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?"

for a moment before he suddenly understood and shook

I'm just surprised your breath doesn't smell like a

in the surroundings froze. What was

He thought for a moment that Leonel was just trying to save some face, but when he looked

intent that made him

already was because of the rules of the city, but he was hoping for

took tangible form, echoing through the air with the same repeated

Do it.Do it.Do it.

almost really attacked, but he restrained

this ant to goad him into attacking?

can't tell if you did this as a reverse psychological attack, or if

a great Crafter,

"That's a

"What is

by him. As he disappeared

chosen to use your fists, you might stand a chance. In a

***

"What an arrogant little..."

in such a way, but

hadn't even been here for long but

to do the paperwork to replace them had fallen on Lyric's shoulders. How could she feel happy about her husband having to do more work just because of a

of the accommodations were free, and watching Leonel eat piles of gourmet meals really felt like a knife in her

ridiculous amount of food he actually had his wife

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