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.

Tablet. But 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 true and undeniable loss he had suffered in his

people had believed in him. When they died, they didn't know that there was a chance to be resurrected, but if they had known that such a

didn't change the fact that Leonel's fuse when related to these matters was exceptionally

He

was with him, or

seems that this world has ground down your spirit." "And left behind something far sharper,’ Leonel

something that you can understand. When your Oryx Kingdom still stood, you did nothing as the Human Kingdom grew stronger and stronger. You feared what their King had become and didn't dare to take

action and forced the issue that you were forced to take action. Ultimately, you lost your life and much of your Kingdom. The people you rule now were introduced to you by me. The strength of your favored son is in great thanks to me. Even the breath you breathe now was granted to you by

was simply the truth. The details were broadly correct and

took me only two years to reach the point of meeting them at the final gates of their Kingdom. Had you not been a coward and joined beneath my banner, it

you enough so it's thus the stranger's fault?" Hearing these words, Leonel's placid