The Martial Unity

Leonel's expression gained a bit of dignity. They hadn't been here for long, yet so many inexplicable things were unfolding before him.

Gritting his teeth, Leonel made a decision.

"I know how we can get out of here."

Aina was just as intelligent as Leonel was. Though her thinking speed fell several steps behind him after he awakened his ability, when given enough time, her conclusions wouldn't be much different from his own. This was why when she heard this, her expression immediately changed.

"No. No. Absolutely not. We can think of another way. You have no idea what kind of side effects there might be. I won't let you."

Leonel smiled bitterly.

"I wish I knew more about this world, but unfortunately I don't. This is the only solution I can think of, and considering the current abilities of my mind… That's saying a lot."

Aina's eyes involuntarily reddened.

Leonel walked to Nicolas' desk and picked up one of his pen-shaped knives. He looked at it before a moment, hesitating. He didn't even notice when Aina's small hand crossed his field of vision and clamped down on the palm he held it in.

"It's too risky." Aina tried to steady the trembling in her voice. "We don't understand the diagrams to begin with, who knows what it will do to you? For all we know, Nicolas didn't even have his own will."

clenched. Sure enough, Aina had thought of the

that this place was being held together by a large scale Force Art. The problem was that neither he nor Aina were experts in the

possible for him to try and deduce the mysteries through Nicolas' countless notes, he had no confidence

onto his body, he should theoretically gain the ability Nicolas had, allowing him to comprehend these Force Arts quickly. With the processing power of his mind, as long as he had this starting point, deducing what he needed to know to get them out of here would be

but he might have a frightening price to pay for his ignorance. Joan worshiped Nicolas more than she did even the Catholic Church. Yet, they had very clear evidence here that his strength was handed to him by another. Who knew what the goals of this person was and

Knowing that the destination ahead only had one path, yet it was fraught with danger,

suddenly smiled warmly, his

noticed that the sharp etching tool he had been holding onto had cut into

on instinct, he ripped a piece of cloth

be able to make the best use of it. Plus,

set her hand down and drew the

drew the complex Force Art across his skin, the only sign of his pain being his

Leonel drew was barely deeper than a usual paper cut and was a fraction of the size of Nicolas'. But, Leonel

stone beneath their feet. The dull echoes

than a few minutes to etch the

been expecting a grand showing when he finished, but the reality didn't have much fanfare. There was a faint wisp of light and a subtle comprehension clicked in Leonel's mind. What was once gibberish became as

Drawing Force Art is like an author writing down a story. But that also means that if you want to influence a Dimension,

simple fundamental concept like it

could already see through the parts of this Force Art that contributed nothing to its main ability of passing down this power of understanding. It didn't take a genius to figure out