Dimensional Descent

Aina had never seen Leonel so focused.

A dense amount of Auspicious Air flooded his surroundings. It felt that if she wanted to, she would easily be able to enter an extremely deep state of meditation, one even deeper than the one that had allowed her to form her Chaos Demon body.

Aina couldn't help but wonder why it was that Leonel didn't use it more often. Whether it was his state of focus or his strength, she felt like it was on a completely different level when he entered this state. Was he just not aware? Or was it about his disposition? Could he not enter it freely?

She could tell that Leonel seemed to be pissed off about something, but it was odd because he didn't seem to be angry with her. If anything, she felt like they were even closer now, closer than they ever had been.

What woman wouldn't swoon when their man said words like Leonel just had? Leonl always seemed to have a way to make her heart flutter, but this just felt especially potent even in comparison to his usual way with words.

But his disposition shifted again on a dime. She just felt like the more she understood Leonel, the less she actually understood.

From what she did know, though, there were probably only two possibilities. Either Leonel was pissed off that he was too weak and had to make such a decision in the first place, or he was enraged at the thought that people were threatening her life to begin with.

Knowing this unreasonable man, it was probably a combination of both. Only someone with his level of arrogance would be truly pissed off about such things.

The first was a culmination of frustration.

Leonel was usually lazy, that much was true. He didn't put in as much effort as he should and he was easily bored by things. But at the same time, he was also someone who could easily pour in a ton of time so long as there was a goal ahead.

If he had just been lazy recently and that was the root of his weakness, fine, he would be able to accept it. But the reality was that before being forced into this situation, he had spent every waking moment of the previous year honing his strength.

taken a single step out of that training room, and the moment he did take a step

he even fell asleep for an additional two months. And yet, even that still wasn't enough

he was surrounded by enemies in this event City, and when he finally found a soothing happiness again with Aina by his side, he was nearly crushed in a battle with Thaela before he was, quite

time for them to be teleported out, they'd likely face stiff problems

behind in the Segmented Cube, but he still felt like he somehow hadn't improved

running in place while the peak ahead only got further away and

be truly frustrated by such

year? What was a year of effort compared to the amount of time these geniuses had put into their crafts? What about compared to the old monsters

then again, did Leonel even have such an option? How long ago had the Metamorphosis of Earth descended? He hadn't grown up in this world, he was just thrust

felt like he had his own purpose now, he couldn't seem to ever focus on it like he wanted to.

flicked and the final

that had been with him all this time and slotted it into the center of it all. This guard was none other than the

up, the intent in his

for a grievous

care, he wouldn't care

into his spatial ring and stood to wrap an arm

toward her. Instead, his gaze practically bore a hole

felt a formless pressure boring down

while the root of most of his Lineage Factors were in his body, his King's Might Lineage Factor actually called his soul home. In addition, when his body separated from

at it, Leonel felt a sudden

"Come here."