Leonel didn't spare any more thoughts toward Jerach. He didn't feel that it was a sha nor did he feel any sense of self pity. He was already focusing on another task already. This was just the kind of person Leonel was.
At most, Leonel was now certain that there was sothing important about his ho world he needed to find out on this planet. Though he didn't know exactly what it was, he would be able to find out.
But, first…
Leonel locked himself into the sa top floor room of his Abode. He split one portion of his mind to monitor Zilar's situation and another to make sure that the little mink was alright, then he prepared to enter the Lab Setting.
Just as he was doing so, his lip curled as he sensed a fiery pillar of darkness shoot into the skies as the little mink claid an abode of his own.
Of course, this was done through the little guy's connection with Leonel. So, technically, it was Leonel claiming another. But, it brought a smile to Leonel's face regardless before he once again beca serious.
He didn't care about what commotion this would cause, he had sothing much more important in mind.
Now that he had broken into the Fourth Dinsion with his Spirit Pressure, he could search Aliard's mind without worrying about the consequences.
Leonel entered the Lab Setting and brought out the snowglobe that held Aliard. With a thought, the ntal mage appeared, still shackled by illusory chains.
Aliard coughed violently, his gaze showing hints of confusion as he looked around.
When he looked up and saw Leonel standing above him, a hint of rage and trepidation could be seen in his eyes.
Over this period of ti, Leonel had been allowing the Suspended Animation ability of the Segnted Cube to slowly heal Aliard. So, compared to the manic state the ntal mage had been in before, he was much better now.
Of course, Leonel had no idea how rare treasures that could heal ntal injuries were. If he did, he would know that he had taken the Segnted Cube for granted once more.
That said, Leonel hadn't done this for Aliard's sake but rather his own. The more whole Aliard's mories were, the easier things would be on him. If he was picking through mory fragnts, it would be a pain and maybe even difficult to piece together the true story.
Leonel didn't spare any words for Aliard. He found it to be a waste of his ti. So, without hesitation, he activated [Mind Search].
Aliard's eyes widened before a sinister light shone in his eyes. He thought that Leonel was foolish trying to use such a technique on a ntal mage like him. He almost salivated at the thought of turning Leonel into a mindless slave.
But, when he felt the strength of Leonel's Spirit Pressure, he paled.
How was this the strength of soone in the Third Dinsion? It was impossible!
It was then he thought of a shocking possibility.
"It can't be.. you can't have…!"
Aliard knew things that the others of Calot had not. After all, he wasn't a part of the original legend, he had been sent in by his organization to infiltrate and capture the core treasure.
But, it was precisely because of this that he was shocked.
Everyone knew that it was impossible to break into the Fourth Dinsion with the mind unless the body was strong enough. Doing so without a solid foundation would lead to one imploding in on themselves.
Yet, Leonel's body was definitely still within the Third Dinsion. In addition, the Force that circulated his body was also considered to be within the Third. It shouldn't have been possible to do this unless…
Unless Leonel had an ability or a Lineage Factor that allowed him to circumvent these rules.
Unfortunately for Aliard, Leonel had not just one of these things, but both.
Aliard fell into despair as he felt his mories being eaten away at. No matter how hard he fought back, Leonel's mind was like a violent swarm.
[Mind Search] was a truly sinister technique. A more accurate title would most definitely be [Mind Swallow].
To say that one was searching was completely inaccurate. The truth of what Leonel was doing was ingesting all the mories that were useful to him and discarding all those that weren't.
Due to the style of the technique, Leonel had to build a bridge between his mind and Aliard's. This ant that when he found a mory to be useless, rather than it remaining with Aliard, it dissipated along the bridge, leaving Aliard with nothing.
If the two of their minds have been of similar strength, this bridge would cause a tug of war to erupt. However, Leonel's mind was so much stronger than Aliard's that it was nothing but child's play.
Aliard's helplessness soon beca dullness, then was replaced by a complete vacancy as he fell over, drool leaking from the side of his mouth.
Leonel didn't spare the brain-dead man a single glance. He closed his eyes, organizing and sifting through everything he had just learned.
The first thing he realized was that Aliard didn't know much. However, this much was to be expected, he should have been fairly low on the totem pole. Still, for an organization that just expected Leonel to hand over all evidence of their cris, they didn't take many precautions either.
Finally, Leonel learned of the na of the organization he was dealing with. The na that so many avoided speaking of.
Shield Cross Stars.
It was only now Leonel understood how unlucky he was. This so-called Shield Cross Stars organization was actually a police force of the universe. Its duty was to protect the safety and humanitarian rights of beasts and humanoids across the worlds.
The main issue here was that Leonel had never expected that the sa organization he had slighted by not handing in evidence of their wrongdoing was the very sa organization that happened to brand him as a fugitive worth monitoring.
Was it just a coincidence? Or had they targeted him on purpose?
From Leonel's analysis, he was fairly certain that it truly was a coincidence. But, if he was correct, just how unlucky was he? Now, an organization that had it out for him also knew his location at all tis?
"… Fuck."
Leonel stood, his jaw becoming steely.
He wasn't safe here. He had to find a way back to Earth as quickly as possible. Since there wasn't a branch of SCS there just yet, it would be more difficult for them to cause problems for him.
The issue was… how?
Entering another Zone would be difficult. Using teleportation platforms was probably another no go…
'I'll find Aina first then think of what to do…' Leonel sighed.
He felt as though a guillotine was hanging over his head. However, at least he was aware of its existence now. Not only this, but he had beco aware of many other things…
**
The days quickly flew by. Soon, Leonel would have no choice but to join everyone else within the Central Tower.
That morning, with just a few hours left until the tir would hit zero, a shadowy figure slowly stalked toward the Central Tower.
A prominent hunched back was the first thing anyone caught sight of. As for the rest, it was shrouded in black.
By now, everyone knew that this was the Sword Monstress, the very woman who caused the commotion at the Northern Gate.
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