Dimensional Descent

The more Leonel saw of this tense atmosphere, the more put off he was. He could even feel some of these reservations beginning to press upon himself as well. It was simply human nature to follow along with a crowd. But, the oddity of it all was that a genius didn't usually fall into such things so easily.

Leonel couldn't help but wonder what could have happened to such a large group of geniuses for the blades to dull to this extent. What had he missed in these last few months?

The Smithy had three main counters, none of which seemed to be markedly different from the others. Behind each of them, one stoic individual stood. All three were men and completely shirtless.

Whenever someone came forward, an odd looking spatial ring would be handed over, the man would then disappear behind the curtains to their back, only to return several minutes later with the very same odd spatial ring.

The 'client' in this case, would hurriedly take the spatial ring away and rush out of the Smithy with their heads lowered.

The truth was that the only reason Leonel was able to tell this was a Smithy as all was because he was quite sensitive to such things. Though the curtains were embedded with Force Arts that muffled sounds and blocked Force, Leonel could practically smell it in the air.

But that once again left him baffled. Do they really need weapons to this extent…? Unless…

Leonel's gaze narrowed. With a thought, he flipped a palm and a weapon appeared within it. This wasn't a weapon that came out of the Spear Domain. Rather, it was one of the prototypes he had formed to prepare for practicing with his Scarlet Star Force Arts.

There wasn't anything special about the material other than the fact it was Sixth Dimensional. It was only a material of this level that could withstand Destruction characteristics for a long enough period of time for Leonel to make use of it.

right then, but each of them turned away just as quickly as though they were scared that others would

after several minutes passed, nothing happened. But,

forward with his other hand. With a slight

SNAP!

a perfectly primed and ready Sixth Dimensional Metal snapped like a twig. Nothing seemed wrong with it initially, and yet it had already

that he had figured it out without being told anything. Their efforts at keeping this

spatial ring into the Segmented Cube and then brought the cube itself out. He didn't care about the gazes that fell onto it as he

to become a spatial ring as it couldn't shrink past a certain point, but Leonel still managed to get it to become a finger sleeve that wrapped

ring, but unsurprisingly, with a light squeeze of his

seems that Anarchic Force isn't a

a few checks,

before crumbling to dust. However, the Ocean Drop Vial was perfectly fine. It seemed that only materials that had a certain standard would be able

an organization after all, of course they would have the same

to work slower on normal fabrics because there's no Force to feed off of. But, it'll only be a matter of

everyone he had brought and suddenly understood that maybe their intentions were

method to gain uniforms or at least