"Brothers, follow Lord Leon! Charge! Lord Leon will lead us into battle with unmatched bravery!"
"Don't worry, as long as Lord Leon is here, none of us will get hurt!"
"Lord Leon doesn't even need Miss Finniel's blessing—he's just that powerful!"
Voices of numerous Hunters rang out around them. A stiff, unnatural smile crept across Leon's face. At this point, there was no chance of going back to look for Finniel again—he had no choice but to grit his teeth and press forward.
He was a high-tier Silver Hunter, a prodigy from one of the great families of the Holy City. How could he possibly allow himself to appear weak or unimpressive?
Leon stole a glance backward, looking toward Ed.
In his mind, Ed must be feeling the exact same regret as he was—regretting turning down Finniel's blessing, now suffering in silence.
