The knight tried to mock Leon, mocking him about his lean body.
A small sigh escaped through his mouth, ignoring the guy as if he didn't even exist.
The knight got a bit enraged as a vein popped out through his neck, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth.
His voice came loud, and anger was clearly audible through his tone. "Mercenary, if you have that kind of attitude, then fix that. We don't want people with attitudes like you." He said.
Leon didn't pay any kind of attention to him, closed his eyes as he crossed his arms next to his chest.
A man's voice came out loud from afar. Both the knight and Leon turned their gazes towards him.
The man walked toward them, his steps were steady. His blond hair caught the light. And his blue eyes flowed like a magnificent river. His well-built physique spoke of his discipline, and he appeared to be in his late twenties. A battle scar was on his right eye, marking it completely.
