Chapter 49. Support
Leo pushed open the door to the Bronze Leader’s hideout, a spacious room that stretched out like a blank canvas.
The room was bare—a luxury couch, some chairs and a small table. Leo stepped inside and looked over every corner.
"Not bad," he said casually. "It’ll do as a training space."
Mori followed him in, his mind clearly elsewhere. His face tightened as though he wanted to say something, but uncertainty held him back.
"Say it, Mori," Leo said. "Whatever it is you’re thinking, just say it."
Mori hesitated, his fists clenching as he tried to sort through his thoughts. Finally, he spoke, his voice filled with sincerity. "Leonhardt... your duel with Faelar, it was incredible. You’re... more than I ever imagined."
Leo smirked faintly, reclining further into the couch without looking up. "I know."
Mori for a moment staring at the floor, lost in his own thoughts, before finally mustering the courage to speak again.
This time, his tone was steadier. "Bronze... We’ve always been the weak ones. Prey for predators above us. That’s all anyone sees when they look at us."
"But today, I saw something else. Watching you stand up to them—the council, the section leaders, everyone who looks down on us—it made me feel something I haven’t felt before. Satisfaction."
His voice grew stronger as his gaze lifted, meeting Leo’s.