Dimensional Descent

"I need you to understand how horrible what you've done to your body is. Have you never held in a fart for too long? I don't understand how you don't feel uncomfortable all over. Plus, do you never sleep? How did you even manage to keep this up?"

Leonel frowned. He had never felt uncomfortable. Plus, even if he did, what was a little discomfort compared to being fried to ash by his own Innate Node? A part of him still somewhat believed that Wise Star Order was trying to trick him again. But, he deduced that that was unlikely.

Also, it wasn't very difficult to manage this because he just set one of his minds to the task.

"You're pretty vulgar for an old man. Now that I think about it, I have two Savants under my wing. You can train them."

Wise Star Order had been too surprised today so he had begun to think a measure before he spoke. Still, hearing that Leonel had two Savants with him made him speechless again. Since when did his kind start to grow on trees? But, worst yet, what made Leonel think he could train them? He had his ability and they had their own.

Plus, wasn't he afraid that he'd use the Savants to mess with him? The relationship between Master and Disciple was pretty special and Savants could either be much harder or much easier to manipulate than a normal human. He was playing a risky game here.

"What makes you think I can train them?"

"Even if you don't have their abilities, I'm sure you have a deep understanding of what it means to grow powerful as a Savant. Plus, you've seen a lot."

"What are their abilities?"

"One has a spatial lock ability, the other has a defensive mirror ability. They both seem to be variations or mutations of known Ability Indexes, Vice with a Spatial Affinity Ability Index, and Candle with an Energy Shield Ability Index."

"… Lucky brats."

Star Order was jealous. If he had those abilities instead of his own, he would have

He wasn't naïve enough to believe that was true. If he had been born with another ability, not only would he have lost his long lifespan, but he might not

me when they

chuckled. What choice did

to care for Savants and the actions of his grandfather, though a risk mitigation measure, had made them

Order definitely wasn't normal, and he had his quirks. But, he still functioned within realms of reasons

completely anti social and couldn't properly interact with the world. They needed a mentor like Wise Star Order if they would be Leonel's guards in the

there? At least he had a modicum of control over Wise Star Order. If he handed them to some teacher with unknown motives at

arranging the containers. After he was done, he thought for a moment before pulling out a large basin three quarters the height of a normal man. Then, he filled it

this. If he was really going to die, then hopefully his mom and grandmother would be able to stabilize the

"That… Don't tell me…"

off now. I use this water to flush my toilets. Good? Good. Now focus, I'm trying not

cool and refreshing feeling hitting him from head to toe. Even after so long, Sixth

a new word for you. Idiot and fool doesn't seem to cut it… You have this kind of treasure and you don't even know how to use it… How are you supposed to use Cleansing Water properly if you've sealed off your Nodes?!

Order had reached the point of shedding

the old man. He had only brought out Cleansing Waters because they had an exceptionally high boiling

need to overthink it… Just…

control over his Nodes, allowing Force to flow through them naturally. He began very slowly, only going bit by bit. Even if this was the natural state of things, after so long doing things the wrong way, he didn't think that letting it go all at once

then… The pain