Dimensional Descent

Leonel stood in the skies for a long while; seemingly not even noticing the number of Brazinger family members slowly encircling him; Let alone that; he didn't seem to have taken care to mind the sheer number of them that had surrounded his flagship;

By this point, they had given up on trying to make it on board and had settled for the next best thing: waiting for Leonel;

As Leonel stood in the skies in silence, a ship just as silently approached, stopping just about a hundred or so meters from him; Given the unique rules of space travel and warfare, this distance was actually very close and was about as close as most dared to come without having to worry about other variables; At that distance, it might as well have been the equivalent of someone standing nose to nose with Leonel on the ground;

Leonel had slowly calmed from his initial rage induced state; There were certain things that he had to be rational about;

He didn't actually believe that his grandfather was so useless; This old man was someone even his father spoke of with respect; Although this might be in part due to the influence of his mother; knowing his father's personality; so long as Alienor wasn't within earshot; if he couldn't be bothered to care about Emperor Fawkes; he would say as much;

In addition. even if he was wrong about all of this and his grandfather really was useless. just a few days ago his mother had threatened Shield Cross Stars into scramming out of their territory with just a single sentence; If the Brazinger family was as fragile as they seemed on the surface. they would have long since been weeded out. if not by his mother. then most definitely by his father;

These were the thoughts that kept Leonel rational on the surface and helped him to have a modicum of patience. At the very least. his body wasn't in as poor a state as it was previously. so his fuse was just a bit longer.

However, that didn't mean that he would explode any moment now;

a stop; With its size being just about five or six meters long. it wasn't very large at all; It reminded him a lot of a small yacht. just barely having enough

moment, a man stepped

doesn't matter; Under the laws set

his

time; Leonel looked toward him; Indeed; there was something odd about the Brazinger family; The momentum of this man wasn't any lesser than a disciple of the

Conon with hardly any effort; But it might matter for a future version of himself. especially considering the fact this man

exactly adding

a deep fued

sort of pyrrhic victory for Leonel where he lost Aina for a

a high status amongst the Brazingers and his Ability Index

men of similar status to Simeon

of his own personal strength and how to properly implement them. Although he couldn't be said to be perfect now, he was

he retained his current knowledge, to say that

say that…

potential, and Leonel had even had thoughts of stealing it using the Silver Tablet and Little Blackstar as it would be