Dimensional Descent

Leonel didn't reply. In fact, after a while, he seemed to have returned to a perfect state of calm. He stood there, waiting for Annalysia to speak again.

He could almost sense Annalysia's frown. His reaction was too calm from her, and she didn't quite seem to like it.

But what did that have to do with Leonel? He was overplaying her hand? It more so seemed like she had, playing this card way too early in these negotiations.

"Pretending to be calm only works if the enemy doesn't have your weakness," Annalysia said indifferently.

"Your voice doesn't sound as playful anymore," Leonel replied just as indifferently.

"Neither do you."

"The difference between us is that on the one hand, your indifference is because of anger. Mine is because of disappointment. I thought the moniker of Barbarian was just a misnomer. I didn't expect it to actually come with the expected stupidity."

Annalysia's tone became icy. "You're playing with fire, boy."

"Am I? I think you've forgotten that your husband is in my hands, first of all. Second, why would you be threatening me with something that everyone could find out? The only explanation is that you've found out using a method that only you're aware of. That only leaves one explanation: The Sea Gods and their Golden Tablet.

"Although there's a chance everyone is aware and you're actually just subtly offering protection... one, I don't believe the Barbarian Race would be so bold to offend Gods so openly, and two... do you take me for an idiot?

"You think I called you out to give you the reins? Do you not understand who has the power here?

a war, what

amicable way, but it seemed that the only way these God

the terror of the Plutos? The

he would become that terror instead. His life wouldn't be

began to laugh, but it too came from a frigid

had exposed her. The information she received was, indeed, from the Sea Gods. Most

he had exposed it, Leonel didn't need to say what the problem was in so

it was true... how would they prove it without the

hands. There was a reason everyone wanted a Wise Star Order. Otherwise, the Tablet alone could only be used for menial tasks, comparatively speaking... well, if a menial task

of Wise Sea Order, she

remembered that the Barbarian Race wasn't a Crafting

had they managed to create such a path for

on Sashae's mother

But there was a difference between having a few geniuses in

that he didn't hold on to just one of the Barbarian

of the key pieces to their rise... no, he had two key pieces - both Talon

dared to play with

what had happened without Wise Sea Order here? How could they