What... are you trying to do?
After catching an elderly man in armor who was falling, and seeing his soul slowly detach from his body, Leon was left speechless.
This old man was of a generation higher than Veronica's father, probably nearing a hundred years old this year, yet he still seemed lively before - eating, sleeping, running, and chatting without issue. His voice was strong when commanding people from the department, not at all like someone ready to leave this world. But now...
"Leon?"
Princess Veronica, equally startled, leaned over and looked at the smiling elder now on his way to the afterlife, asking uneasily:
"Is he... is he..."
"No! He's fine!"
Shaking his head quickly, Leon noticed guests in the hall beginning to whisper. Not wanting to interrupt the wedding, he decisively used the Authority of the Three-Headed Canine Deity and firmly grasped the hovering soul of the armored old man.
The old man's soul, now captured, opened his eyes with a baffled expression.
