Dimensional Descent

Leonel stood up with a calm expression on his face. He hadn't said these words for the sake of these people feeling remorse, that would be nothing short of naive. He didn't want anything from these people, in fact, if they folded now and acquiesced to such a demand, it would only disappoint him.

This fury in his belly had to be directed somewhere, and he wanted the target to be solid, not some soft cloud.

He understood human psychology well. Doing something might be impactful, but saying you would do something and then doing it would be doubly so.

He wanted these people to feel suffocated, he wanted them to watch their geniuses with despair clear on their faces, and yet feel somewhere deep within their hearts that it was all their fault from the very beginning.

Leonel swept a gaze over the surroundings. He could see the various responses to his words, some were enraged, some sneered, some didn't bother to hide their disdain. However, regardless of the reaction, he met it calmly, his own confidence shining through.

His eyes landed on Cynthia for a moment before he turned away and moved to return toward his flagship. This woman, he was glad she was unscathed. If she was acting out of some sort of animosity, it would be his mother who put her in her place.

As Leonel clone dissipated, the uproarious laughter of the three Morales Ancestors echoed through the skies.

"You've heard the brat, a month from now, those of you who still dare can make your way to the execution grounds."

Ancestor Alvaro took a step and vanished after saying these words. Like this, the Domain War was cut short before it truly came into being. All those present knew that things wouldn't end so simply, and that at this point, war was practically inevitable.

These Heirs Wars had suddenly gone from a method of potentially avoiding war to a fight for momentum... Whoever came out on top would have an upper hand when the pot finally began to boil over...

**

a grand hall holding Aina's hand. He looked up, craning his neck just to catch a glimpse of a ceiling that must have been at least a hundred meters up. He had never been in such a grand place and

lightly and looked

cry from the mood he had been in recent months. There was a point where

to see me?" Alejandro asked. "Ah, and this is Aina Brazinger, I gather? Look at this, Adawarth. Leonel has already found his life partner, and what about you? You're almost double his age by now

a bit... stubborn. There wasn't much he could do about this,

duty of embarrassing his son in front of company, Alejandro laughed heartily and invited Leonel

the Segmented Cube and the Spear Domain Ring. "These two things are Heirlooms of the Morales family. My old man is a bit unruly so I can imagine how these things landed in his hand, but

all the things he had expected, this

wasn't scheming with this move, he truly felt that it was

he had, indeed, started at a disadvantage. The other Heirs had all grown up under the umbrella of the Morales whereas his dad didn't tell him anything about this world until he was already 18,

But now that the Heir Wars were here, he thought it was

didn't expect was for Alejandro to

more accurate to say that they are Heirlooms of your family's branch, this is especially so for the Segmented Cube. The Spear Domain ring has had many owners, but the Segmented Cube has always belonged to Ishmael's Lineage, it doesn't

raised his brows, he hadn't

Spear Domain Ring, so actually, you are its rightful owner now. The only thing you owe the family is a recounting of your experience in the tribulation ground for future generations, other than that you're free to

Leonel's surprise, Alejandro

anything, right? That's