Talon's head tilted to the side. He wasn't used to looking up at people, he was even less used to people dressing as casually as himself, and, even less than that, he was very much not used to people being able to maintain eye contact with him.

As a Demi-God, Talon obviously didn't participate in the Gathering of Kingdoms, and he had also paid little attention to it. But even if he had, it wasn't like anyone had seen Leonel fight. And even if he had seen Aina fight, and came to know that Aina was his wife, he still wouldn't have cared.

He couldn't really take anyone beneath Demi-God status seriously... but he sensed something odd from Leonel.

Talon sniffed. "... You're a Destruction Sovereign."

"Oh?" Leonel chuckled. "What's it to you?"

Talon's brows shot up. Did Leonel not know who he was? Even a Demi-God youth would do an about face if they saw him walking down the same street. It was well known that the Barbarian Race was among the last you should dare to offend.

"Interesting!" Talon really spoke this time. Rather than just mumbling out his thoughts, he boomed out with his real voice. The sound was like a roaring beast and the wind pressure alone sent Leonel's hair wildly fluttering.

Leonel showed a strand of surprise.

Talon's brows shot up. Did Leonel not know who he was? Even a Demi-God youth would do an about face if they saw him walking down the same street. It was well known that the Barbarian Race was among the last you should dare to offend.

"Interesting!" Talon really spoke this time. Rather than just mumbling out his thoughts, he boomed out with his real voice. The sound was like a roaring beast and the wind pressure alone sent Leonel's hair wildly fluttering.

Leonel showed a strand of surprise.

Talon laughed boisterously. "Finally realize how strong I am?"

confused for a moment before he suddenly understood and

just surprised your breath doesn't smell like

surroundings froze. What was this boy

to save some face, but when he looked into

battle intent

the rules of the city, but he was hoping for it, almost praying for

tangible form, echoing through the air

Do it.Do it.Do it.

twitched and he almost really attacked, but he restrained himself in

goad him into attacking? Who was this ant to dictate his

did this as a reverse psychological attack, or if you really wanted me to attack, but it

a great Crafter, and that's what

chuckled. "That's

frowned. "What is a

walked by him. As he disappeared into the distance, his voice

you might stand a chance. In

***

"What an arrogant little..."

beneath her status to curse in such a way,

here for long but he had

a drop in the bucket for the Owlans, but having to do the paperwork to replace them

the accommodations were free, and watching Leonel eat piles of gourmet meals really felt

but when he ordered this ridiculous amount of food he actually had his wife improve them as though they weren't

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