Dimensional Descent

[There's an odd situation going on in the comment section of last that claims that I passed off a normal chapter as a bonus chapter yesterday. I'm not sure where this narrative came from, or if it's a joke that's going over my head, but to clarify, I uploaded 4 chapters yesterday, one more than the promised three, that much should be obvious. I'll post screenshots of the discord bot activity with time stamps as proof in the comment section of this chapter]

Orinik's forehead beaded with sweat.

The more Leonel talked about the rules, the more he felt like he had forgotten something. But, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't come up with a reason why Leonel would sound so confident.

A part of him wanted to believe that Leonel was just a fool, but as he recited the laws basically word for word, the sinking feeling in Orinik's gut only grew heavier and heavier.

"Aina."

"Hm?"

Leonel grinned. "What rank am I?"

Aina blinked, seemingly thinking. But, she eventually shook her head.

"I don't know, the Void Senate hasn't given you a rank yet."

The moment Aina said these words, Orinik's dark skin flushed, his eyes almost rolled to the back of his head. It felt like his heart was about to fly out of his throat.

This wasn't a small problem in the slightest. Not only had he broken the law, it was a law with the harshest of punishments. Killing was prohibited in the Void Palace, but another enormous taboo was negatively influencing the Human Domain.

to protect. Even the lightest punishment for such a thing would be dozens of

Leonel reported this, he was

Gold Standard Faction.

his blurred vision, Orinik could see the crowd looking around in confusion. It made him realize that Leonel had spoken these words for

take advantage of this

saw Orinik's reaction, their expressions changed. None of them were fools, they realized that Leonel had caught onto

you want." Orinik spoke

you've come around. This makes things easy. I'll sign a contract to keep mum

some clothes, there's an uncomfortable

laughing. Did this man even feel the cold to begin with? He had a raging furnace inside his

moment, he began drawing up a contract, placing down Leonel's

to the Void Library as a reward for your work done as an envoy and I'll also need 70% of the

deflated man. However, his expression had regained its calm, his hands becoming steadier and steadier the more he wrote. In the end, he didn't hesitate to hand over everything

the contract, Leonel nodded and signed it, accepting all

owed them while stripping him of practically everything else. Leonel would have taken more, but he felt that he already had enough enemies, there was no need to be on the bad side

owed Leonel and

said after Leonel

his calm so easily. Or, at the very least,

decidedly colder than it had been