Dimensional Descent

Chapter 929 - Show Me!

Leonel and Anya were escorted into a large room. There was just a single workbench present at the very center of it all and five chairs prepared for the elders that would be, presumably, overseeing it all. Clearly, they had only prepared a single workbench believing that Anya would be the only one taking her exams, but Leonel had thrown a wrench into those plans.

To make matters worse, Leonel and Anya seemed to be laughing and joking amongst each other as though they were two old friends. It was difficult for the elders to even interject with any snide remarks without simultaneously offending Anya herself who was clearly enthusiastically responding to everything Leonel said. So, they could only bite their tongues.

In truth, they didn't care about whether one or two people took the exam now. Their issue with Leonel wasn't that he was here, but rather that he had made them lose face. Every happy interaction Leonel had with Anya was like another slap to their faces. It was as though they felt like he was snatching the good impression Anya was supposed to have of them for himself.

Engnaril followed along with furrowed brows. He was meant to act as an ambassador for Anya so he wasn't necessarily participating in this as a Crafter. But, that only made his emotions even more complicated than the other elders.

In the end, there was Elder Isoltihne who would have very much liked to lop Leonel's head off his neck. But, she too could only stifle herself.

"I thought that you would be mean, but you're actually very nice." Anya said with a giggle.

Leonel raised an eyebrow. Him? Mean? Since when did he give off that sort of impression?

"Mean?"

"Mhm. Your eyes always look like they're calculating something, like you have a barrier up for the world. Plus, there's something dangerous coming off from your body that you seem to be suppressing. You should smile more, yours is not bad to look at."

hand, not thinking very much about what she was saying as her soothing voice tickled their eardrums. But, Leonel felt his heart skip

had always thought himself to be quite charismatic… He had even managed to turn a school of nobles into one with a student body that actually respected a commoner

from organization to organization, baffled as to why he couldn't have the same positive effect on them he had had on Royal Blue Academy. Why was it that he made enemies everywhere he went and yet

that could even ignore his own charisma because it was more intent

was that true? What if he was just receiving the

the Dimensional Verse he couldn't control. But, did that mean he had to

handicapping himself. He rarely led with his charisma anymore. He was more apt these days to lead with indifference and only open up to a smile if someone responded the way he wanted them

Dimensional Verse that he was changing even himself to fit the parts he hated so much about

him for about ten minutes. Was it a coincidence she had said something so profound? Or was

go, calculating again." Anya said with

to mind this

for

woman, I'll have you know. I'm

all she got from Leonel was more laughter, causing

seriously. "That's already twice today. I

but didn't say much of

Elder Isoltihne cleared her throat, taking the central position of the five chairs. The room was exceptionally hollow, making their voices echo. It was obvious that this room was usually able to test thousands of amateur Crafters

only prepared a single

don't really

Isoltihne's jaw clenched so hard it twitched. Who