Aristodemus was blind. His story was simple. He was not able to see like others, but rather, he saw mana. Because of that, he could gauge how powerful a person was based on their mana levels.
This did not mean that he could predict a person's strength, but he was able to give a rough estimate. It was thanks to this innate ability that he was able to gauge the power of the foe that his master was about to go against. And without a doubt, this foe outclassed his master by far!
As blasphemous as that sounded in the minds of his fellow summons, it was a truth that he did not intent to hide from Leon.
"I know he's way out of my league. But we'll make it happen somehow. And besides, I have a few trump cards up my sleeve." Leon told them as he finally drew upon as many summons as he thought would be enough for this campaign.
