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?"

blinked, confused for a moment before he suddenly

just surprised your breath doesn't smell

the surroundings froze. What

trying to save some face,

was a battle intent that made

the city, but he

practically took tangible form,

Do it.Do it.Do it.

and he almost really attacked, but he

to goad him into attacking?

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

be a great Crafter, and

chuckled. "That's

"What is a

by him. As he disappeared into the

you had chosen to use your fists, you might stand a chance. In a battle of Crafting? Even if a God descended

***

"What an arrogant little..."

to curse in such a way, but

for long but he

just a drop in the bucket for the Owlans, but having to do the paperwork to replace them had fallen on Lyric's shoulders.

accommodations were free, and watching

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

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