Chapter 3196 Anesse
Regardless of what the outcome might be, Leonel himself was unprecedentedly calm and unmoved by it all. So long as his wife was safe and healthy, he didn't care about anything else.
He took Aina's hand and began to walk. However, rather than making his way out of the city, he walked toward the city lord's mansion.
City lord Anesse was a middle-aged man. But unlike Kammy, he didn't seem to be tapering off from his prime. He had a robust build, a greying beard that exuded an air of strength and wisdom, and a pair of deep black eyes that seemed to carry an abyss of their own.
News of what happened was exceptionally slow to travel. There were no methods of instant information transfer. So the man didn't know of anything that had happened, nor of the loss of his son.
Instead, he was going over reports, his stoicism growing more somber the more he read. These matters were truly getting complicated and just squeezing his citizens for more wasn't going to work.
They needed more warriors, powerful ones. If not, no matter how many resources they handed over, what good would it do for them in the long run? If anything, it would just be giving their enemies more of a lane to take advantage of them. This was unacceptable.
A knock came from the door.
He looked up from his desk with a frown. "Come in."
"City lord, there's someone here to see you."
"Who is it?"
"This man claims to be the fourth blacksmith of the city."
The city lord's expression darkened even further.
If he had been told earlier about such a thing, he might not have let Leonel in at all. For a fourth blacksmith to appear at such a precarious time practically screamed enemy spy. Who knew, maybe they would find out in the middle of battle that their weapons were defective?
"Hey!"
"I guess there's no need to give you an option, then."
PUCHI!
The city lord reacted quickly, his skin becoming covered in a dense grey stone. Leonel's finger collided against it. He managed to make it through, but only in part.
'Interesting!
Leonel's arm stretched over the desk that separated them, his finger thrust at the city lord's chest, but he couldn't make it any closer.
He thought the battle would end in a single strike, quite frankly. It probably would have had he used the blade, but he hadn't thought it was necessary.
It seemed, though, that although the city lord wasn't in the Fourth Dimension, he had awakened an Ability Index.
That made sense. Even if these humans hadn't figured out how to create Dimensional Methods yet, Ability Indexes were innate. They would be born with them so long as a world had made it through the Metamorphosis.
Leonel thought about just using the blade and ending things, but he decided against it. There was something he wanted to see.
BANG!
The city lord took a step back to stabilize himself before exploding forth.
He kicked at his desk, sending it flying at Leonel as he rushed to the side, picking up a heavy ax.
Leonel was forced to stop the desk, but the echoes of danger bloomed in his mind. He knew even without his internal sight that the city lord was swinging his ax down at him from the other side, planning to go through both him and the desk.
Leonel's palm touched the smoothness of the desk before he grunted, pushing the heavy wood desk down and back.
The desk collided with the city lord's lower body, stifling his forward momentum and causing the ax to swing wildly through the air.