Dimensional Descent

Chapter 942 - Sigh

"Evacuate the surroundings! Tier 4 Fugitive, Leonel Morales, stop all form of resistance!"

The voice came booming, but it made Leonel raise an eyebrow.

'Tier 4? I thought that previous guy said that if I wasn't handed in within two hours, I would become a Tier 3 Fugitive… It seems that never got the chance to take affect.'

Leonel had no idea how lucky he was that this was the case. In fact, it could be said that Scithe was only using this as a threat to force Earth's hand.

The threshold between a Tier 4 and Tier 3 Fugitive was the difference between this matter being handled by an individual galaxy or pulling in the forces of others. What did this mean? It meant that up to Tier 4, one's fugitive status was still relative to the strength of your galaxy. But, the moment you stepped into Tier 3, you would be the target of all Shield Cross Star branches across the Dimensional Verse.

It could be said that the moment Leonel stepped outside of this galaxy, he would be a free man. But, with how difficult it was to travel between galaxies, how could they believe that it would be a simple matter for Leonel to do so? And even then, where would he go?

All this said… Being Tier 4 was also equivalent to being among the most wanted of a Galaxy. And, the amount of vitriol pointed Leonel's way spoke volumes about this.

Leonel's palm shifted slightly, causing a beautifully crafted wooden spear to appear in his hand. It was carved of a deep black grain and it was continuous with its wooden blade. It was clear that the whole thing had been cut out of a single piece.

Though Leonel hadn't said anything, his actions were clear as day for all to see. The laziness in his eyes seemed to vanish, his gait still steady as he walked toward the gates.

a world without an alert going off in the first place was ridiculous. Then there was the fact it took hours to get back to him that this Leonel was actually a Tier 4 Fugitive?! If the system was always so terribly slow, then how would they protect the

Leonel. But now

ships pressed down, flatting the stretches of

strands giving him a sort of carefree

in Shield Cross Stars."

he still managed to cut through it all. His King's Might didn't seem capable

trial or proper proceedings… Is this

decided that he might as well try to talk. But, he couldn't take an approach that was too

planet? The very planet he was technically in line to potentially inherit? Then, when

sense. Just a little investigation would tell anyone this. So, Leonel knew that he couldn't take a casual stance with this. Anyone with half a brain would understand

didn't

man Engnaril stood respectfully behind raised up a hand

man was all he needed to stop his words in their tracks. Sometimes, the

narrowed. If they were going to offend Leonel, they might as well offend him all the way. There

a squadron usually led by Engnaril shot forward. They were usually tasked with guard duties on this world. In fact, amongst them, there were two very familiar faces in Rio

auras sharper and far less of a joke. It seemed that they did have some