Dimensional Descent

Chapter 936 - Not a Big Deal

Isoltihne snapped out of her surprise, subconsciously shaking her head. She had been so annoyed with Leonel all this time that she hadn't noticed until just now that this boy was quite handsome.

Wait, what was she thinking? She was old enough to be his grandmother's grandmother. She had grown out of the swooning over pretty men stage a long time ago. Though there were still some faint lines of beauty on her aged features, definitely above average for a woman as lived as her, she wasn't under the illusion that she could still attract men with her looks—at least not men who weren't at least as old as she was, that is. But, even those old bastards would prefer to chase after youthful swan meat.

It was quite the double edged sword. As a Crafter, Isoltihne's thinking speed might not match up to Leonel's, but it was still far greater than most. This was usually a good thing, but at the moment she felt like she had overthought something as benign as a smile. It was embarrassing to the point her cheeks flushed slightly.

Of course, this flushing had little to do with her attraction to Leonel and everything to do with the embarrassing train of her thoughts. After all, as she had told herself previously, she had long since grown out of such a stage.

However, before she could regain her bearings, she found that Leonel was before her, his hand having already reached out to lightly grasp the pendant that had hung from her neck. In that moment, she found herself frozen again.

This time, it was because of two things.

For one, Leonel's scent was unique. It wasn't masked by cologne and felt fresh and natural, and yet it still held an edge of intoxication to it. The best thing it could be likened to for lack of a better comparison was fresh paper. When one entered an office, especially one that had large printers blasting at full tilt all hours of the day, the first few whiffs of that new paper smell was almost drug-like.

was like this, but it was far more layered, complex and fragrant. But at the same

that shocked Isoltihne, though, was that Leonel

have slapped him to death for doing such a thing. Or, maybe if he wasn't so nice to look at or smell she would have reacted in that way even if she had

Leonel's face or his scent, Isoltihne found Leonel's hands to be

they also coursed with veins that traveled up his forearm. Their beauty was beyond anything she had ever seen and the longer she looked at them, the more she felt her chest

that there was something wrong with her actions, a flash

down, careful not to touch the skin of her chest before taking a

speak before her pendant

and coursing through her veins. In just a few circulations, Isoltihne's cheeks seemed rosier, her skin less wrinkled

few minutes, under their astonished gazes, her age regressed by at least five years. Though she still looked like she could be a grandmother, it was now to the point one might have to ask her just how young

was stunned. 'He… He actually

Revitalizing Jade. Much like many other precious Ores, Revitalizing Jade came in several grades and this one just so happened to be of the

centuries even, of hard work for Isoltihne to get her hands on it. And,