Dimensional Descent

Anastasia watched everything, speechless. She didn't know what to say. That language had frozen even her for a moment. It held the weight of command, and an undeniable majesty. Coming from Leonel, even without his King's Might Lineage Factor activated, it felt as though the shadow of a True King had appeared, albeit it for just a moment.

But after a moment, seeing the sneaky smile on Leonel's face, she couldn't help but ask.

"You... What did you say?"

"Oh, that?" Leonel grinned. "I said that little boy's name."

Anastasia froze. "You... you said a name?"

"Well, yeah. I can't actually speak that language, and if I copied anything else they said, wouldn't it be embarrassing if I said a word like "and" or "the", they'd laugh me out of the ship. Plus, I assume that whatever his parents named him meant something bold and powerful."

It was impossible for even Leonel to learn an entire language just based off of a short conversation. But, picking out a repeatable series of sounds within that conversation was all too obvious. When El'Rion was leaving, they had all saluted him with that sound plus a prefix that he assumed meant something like "young master" or "young ruler". By process of elimination, picking out El'Rion's name was as easy as breathing.

"You... are unbelievable," Anastasia muttered.

"I know, right? I'm pretty gre-"

Anastasia slapped the back of his head. "Not in that way!"

individuals who had come down from the Four Great Families, the black chains didn't appear around them. Clearly, whatever items they had taken out to protect themselves were far beyond what the Four

in fear, but seeing that no one came for them, they

rubbed the back of his head. "I don't know how a race like that can be so cowardly. I don't know what you're so angry about, when have I ever been

list them one by one? In

much not the response he had expected. But, just as quickly, his one mind began to subconsciously form the list and he had to shake his head to get it to stop. By then, he was already one longer than he cared to

"... Never mind."

came from her eyes. She felt like she was even dying of laughter. A name, they had been scared off by a name, it was cracking her up. The funniest part was that

the Minerva Race, and she knew that their language wasn't understood by many outside of their races, and definitely couldn't be spoken by anyone so casually.

"LEONEL" in English and then scaring off a Race of Gods was

you're done, we should probably get going in case one of them realizes they've been

though they had already long since

this corpse in isn't exactly easy either, you know. It won't be as difficult

if you could process

Could she? Maybe if she had a few months, probably a

water boy

he hadn't fully recovered, but when he heard his

its truest form, no matter the distance, they would hear it. But what El'Rion didn't expect was

you're finally here, good. Do me a favor, use that little hourglass thingy to help Anastasia put this corpse