Chapter 388: Why didn't you break your shackles earlier?

"So you've never broken past the hurdle of reaching the rank of a royal," I summarised Levi's story.

We were jogging through the open plains of the westernmost part of the first zone of the world. 

To an average mortal from the earth, our jog would be akin to a sprint that would put even world-level athletes to shame. Yet, for us, it was nothing more but a form of travel at a relative leisure speed. 

"That's right," Levi confirmed my paraphrase, proving I got his words correctly. "The bead that you saw me dissolve was something they forcibly imprinted on my palm after defeating me," he explained. 

"But what did that bead do?" I asked, unable to pull the image of the small item from my mind. 

Not because it was a tool used by the royals who we were likely to go against sometime in the future. But because I could draw a connection between it and the items Mia described when we talked about our experiences while apart from each other.