'Is my luck really that bad?' Leonel smiled bitterly.
The issue with the Milky Way Guild obviously wasn't that Leonel was an enemy of them, but rather in what they might or might not know.
Leonel was certain that the fat, jeweled man was among the lowest ranking members of the Guild. He might even be selfish enough to keep the information to himself in hopes of making it rich on his own. But the issue was that this was only the best case scenario.
In the worst case… Well, Leonel might as well start picking out his casket now.
In this time, he had pretty much ignored the threat of Shield Cross Stars. But, that was only because right after those events happened, his talk with his grandfather took up the vast majority of his mind. He simply didn't care about Shield Cross Stars because his thoughts were focused on something completely different.
