Chapter 2715: 2717 Every. Fucking. Time.

Chapter 2717 Every. Fucking. Time.

What was the smart thing to do?

That was obvious.

Turn around. Pretend he hadn't heard anything.

Assume that the Lords up there meant something other than calling his wife a barbarian.

All were good options.

But he had been doing the smart thing for too long already.

It was smart to send his wife to ask another man on a date. It was smart to make her fight alone at the Gathering of Kingdoms. It was smart to feign ignorance and incompetence at the Gathering of Minds.

All of these things were smart, they had progressed his journey further, they had minimized casualties and the only people to suffer were either those he didn't give a damn about or his enemies.

All smart. All very, very smart.

Leonel felt a hand grab onto his. He looked down to find Aina looking at him, smiling reassuringly. She wasn't bothered by the comment at all, she didn't really care.

What she had cared about was when people said she wasn't worthy of being Leonel's wife, but they certainly weren't saying that now. As for everything else, it was just fluff and unimportant.

As for the Gathering of Minds matter, she didn't really care about that either. The only reason she had wanted to participate was purely to get back at Minerva for what she was doing to her husband. As for the spotlight itself, she didn't care for it and never would.

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The Lords' expressions changed, but it was already too late.

The arrow was so fast, and it arched through the air with such beauty, that its lethality didn't truly set in until it landed.

BANG!

Thalion's head exploded into a rain of blood and gore.

Leonel's hair danced beneath the billowing might of his Force, his fury practically taking on tangible form. His Dream Force was so powerful that those in his immediate surroundings felt their eyes going red as well, almost as though Leonel's fury was their own.

"Every. Fucking. Time."

Leonel's voice echoed through the arena, a smoldering maleficence within them. The smoke coming from his feet and corner of his eyes sparked and danced with hidden flames, the layers of space around him sparking as well as though they might collapse at any moment.

Lyra's eyes opened wide. She didn't recognize this man, even his voice had changed, but for some reason, she was almost 100% certain of it. She felt that she was looking right at the man that could only be Leonel Morales.

Leonel took a step and landed on the arena. It was a distance of kilometers, and yet he made it look as though it was entirely a breeze.

The shock of everyone in the surroundings was so palpable that not even the Lords knew how to react, let alone the people in the vicinity. They just watched as he razed a clawed hand and suddenly swiped it down, tearing into the hard stone.

Leonel's back and arm flexed as he pulled up violently.

"Stop him!" The Emberheart Lord seemed to finally come back to reality, but it was already too late.

The arena grounds were sheared apart, revealing a pulsing Force Art beneath that reeked of blood.

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