A Sanctuary-Rank Existence!
A flicker of surprise flashed in Leo's eyes.
It was the first time he had encountered someone of the same rank as himself.
But his heart remained utterly calm.
Rank, to him, had never been a shackle.
"You know what to do, right, System?"
[Ding—Your ever-loyal System stands ready to serve, my esteemed host!]
[Would you like to proceed with an immediate rank ascension?]
"No need to rush that," Leo replied evenly, his gaze fixed in the direction of the disturbance.
"I am Leo Grey, President of Dalton Town," he said, his tone polite yet indifferent.
"If you're interested, you're welcome to visit Dalton someday."
The other party fell silent for a few moments, as though evaluating something.
"…I'll look forward to that day."
The mighty mental presence soon faded away.
Leo turned his eyes to the unstable void channel behind him.
He lifted his palm and aimed across space toward the far end—toward the Multiverse he once called home.
