Chapter 60: Trial Notice
"You have the nerve—!"
Dale's instincts screamed. His pupils shrank as he jerked his hand free from Leo's shoulder as if it had been burned, clutching his wrist as his heart pounded.
"W-what happened, Master Dale?" one of the girls stammered, but he didn't answer.
He only stared at Lily with wide, terrified eyes.
By now, Lily was completely sober.
Her one hand hovered over the hilt of her sword, just a fingertip grazing the metal—but the look she fixed on him was ice. Dale could feel it like a physical pressure, crushing his bravado.
"I suppose the misunderstanding has been dealt with," Leo said coolly. "But next time, be careful. Put your hand on me again and you'll bear the consequences."
With that, he turned and walked away, his dismissal measured and calm.
"You! Master Dale—!" one of the girls started, but Dale stopped her, his eyes fixed on the retreating pair.
"Let's head back. Today's mission was a failure."
