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?!"

a coward, just

one another at a loss for words. She was acting like Leonel was her grandson when they had known each other for all of one day. They couldn't even reason with her. And, to

he, he also has our branch's emblem. Because you all forced

not only in the Dimensional Verse, but of the Milky Way as well. There were dozens of branches across just this Galaxy alone. They didn't particularly care about branches of other galaxies,

a great help to them even setting Isoltihne's clear overprotection aside. When things were framed in that way, they were losing out not just face, but also tangible benefits, all

complete six Bronze Grade Crafts. Granted, those materials had already

about? What the hell

the grave but the mouth of a belligerent teenager strolled in. Despite his frail frame, his presence seemed to command the

"Guild Head!"

greeted before Isoltihne, as spitefully as she

the expression of the Guild Head only

Stars has a

growl of the old man made those who realized the complexity of the situation nearly faint. They all knew that the old man treated Isoltihne like his own

definitely many among those branches that would purposely stand in

if they took too hard of

our Golden Path

"Ah…"

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