The Lord Of The Secret Dimension
Misconception Straightening

“TAP! A TAP! TAP!”

The footsteps were so clearly heard approaching Ravettha that it was none other than Mr. Victor.

His smoky face was like a steam train smoke pipe.

“You made me worry about your uncle's question!” Said Mr. Victor by reprimanding his student.

”Teacher! I think you know how to work according to your profession, so please eliminate that attachment if we want to succeed.” Said Ravettha who was upset because she reminded her teacher not the other way around.

“Haaah! You start ignoring it again!” Said Mr. Victor with a sigh.

“I mean we're teachers, me, Vincenzo, Kalvetno, Sorayna, and Levord.” Said Ravettha who wanted to check how much the rest of the experiment was.

While Mr. Victor's head became more ill, Levord came with his observations.

He was so happy that he had to sacrifice participants who had contracted the disease.

“See this, guys! This sample proves the truth of what Vicenzo said!” Levord said by handing over a box of neatly sliced samples inside.

“Only you can think of taking a sample at a time like this, Levord!” Sorayna who does not know should be happy or sad.

“I take that as a compliment.” Levord said with his attention focused.

“Vicenzo! What did you say before?” Ask Kalvetno.

He really thought hard even though he was unable to.

He saw the Vicenzo who looked still cheerful and radiant.

“Ask why so want to collect trap objects such as snow grains.” Vincenzo.

“If you don't tell us sooner, maybe we've become like this!” Levord said by showing the sample intact.

A sample came from the victim's body where he paled losing a lot of blood at a drastically reduced temperature.

That excessive pallor caused the other participants to assume and let him slowly die on the spot.

“What did the young man do? Want to skin it?” Ask one participant who was close to Levord's range.

“Kurasa no? If yes, why did he put it in a nice box like a historic object?” Ask other participants to meddle in the conversation.

“CTAK!”

A stick landed right next to Kalvetno.

A well-built body in a suit attracts all the attention of his enemy.

He looked at the time on the antique watch from his suit pocket.

The four disciples of Mr. Victor continued to wonder about the origin of the man, while Mr. Victor himself felt nostalgic about their meeting.

“BRAK!”

The surrounding environment connected to nature is limited by soundproof walls.

Knowing Levord is separated from his peers, Mr. Victor as a teacher, his instincts to protect him are slightly disturbed.

“No! No one can hurt my students!” Thought Mr. Victor who was surprised to know a little of his opponent's plan.

“Destroy that wall, Poerign!” Sorayna called his servant.

“By pleasure, Miss!” Poerign.

His courage ignited his preparation.

He took out a long wooden box, opened it, and chose a weapon he had long known.

“You are still awake to his health! Then there is no reason for us to hesitate in defeating him, Heirz!” Poerign said with a small smile.

Poerign gripped him and took his deepest breath.

Electricity from his sword began to be created and affect the surroundings.

Electric charges gathered together, then formed a new layer of sword intent.

He slashed it with complete calm to produce renewable electricity.

The surface and parts of the nuclear sheath were successfully destroyed.

What remains is the core.

“Ergh! Extra protection, huh? Means I did this instead!” Poerign said insisting on getting the perfect result.

The electrical rotation resulted from the change in the shape of his sword layers.

He controlled the full extent of the power of his electrical energy.

The new shape change makes it easier for him as a guide to the destination.

“Please Ladies and gentlemen enter the electric vortex by pressing this command button!” Poeriign said by handing over a tool that is connected to each other to his employer.

“Just need to press it, right?” Ask Mr. Victor who ascertains the workings of the foreign appliance in his ear.

“That's right, Mister...? Your name?” Ask Poerign.

For him, it is very important to know the names of his fellow employers.

“My name is not important now!” Said Mr. Victor firmly.

“Teacher! The teacher! Is there any other way to get it out of this barrier?” Ravettha and Kalvetno asked Mr. Victor as quickly as possible.

“Submit it to this experiment tool! We will try how many times, of course in a different way!” Sorayna believed in the abilities of his group.

A sense of confidence in high success is deeply rooted in each self.

They tried again and again no matter how many failures came their way.

As with the cooperation between the members of the group, Levord continued to maintain his eye contact with the interlocutor.

As an opponent and an enemy who must be stopped, Waldon de Birtsen felt respected for the attitude of his hostage.

He sat down right in front of Levord.

“This is the first time we met? Then I say nice to meet you, Young Master Aieraelf.” Waldon smiled proudly.

“It's enough bases! I didn't think that I met in a place as bad as a coward like you.” Levord smiled at Waldon.

“You haven't changed huh?” Waldon asked by pushing Levord's body into a corner on the wall he made himself.

His impulse so full of angry outbursts felt very clear in Levord's eyes.

“You think you have the right to change my attitude towards you?” Levord asked by allowing himself to be attacked once more.

His hands are so good at being moved and managing all his positions.

He took the key hidden by Waldon because he knew that his opponent very much did not want him to touch this key, ‘Ends Violence of Keyword’.

“BRUK!”

Waldon strangled with all his might the enemy in front of him.

He really does not care what the consequences of his actions or what he has done to an acquaintance he has known so deeply.

“Of course I'm entitled! Ever since I was dropped from that level, you haven't even turned your head to me even if it's just to say one letter. You left me and disappeared into the abyss I couldn't reach. At least to say goodbye, your name has disappeared from the family dictionary! This is our chance to unite and you don't want to go through it, do you?” Waldon asked who was staring in disbelief at what his own eyes had seen and heard.

“Pft!”

It seemed Levord could no longer hold back his sense of meeting this time.

His hand clutched back to Waldon's hand, more precisely on the left shoulder.

Without having to insist on talking to him, Waldon would understand on his own.

A distant body throw makes Waldon slammed into his ribs.

It was okay for him because the physical pain he felt this time was still not worth what he actually felt.

“It's to wake you up because this is not a dream. Oho! Should I add ‘Kakak’ at the end of the sentence?” Levord asked pretending to be confused.

He could easily find a point of fear and sadness from Waldon, his second brother, but he realized it was not his way of proving himself to be the best especially for himself.

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