Dimensional Descent

There was nothing the Luxnix family could do about it. Alienor had displayed her strength in the most straight forward way possible, and yet she hadn't spoken a single word. They all suddenly understood just what it meant to be a Sector Ranked disciple.

Sparking Star Order looked on blankly, her face pale to an extreme. She felt quite hollow, almost as though the hit of her lack of descendants was landing for a second time…

…

"Little Lion, you're really making your mother worry, here."

Alienor wrapped her arms around her son's, her face matching her words quite perfectly. She still felt uncomfortable leaving things like this. When they returned to the Void Palace, although they would both be in the same place, it wouldn't be a simple matter for her to see Leonel. Not only would she have many responsibilities to return to, but the work that would soon be dropped on Leonel's plate wouldn't be small either.

Unfortunately, she wasn't her husband. She couldn't' move about unhindered in the Void Palace, at least not yet.

She was already worried enough about Leonel going over there, but if she had to worry about Wise Star Order as well, it was a bit much.

"Mom…"

Alienor's ears perked up, expecting to at least hear words of reassurance. But, what she got instead was…

"… How'd you and dad meet? I need ammo on the old man."

so caught off guard that she sputtered with laughter, forgetting her worry for a moment. It seemed that her son had been poorly influenced by her husband. They were

was very serious with his question. That old man had spent years making fun of him for how often he had failed to ask Aina out. Then, just recently in the Dimensional Cleanse Trial World, Leonel thought he was finally going to get some fatherly advice from his dad, only to find

thing back then in the midst

that little girl, she probably thinks you'll always

and he was probably right. But, the old man talked a

father wasn't in a setting you would think. He was one of my mentors when I first entered the Void

the old man's a groomer. This is good stuff

more perfect. He could already think

it

as directly opposite to his own son as you could get, but it was the kind of

father was in charge of the trips we would take

to go off on my own like the top geniuses of our Rank, unfortunately. Because Earth hadn't underwent its Metamorphosis, I didn't have

man and he was able to protect me from a lot of abuses I would have had to suffer otherwise.

Don't get lovey dovey on

thought this, Leonel