Chapter 391: Responsibility (2/2)
Unfortunately, no one was in position to stop this face off because the three leaders of this trial were having a heated debate of their own.
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”What the hell's going on Sael?” One of the two men questioned.
”… That kid's family name is Morales.”
The expressions of the two changed.
The alter's abilities were mysterious and abstruse. It had the ability to delve into one's mind and find the truest form of address for a person. So, they had no doubt that whether he was a part of that family or not, Leonel's name truly was Morales.
”… You sure it's not a case of a lower plane taking on a name they shouldn't? That happens all the time…”
Sael shook her head. ”… His… He has a Quasi Grade Six Empty Spear Embryo and a Perfect Grade Six Variant Earth affinity.”
The two men were left speechless once again.
At this point, Sael wanted to shed tears. Only she knew that this wasn't the end of it. The more she thought back to Leonel's list of talents, it made her want to ram her head into a wall. Was this the pain of comparing yourself to another?
'Complete Bow Embryo at 18 years old… What kind of nonsense is that…'
”Then what should we do?”
The three fell into silence before one of the men stood.
”This is stupid. Why are we hiding away in a corner talking amongst ourselves. Isn't that man himself over there? Sael, you go talk to him and we'll handle these preliminary rounds. Maybe we're missing something important.”
The three of them hesitated.
Usually, Heirs like this were quite eccentric. What Heir to a Seventh Dimensional family would come down to the Fourth Dimension to chase an ugly woman? If this wasn't eccentric, then what was?
Who knew, maybe Leonel wanted to keep a low profile and would lash out at them if he was exposed. Knowing this, Sael couldn't help but glare toward the male who spoke. Since you were so confident, why don't you go?
The male coughed. ”The fairer sex has a better chance of dealing with such things. Just look at your…”
The male's gaze shifted toward Sael's ample bosom, taking a gulp. How such a thin fabric held back such a… bountiful harvest was beyond him.
”… Yup… definitely… he wouldn't be able to bear doing anything to you…”
Sael's glare intensified. But, thinking of where they were and the image they were meant to project, she decided against slapping her colleague upside his head.
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”Leonel Morales…”
A voice suddenly interrupted the heated stare down between Leonel and Anared.
It hesitated for a moment before continuing.
”… And Aina Brazinger. Come with me, please.”
Leonel's gaze didn't seem to want to leave Anared. But, there was a strong tug at his robes that pulled him back.
Aina all but dragged Leonel away. It seemed that her strength was still ridiculous… No, it had gotten even more ridiculous.
”Alright, kids! Line up! Papa Ely is going to eliminate 90% of you!” One of the two remaining men stepped up somewhat too enthusiastically.