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!"

ship quickly felt the suppression of the world around them. They quickly took out several items to fight back against the suppression, and unlike the individuals who had come down from the Four Great

one came for them,

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

one by one?

stunned. This was very 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.

"... Never mind."

She laughed so hard that twinkling crystals of blue 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

races, and definitely couldn't be spoken by anyone so casually. They had probably run because they thought they had mistaken Leonel's identity. After all,

then scaring off a Race of Gods was

we should probably get going in case one of

though they

all, but moving this corpse in isn't exactly easy either, you know. It won't be as difficult as The Hourglass because the difficulty is set and won't just infinitely increase, but it's beyond the

asked you if

with a hint of hesitation. Could she? Maybe if she had a few months, probably a few years,

my favorite water boy

in from the distance. He was still quite heavily injured and he hadn't fully recovered, but when he heard his name called, he rushed forward

its truest form, no matter the distance, they would hear it. But what El'Rion didn't expect was that the person who called out would actually be...

that little hourglass thingy to help Anastasia put this corpse