Aina pouted and laid back down on Leonel's chest. She was clearly very unhappy. If she had known this would happen, she would have gone too. Although she could only use Soul Force, surely Dream Force wasn't that hard to learn, right?
Honestly, for Aina, she rarely used Forces other than various Weapon Force and Blood Force not because she couldn't, but because she didn't like putting her eggs in too many baskets. Spreading the wealth was good practice in most cases, but not when your task was becoming as strong as humanly possible. In fact, even her Weapon Forces were purely used in accessory to her Ax Force. So really, she only used two Forces mainly. The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
However, with her Clairvoyance, learning other Forces was not very difficult at all.
For example, the lightning Force she gained access to in her demon form, it progressed along easily even though she rarely practiced it much.
It could be said that her Blood Force and Ax Force were already at an extreme level. It was just that she was much like Leonel, unable to bring out their full strength due to the limitation of her Dimensional level.
Right now, she was working on her own unique methods of pulling out more potential from herself. Unlike others, the fact she had progressed her Dimensions too quickly honestly didn't bother her too much. She didn't need to return to the Third Dimension like Leonel had because she had perfect control over her body and soul.
Separately, the Wise Tablets could only rate Aina's Clairvoyance skills as Gold Grade...
But what if both were in the same body?
That was a different matter entirely.
"How?" Aina finally grumbled.
"Well, I could participate in the Gathering of Kingdoms personally. But I had a much better idea."
The Gathering of Kingdoms focused purely on the younger generation for obvious reasons. They wanted to test the potential of worlds. There would be no Ninth Dimension monsters this time around, and the strongest would be in the Seventh Dimension, Aina's Dimension.
Of course, the handicap of not being able to use her Blood Sovereignty to the greatest degree, not to mention the fact she was born and raised in an Incomplete World, would weigh heavily on Aina. But Leonel was quite confident that she'd bash quite a few heads in.
Those poor honey traps wouldn't even see what was coming.
After talking about these things, Leonel and Aina forgot about the world again and sank into their own fantasies.
Sometimes they would talk and laugh, sometimes they would have soft vanilla sex, and sometimes they might jump off the deep end, mostly led by Aina's drunk antics.
Leonel found it amusing how "drunk" his little wife got whenever they had sex with their souls. She lost her filter; her words would make a sailor seem prim and proper, and she always seemed to "forget" what happened.
Of course, Leonel knew she never forgot. With their souls so close, he could practically feel all of her memories. She remembered quite clearly; she just chose to conveniently not say a thing.
Leonel silently filed away this perfect sort of blackmail material, loving every second of it.
He couldn't find himself tiring of calling her his wife, and this time really meant it. Well, he had always meant it, but there was a deep resonance with his soul this time, one that made him smile from ear to ear like a made man.
His soul felt firmer than it ever had before, and the feeling of knowing where she was, what she was feeling, what she wanted, no matter how far apart they were or how much time passed was more reassuring than he could have ever known.
This sort of peace, he wanted it to last forever. The idea of a struggle that would last for a lifetime had truly begun to piss Leonel off somewhat.
He would do whatever he could to ensure that one day... at least for his family in this little corner of the world... peace would be all they knew.