Chapter 282: Final Destination? and Close Protection
Over the next few days, Leo's condition grew increasingly worse.
The Staya camp had just survived a battle, and it was the time when they needed him to take charge the most. Yet, he spent all day hiding in his small wooden cabin, consumed by paranoia, rarely stepping outside.
On this day, Ansu pushed open his door once again.
Seeing his current state, Ansu raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“Leo, what's wrong with you?”
Leo sat on the edge of the bed, slowly lifting his head. His eyes were hollow and vacant.
He had completely lost the high-spirited air of a Chosen One. His eyes were sunken, his complexion ashen, and he looked so haggard he was almost unrecognizable.
“Who am I... who exactly am I?”
He asked in a raspy voice, “Morris... tell me, who am I really? Does a person named Leo really... exist in this world?”