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 step in—not because he didn't want to or couldn't, but because he didn't want the trouble of being accused of 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 simple—an arrogant young master, flaunting his strength in front of his women.
But now…
After witnessing everything… Leo realized he might have to change his initial opinion.
It was clear—sky clear—that the girls weren't being forced or suppressed or threatened, like he had initially assumed when he saw the harem-like formation around Dale. Instead, they genuinely cared for him.
And he cared about them. Their bond was real.
No last name? Leo narrowed his eyes.
