Dimensional Descent

"Just doing me part," Leonel said lightly.

Yonku laughed. "Don't get too down, kid. Who doesn't have father-in-law trouble? It's a natural path of all men. Miel is a good man, just protective of his daughter. Soon enough I'm sure you two will be perfectly chummy."

Leonel smiled. "You call him Miel. Did he change his name?"

"Ah, you didn't know this. See?" Yonku looked back toward Cidra who was wearing a stone-face of her own. "Don't mind her either, everyone knows she's in love with Miel though she thinks that she hides it well."

"Watch your word, Yonku."

A flickering Light Force appeared in Cidra's eyes. Leonel took note of it but didn't think very much of it. Light Force was rare, but not rare to the point no one would have it.

"HAHA!" Yonku laughed uproariously, his belly rolling. "Sorry, sorry, pretend like I didn't say anything."

Cidra, though, had already ignored Yonku and was looking right at Leonel.

"I do not."

Leonel blinked, looking at this serious woman with shortcut hair. He hadn't really taken it seriously before, but since she was being so serious about it, it was obvious that Yonku wasn't blowing hot air.

As for why Cidra wanted to make sure that Leonel didn't believe the nonsense, it was obviously so that he didn't turn around and tell Aina about it. That would be her worst nightmare.

to pay attention to her; how would she fare if she suddenly had to deal with the scrutiny of a

smiled. "I

she heard this, but she realized she couldn't push any

rest of the Slayer Generals

were all in the Eighth Dimension and they came from the various powers as defectors as well. The only power that was lacking a defector was the Dream Pavilion, but Leonel

Slayer General Tidus, defector of the Godlens, Slayer General Cherie, defector of the Four Great

with sharp green eyes and hair. She should be a member of the

his old age, but because he seemed to take meticulous care of his

of the Slayer Generals aside from Miel and Cidra seemed to be entering their twilight years. It

least, they had

as Leonel was expecting. It was at least a foundation that could be

who couldn't protect themselves only numbered just over 100,000 or so. So the ratio

decent ratio would be less than 1%, that meaning one soldier for every hundred citizens. But here

doing so. This city wasn't a place of leisure for the people. They

any humans that Leonel felt deserved his

the human alliance. They didn't treat his life or that of his friends and family as equal to

the Slayer Legion either. Honestly speaking, his grandfather's ways could be just as cruel as the human alliance's ways. He didn't seem to be on the side of "good" either, and his main purpose seemed

side of good either. At the very least, because of his own ego, he would have left these people

couldn't help but smile. 'So we're all scumbags just trying to survive, huh? How