Chapter 235: Who (2/2)

With his improved knowledge base, Leonel understood many things now his Soul Force couldn't grasp in the past.

For one, he could tell that this knight had a special affinity. Or rather, lack thereof. Meaning, if he was a mage, his robes would be without embroidery.

Secondly, it was because he was without an affinity and had decent Spirit Pressure that he could make use of that Light Elemental treasure.

Leonel guessed that most paladins probably had no affinities so they could continue using this child of the light facade.

”Pope Margrave will see you now.”

The haughty air of the paladin was practically palpable. Leonel kept his eyes closed for a moment as he was close to grasping something. It wasn't until a few seconds later he registered the words of the paladin and opened his eyes.

Yet, it seemed those few seconds were already enough for this paladin to be close to blowing his top.

Leonel frowned lightly seeing the paladin's reaction. They had been forced to wait over three hours, yet a few seconds was enough to get this paladin up in arms?

In the end, Leonel pretended not to notice the dissatisfaction.

Lionus smiled. ”Please lead the way, Sir paladin.”

Lionus' words seemed to ease the tension. No matter how haughty these paladins were, they did still feel a hint of something when a mighty Crown Prince was so respectful to them.

”Hmph.”

The paladin harrumphed once and turned down the hallway, leading the two young men up a winding set of stone stairs.

From beginning to end, Lionus didn't say anything to Leonel. It was as though he wanted Leonel to experience all of this on his own first. Or, maybe he was just curious about Leonel's reactions without guidance.

'It seems it becomes more difficult for him to hide that ingrained haughtiness when he feels a lack of respect.' Lionus smiled to himself. 'It's truly odd. If he really was an orphan, he should have seen the cruelty of the world long ago. Had he, his true disposition would have shone through already.

'But, the way he acts it's as if he's lived in a cocoon his whole life, like he's never had to fight for anything… Such a disposition makes it much more likely that his identity isn't what he says it is, but it's equally unlikely that he was sent by Modred. There's no way he would be so sheltered in a place like the Demon Army…

'Just who is this Leonel really…?'