Chapter 72: Puppet Golem
All of this unfolded before Leo's eyes as he sat atop Shyra's back, both of them cloaked in stealth.
He didn't intervene—not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't want to be blamed for stealing the kill. And secondly… he recognized the man. How could he not? Because of this guy, Leo had been annoyed for an entire night. His first impression of Dale had been that of an arrogant young master flaunting his strength in front of his women.
But after witnessing everything now… Leo realized he might have to change his opinion.
It was clear—sky clear—that the girls weren't suppressed or threatened like he initially assumed when he saw the harem-like formation around Dale. Instead, they genuinely cared for him. The bond was real.
No last name? Leo narrowed his eyes.
Someone who looked like a high noble young master, yet the girls called him casually by his first name. Perhaps Dale allowed it. Or perhaps they preferred it.
