The Martial Unity

[Bonus chapter for 200 powerstones. Next bonus chapter at 300.]

Leonel collapsed on a bed stuffed with hay. The last month had really been far too tiring. And, to make it worse, for fear of exposing himself to Joan as a person who knew much more than he should, he hadn't practiced [Dimensional Cleanse] at all either. This was on top of the fact that he hadn't eaten his fill even once in these past few days.

That said…

[Leonel Morales]

[Strength: 0.95; Speed: 0.91 (+0.1); Agility: 0.99 (+0.1 - partially nullified); Coordination: 1.05; Stamina: 0.99-1.10 (+0.05 - nullified); Reactions: 1.05; Spirit: 0.30; Force: 0.20]

Due to the fact Leonel was running obscene distances almost everyday, the residual medicinal properties of his dad's smoothies began to eek out more and more, causing his strength, speed, agility and stamina to take leaps forward.

But, this wasn't Leonel's greatest discovery. Since running from battlefield to battlefield was so monotonous, and there wasn't exactly great entertainment when they did rest, Leonel spent much of his time calculating the perfect positions for his next eight Force Nodes.

He came to realize over time that the more he used his ability, the stronger it seemed to become. In fact, the bump in his coordination and reactions was precisely due to this indirect increase. On top of this, due to this improvement, he found it hard to pin down his stamina with any sort of accuracy anymore, so he left it as a range.

Because of his calculative mind, Leonel had the ability to make the movements of his body incredibly efficient. It was for this reason his ability impacted his coordination, and likewise his reactions. However, for the same reasons, it could also improve his stamina, but it varied depending on how much of his calculative abilities he focused on making his movements waste less energy.

By now, Leonel was completely certain of the positions of his next seven Force Nodes. He was only having a bit of trouble pinpointing where the last should be.

"Are you two free?"

The sudden words from a familiar voice at the entrance of his and Aina's tent caused Leonel to quickly sit up, sending a glance toward Aina who was lying with her back facing to him. She happened to looked toward him at the same time.

many words since that day in the carriage. Leonel didn't exactly know how to feel about that. But, what he did know was that he could trust

Michael? Did the scouts

lifted the curtain of their tent, poking his head in with

Sister just wants to see you two. I'm

up, playing the role of excited fanboy he always

always liked Leonel's attitude. Much of the army found his naiveté to be refreshing. Leonel had always been

and Aina rose from their makeshift

was housed in encampments on the outside of Reims, but the King who had traveled from Orleans here, and important officials were on the inside of

would stay inside the city. Charles couldn't allow the primary reason he regained this territory to muddle

The specifics about it, he was uncertain of. Was she just lounging here? Was it rewarded to

by themselves to find Joan turning around to greet them

Aina, it's good to have you here. Have

to Leonel given certain clues. It was fine if she was a mute, but not understanding the language would be too suspicious. So, when Leonel nodded, her

"That's good, that's good…"

for a moment, causing Leonel's heartbeat to immediately slow. Well, it wasn't that his heart really did do this, but rather that

a deep breath and sighed. "I've been lying to the

take the two of you to meet the Bishop

like a child, as though already forgiving Joan. "We get

moment before

played through well. However,

understated. The difference between a Bishop and an Archbishop was massive. Joan would never make such a mistake. That