Dimensional Descent

Chapter 948

Chapter 947 - Elder Lumin

In a particular room within the Guild House, several elders could be found shaking their heads. Among them, there were the elders who had just given Leonel his certification and Isoltihne. But, at the moment, Isoltihne was like a momma bear who had just witnessed her cub's tail being stepped on.

"Is this really what we're doing?! You can just blatantly target one of our own now?!"

"Isol, that's Shield Cross—"

"I don't care who it was?!" Isoltihne snapped. "So anyone can just accuse our Crafters as they please and then target them as long as their fist is large enough? Did you all forget that the Guild has numerous branches just like Shield Cross Stars does?! Why do we have to fear them?!"

The lips of the elders twitched.

"Come on Isol, you know we don't have the fire power to go against them. Plus, we have a symbiotic relationship."

"Oh, so you remember that too?! How could they finish their fancy little uniforms without us?! If we put our foot down and refused to Craft any more for them, what do you think would happen?! On top of that, when has a Crafter ever feared someone with power?! We could have destroyed that whole fleet with a press of a button, but you bumbling buffoons didn't even let me go help Little Leonel!"

"Did you not see?! They brought three Enforcers with them! THREE! Had you gone out, how long do you think you would have lasted?!"

coward, just

at a loss for words. She was acting like Leonel was her grandson when they

one of us, but not only is he, he also has our branch's emblem. Because you all forced us to wait for the Guild Head's approval, for

dozens of branches across just this

to them even setting Isoltihne's clear overprotection aside. When things were framed in that way, they were losing out

minutes to complete six Bronze Grade Crafts. Granted, those materials had already been processed, but if they used that as an excuse they would

about? What the hell happened

seemed to have a foot in the grave but the mouth of a belligerent teenager strolled in. Despite his frail frame, his presence seemed to command the room. If Leonel had been there, it would have only taken him a moment to realize that this old man was a Quasi Sixth Dimensional

"Guild Head!"

greeted before Isoltihne, as spitefully as

the expression of the

Cross Stars has

nearly faint. They all knew that the old man treated Isoltihne like his own daughter and had for

that there were still dozens of other branches! They couldn't speak for all of them! In fact, there were most definitely many among those branches that would

blew up, the more disadvantageous it would become to them, especially if they took

our Golden Path

"Ah…"

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