Dimensional Descent

The atmosphere froze, and those who had managed to come over in time to watch found their chests constricted.

However, at that moment, Leonel blinked, his head turning toward Aina.

"I feel like I just got transported into some low budget martial arts movie, is it just me?"

Aina, whose expression had turned somewhat serious, couldn't help but falter. Her soft lips rolled over themselves as she tried to hold back her laughter.

Leonel was a fan of cool uniforms, but this was too much. In fact, it bordered on tacky and even crossed over the line somewhat.

Half closed eyes, arrogant expression, cold aura, and those pure white robes? Leonel almost wanted to gag. Cool uniforms were fine, but how could you go out in public like this?

"I'm pretty sure this is how everyone from the Unfettered Blade Party dresses," Aina said lightly, trying to stay serious.

"All of them? Did no one tell them that they look ridiculous?"

Aina couldn't seem to take it anymore, an adorable snort leaving her nose completely out of her control. She couldn't maintain her serious expression anymore even if she wanted to. In the end, she doubled over in laughter, hitting Leonel's arm.

Those that were spectating couldn't help but put on weird expressions before their eyes landed on the white robed youth. No one had ever really spoken about it before, but these robes really were a bit too tacky. Unlike the official Void Palace robes with had a bit of modern flare to them, the Unfettered Blade Party official uniform hadn't changed in generations.

looked like it was centuries

man and

really thought about it, it was still acceptable. But, after Leonel mentioned it with such flare and genuineness, it

advance. I wouldn't be able to look myself in the mirror if

cool uniforms of course meant that he had every intention of designing his own in the future.

enough!" Aina wheezed, pushing

With how well Leonel understood people, if what he wanted to do was de-escalate the situation, he would have taken a much different approach. Clearly, though, he was provoking this young

clear by the sound of swords in the air that his mood had shifted. From a cold indifference, there was an added forcefulness to his

word, he didn't waste time on pleasantries, he didn't even

a sheathed sword and in the next, he had unleashed it, a blinding light tearing through the spear and appearing before Leonel in

light was about to enter

CLANG! BANG!

the face of the Sword Force, he didn't even seem to make an effort. Much like the young man, his hands didn't move and his expressions

Fifth Dimensional Spear Force countered what was clearly Sixth Dimensional Sword Force without much difficulty at

one another before spiraling out of control and shattering into motes of white and

have sent someone stronger. Your blade isn't cold enough and your

sharp. The words echoed through their ears, stirring something deep within them, even

by coincidence or something else, the youth's Sword Force seemed to dim and weaken, even the sounds of sharpening blades dulling by a measure and slowing