Dimensional Descent

1810 Too Much

King Oryx looked toward Leonel deeply.

Elthor's lips pressed into a line as he looked back and forth between his father and Leonel. The two didn't seem to have any hatred for one another, but their perspectives were simply different.

King Oryx was more than willing to give up his kingdom to his son, after all, Elthor was his own flesh and blood. Ultimately, the Oryx

were a minority race deep within human territory, it was simply too difficult to entrust their future in the hands of someone who just might abandon them at any time.

As for Leonel, he had invested in the Oryx in more than one way. For one, he had resurrected Elthor first, and then his father, when he hardly knew either one of them at the time. Back then, it hadn't seemed like a big deal, but now that he had to purge the Silver Tablet for the sake of saving his brothers, it meant that Leonel had chosen the Oryx over the lives of men and women he had fought shoulder to shoulder with.

When things were put into perspective like this, King Oryx's hesitancy was nothing short of a slap to Leonel's face. With Leonel's temper, if it hadn't been for the fact that he had a good relationship with Elthor, he would have already taught King Oryx a severe lesson.

the reality was that that was a weighty decision still being borne on his shoulders. He could still remember his final moments in that Zone, the only

they didn't know that there was a chance to be resurrected, but if they had known that such a path existed... how would they feel knowing that he

that didn't change the fact that Leonel's

benevolent King. He hadn't hesitated to give up his life for a chance to protect his people. He truly had the heart and valiance of a ruler, he was a true man. However none

was either he was with him, or against

lightly. "... You aren't as I remember. It seems that this world has ground down your spirit." "And left

can say to you." Leonel nodded slightly. "It really isn't something that you can understand. When your Oryx Kingdom still stood, you did nothing

me. Even the breath you breathe

because it was simply the truth. The details

the final began," Leonel said indifferently. "It took me only two years to reach the point of meeting them at the final

reply to me is that a stranger didn't help you enough so it's thus the stranger's fault?" Hearing