Chapter 349: Mess (2/2)

The young man riding the war horse by Syl's carriage carried the worst expression. How did asking for a new guard reflect on himself?

But, Leonel's words made it all worse.

”I have no interest in being a bodyguard. I only want to leave this place without being targeted.” Leonel said plainly.

Though he was in need of an organization to gain information from, Leonel had no interest in this nonsense. He had to figure out a way to find Aina or at least get her to find him and joining a group with so much clear hostility toward him was the last thing he wanted to do.

Syl was once again stumped. She tried to be nice, but if Leonel didn't want it, there was no way for her to force him to accept her kindness.

Of course, if Leonel knew her thoughts, he would think she thought too much of herself. It was an act of kindness for him to act as her guard? Compared to those here, even if his physical strength couldn't match up, his Internal Sight was most definitely unmatched. His ability to keep her safe by avoiding danger alone would be better than everyone here.

Even if it wasn't about his Internal Sight, Leonel was starting to get a better and better understanding of his talent and how it matched up to others the longer he spent in this new world order. Maybe in a time as short as a month, Syl wouldn't have the face to ask him for such a thing.

After a moment of being flustered, Syl still didn't know how to respond. It was then that something no one could have expected to happen, happened.

”Zilar, your quota is revoked. Young man, I would like for you to take his place in representing out Keafir family, what do you think?”

The young man riding the odd, scaled war horse froze. All the animosity and hatred he had on his face was suddenly washed away by despair.

The delicate voice sounded from within the carriage. Though Leonel couldn't see who had spoken, he felt as though her words manifested into a painting of her image. It was gorgeous, pure and flawless, riding the cool wind like a fragrant breeze.

Leonel didn't know why, but he was compelled to say yes almost immediately.

However, everyone else was shocked beyond belief. Let alone Zilar, even Syl who had wanted to take Leonel as a body guard and Zimo who had wanted to kill Leonel just moment ago stood frozen.

Leonel might not have known who had just spoken, but they knew well who it was.

She was none other than the future Matriarch of the family, the woman both Rie and Syl called sister-in-law and the wife of Syl's only elder brother – Mistress Heira.

Compared to Syl, the word of this woman was practically law. Since she had spoken, things were practically final. It was to the point where even if Leonel wanted to run, Zimo wouldn't allow him to. In fact, it was to the point that any hostility Zimo had toward Leonel could only be buried deep within his heart.

Realizing the sudden change in the atmosphere, Leonel seemed to understand that turning this 'offer' down wasn't an option.

But, what was this quota this woman spoke of? What mess had he been thrust into this time?