Dimensional Descent

Silam was stunned silent, but Leonel only continued to smile lightly.

"How… How do you know this?"

"It's quite interesting actually, I was just flipping through the record of the Radix—"

"That's impossible. There's no way they would know something so sensitive or else they would have long since used it. With how precarious their situation against the Florer family has been, it's impossible that they wouldn't have used us to help clear them of their enemy."

Silam was originally a man of few words, but for some reason he found himself spilling in Leonel's presence. He ended up overcorrecting himself and speaking even more than he would have to usually. But, that didn't change the fact that he was correct.

The Florer family was too powerful and only seemed to steadily grow with every generation. Even with just half of the inheritance of the Silver Empire, the strength they displayed only grew more astounding with every successive generation. In fact, Silam had reason to believe that the strength they displayed now was just the tip of the iceberg. For whatever reason, the Florer family was very concerned with keeping a low profile.

Yet, contrary to that, the Florer family also seemed to be in constant war with the Radix and Midas families. Just on the surface, one could see that there was some sort of secret grudge the two families shared. But, as for the details, neither the Umbra, Rain or any of the other surrounding families had been able to find the truth.

This aside, Leonel stats were perfectly correct. Not only had the Florer won more than half the battles they fought with the Radix, even among the rest, the Radix and Midas still ended up losing all participants in 19% of cases. This was all to say that the Florer were slowly but surely winning the war.

if they had such a trump card, wouldn't they have used it? It simply didn't make

react much

his gaze, but didn't

if I mentioned Radlis, there would at least be something. I wouldn't call myself perfect, but

your gaze was placid, and your temperature remained unchanged. It wasn't until a split moment later when I mentioned potentially sparing you that you shifted and became cold, outright rejecting my

reaction to be quite

Radlis should probably be small. The exception would be if he was a member of your family, maybe your son or

Yet, not once did any of your Heads ask for their wellbeing during our battle or

all, you don't really know Radlis, isn't it normal? But the answer to that question would actually be

processing, memory retrieval… Things of that sort. But your reaction was so benign that it was

further. Even now, he was kneeling on the ground,

records, you're not only adept in the Dark Elemental Force, you're excellent at concealment, you prefer short weapons or throwing weapons, your minds are resistant to mental probing and

his cliches, but isn't that just

a trained response you've honed over the years, correct? It probably makes you

most people." Silam said

think that I'm not quite normal to begin with. I scare myself sometimes. I wonder just how much of me is