Dimensional Descent

Leonel pretended as though he didn't see Simona's furious glare. His senses were focused on the battle around him, sharply directing the movements of his troops. He didn't have the time to baby the emotions of a young woman he hardly knew. The amount that he hoped to gain from returning her puppy beast to her had already been fulfilled; the rest would be decided on very different factors.

It was almost without suspense at all. His battle plan for the Pyius family had been the most robust, containing contingencies for Simona's paternal family, but it seemed that he had thought too much; they weren't actually taking action at all, and he strolled right up to the gates of the Pyius family's palace.

At that moment, Simona stepped out from the palace, her mother following to her side and a large number of Pyius Ancestors appearing with them. High in the skies, the starships rumbled, but Leonel didn't control them to fire.

With his Dream Domain still deployed, Leonel scanned every inch of the planet, not paying attention to the mother-daughter duo immediately. He seemed to be quite calm, and it didn't seem like he was fighting a bloody war at all.

The warriors of the Morales were already valiant, but without the fear of death looming over their heads, they seemed to become like monsters in human skin. Their spears sung, and the eagerness in their eyes was palpable.

This was the last battle Leonel was fighting; he had actually left it for last along with the Quarius family, splitting six of the twelve armies he had had Elder Kriss build toward each one of those families. So, these men and women had already experienced what it meant to fight with Leonel as their general; they had tasted the ease of victory, the thrill of fighting without the worry of death.

It was exhilarating.

The Ancestors thought that their appearance would dampen the spirits of the army they were facing considerably, but what they found instead was a pair of 60 million burning eyes, each one looking as though they would tear even them apart had Leonel not given the command yet.

It was shocking. They knew that the Morales would have high morale, but how could it possibly be this high? Their plan was always to dampen it, but it seemed that the Morales had acted far swifter than they had expected... and it all seemed to be due to this young man they had watched systematically dismantle their young geniuses one by one.

"Leonel!" Simona finally roared, unable to take the silence any longer. Her violet puppy had grown and barked with a raging moment, but it was still far too small to be intimidating. Even so, sensing Simona's fury, it too lashed out.

focusing on the situation. "Hm? Oh, hello Simona,

been a beauty with an ice-cold disposition, but when she heard these words, she nearly exploded. She grit her teeth

was no longer Leonel Morales,

inappropriate. The Pyius family never has any intentions of taking action along with the other families. If you continue to press, we'll have no choice but to retaliate in

"HUUUUU"!

the butts of their spears into the ground. Their cries resonated and echoed, drowning out the threat

stop like a taut string cut cleanly right

but she

me to attack, it's quite simple, don't you think?" Leonel asked with a smile. "Hand over your World Spirit and subordinate yourselves to the Morales, and you won't have to fight any battles

flare again, but her mother

of the Morales to try and

only telling you what you

spoke again. "I see now how the Morales treat their allies, why would I place my family's fate in your hands?

Leonel who laughed,

over being so. Don't think I forgot that Simona Pyius escaped the Heir Wars the moment the Omann

shade of red as her rage boiled over. Was she supposed to risk her life

Leonel's smile grew brighter. "The Heir Wars was a child's game to me, I never took it seriously, and none

reason I choose to treat you as enemies and not as allies is because I

family would wait on the sidelines, biding your time. You would face some pressure here and there as both sides tried to force you

the time came, your