he had.

This was all to say that if Engnaril had to assign a probability, he would guess with 97% assuredness that Leonel was not a Bronze Crafter and was, at best, a Quasi Bronze Crafter, a feat that was still very much excellent for his age. In fact, Engnaril thought that he had vastly overestimated Leonel as well.

But hearing this, he felt like he was at a loss for words.

The elders looked over toward Leonel as though they wanted to tear him to shreds, especially Isoltihne. It was clear that none of them believed Leonel. They weren't aware of what Lady Anya's backing was exactly, but they knew of the person who requested for them to take care of her. Such a person wasn't an individual they could afford to offend, and yet even they were subservient to Anya. This was enough to tell them just what a fearsome existence Lady Anya must be.

And yet, this little troublemaker was trying to ruin everything.

Unfortunately, before they could say anything, Anya's expression lit up. She clapped her hands together, her slender fingers and delicate palms turning red at just the slight strain.

"That's excellent! Then we can take the exams together!"

Anya seemed to be excited. Her smile bloomed beneath her veil, but it was just a shame that they could only catch the faintest shadow of it all.

even get the chance to twist Leonel's arm into admitting that he was lying. It was all very infuriating. However, the troublemaker himself no longer spared them a glance, smiling in thanks to

blamed Anya to begin with. After all, it was clear that this had all been done without her knowledge. At the same time, he also had

a kind

not quite knowing what to do. But,

to graze and relax a bit.

Yes, yes…" Isoltihne

again, walking beside Little White with a light smile on her

"Thank you."

definitely heard him aim

her gaze carrying a hint of mischief, another hint of intelligence, and

"I'm Anya."

Leonel chuckled. "I'm Leonel."

"Just Leonel?" Anya blinked.

"Just Anya?" Leonel replied.

Lady Anya." Anya

of laughter. What was truly adorable was that Little White followed along with Leonel's lead, letting out

seemed to like Leonel even

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