Dimensional Descent

Chapter 975 Everything,Right?

It was only after sitting down with the father and son that Leonel finally began to pick out some differences between them. They both had on glasses, both were dressed prim and proper, both had measured and controlled attitudes… it could be said that the only difference between them was that Tyrron's father had a slight greying in his hair, but it was clear that even this was vanishing as he absorbed Force day by day just like how Leonel's grandfather was also continuously getting younger.

"I will be honest, I do not blame the two of you."

The father-son pair were caught off guard. Usually, this would devolve into a game of pressure to see who it was would crack and be forced to speak first. In most cases, whoever spoke first would be seen as the more nervous of the two and thus be on the losing side of the discussion from then on.

But, not only did Leonel not wait, he began to speak almost immediately. It was hard to tell if he was simply not used to such royal etiquette, or if this was a tactic to throw them off.

"At the same time, I also don't have the patience to play these games. I'm on a little bit of a time crunch. I won't be young forever, you know. So, how about I lay things out how I see them?"

Leonel sat comfortably in his seat and continued to smile.

not my enemies. We just happen to see

that your hold on power will remain the same. The best case is that it dilutes, the worst case is that you're forgotten to the annals of history and washed away along with the other noble families that failed to continue to

a brat like me claims a city with a small bit of merit and then suddenly disappears for three years, it wouldn't

City I claimed. There are practically no parts of the city I once claimed remaining and even a rational person might conclude that this was no longer my city to begin

recovered, continuing to listen to

city was claimed for me by virtue of an Imperial Pendant. If you look at things this way, in terms of

to understand this

were in your shoes, I just might send my butler to receive myself and announce my name and title to those present. Maybe very quickly the reverence the people held for me would take hold and I

and believe that I was untouchable. Once I began to believe that, I just might also think that snatching White

if I did that, I would be walking into a trap,

staring toward Leonel

something so foolish, I would leave silently while allowing the underpinnings of the city I painstakingly built to crumble one

example, I might use the contracts I've signed with merchants to manipulate the economy of the city. After all, those contracts were signed with White City, not the Imperial Capital or the Ascension Empire. These merchants might start withdrawing, decreasing the

less customers to sell to. How would they be able to protect their profit margins without some help from