The Martial Unity

[Bonus chapter for 800 powerstones. Karma will get you all eventually...]

Leonel's grip eventually loosened and he sat silently for a while. Soon, his breathing became steady once more.

To the side, Aina wasn't sure how to console Leonel. Of course, she wasn't aware that Leonel wasn't feeling this way due to the likely death of his father.

Regardless, she had similar experiences of her own. Her own mother was dead and her father had likely followed in her footsteps. But, she had always had problems putting her emotions into words. She was always more likely to either implode or shut down. There didn't seem to be a third option for her.

This time around, she chose to shut down.

Luckily for her, Leonel wasn't actually mourning the death of his father and quickly regained his composure, opening the driver's door and stepping out. It wasn't long before Aina followed behind him.

"... How did you know to come here directly? I thought it would take us a few days to find it at least." Aina tried a probing question.

Her words weren't wrong. Paradise Islands follow orbits, so where they fell would be variable. She only picked a mission to clear Perimeter 7 because it was near the general area, but she didn't expect to find the wreckage so quickly.

Leonel took a deep breath.

"I remember the time they fell and I know the orbit like the back of my hand, so calculating where it was wasn't a problem." He explained simply.

The orbits of Paradise Islands weren't public knowledge. Or rather, the majority of their routes weren't. Only their stop points were known, as for the path they followed between them, it could only be left up to conjecture.

For Leonel, who had been illegally traveling to the surface world for so many years already, it was simple to have this taboo knowledge.

Leonel took a step and slid down the side of the crater.

He knew that whatever his father left behind, it wouldn't have a problem surviving the fall. He didn't believe that his old man was dumb enough to not have a method of protecting his things.

A part of Leonel held a small piece of resentment for his father. After all, since he knew this was coming, couldn't he have saved these people?

and then left, the Empire would definitely have all eyes trained onto Leonel. By then, even leaving the Fort to come to this place

the wreckage he knew must have been his home

of brick and stone folded atop of one another. In comparison to the other structures, this

they could

the air. The two covered their mouths but were unable to

"... Le..."

her attempt at saying some comforting

The best case scenario was seeing something he didn't want to see. Even if by

Leonel pretended not to hear the start of

wreckage. It wasn't long before Aina picked up on the fact that something was wrong. Leonel didn't look like a person looking for the remains of his father... Instead, he looked like he already

quickly

of a staircase that descended. Shockingly enough, though, there wasn't even

seemingly simple wooden door

you're not too useless, old man.'

dare to speak because she knew why Leonel was going out of

because he

the steps and reached for the

forgot to give me a key? No, there's no keyhole here,

that the round door handle was a bit rough. It was a weird feeling because he could have sworn that it looked like smooth brass before. So where was this rough texture

observed the knob. It really did appear to be

forward again, Leonel closed his eyes and touched the knob once more. As expected, it really

he

mind and discarded his useless thoughts. His senses became many times

became many times more refined. What once was an erratic, seemingly

to be as good as his other senses for some reason. He could tell the difference between a loaded and unloaded gun by their weight and

now, Leonel wasn't aware of if this would always be the case or not, but for now, his sense of touch was definitely the highest amongst his original five senses. Or, rather, this was the only conclusion he

A complicated lock, but it shouldn't