Staring at the handsome young man who seemed to materialize from optical camouflage, speaking fluent Felu Language, Leon was flooded with a deluge of question marks in his mind.
Guarding Technique?
...Since the other party had revealed such invisibility superpower-like abilities, it was clear that he was a Mage capable of magic.
Thus, what he was referring to must also be some kind of Spell that could be taken literally.
However, Leon knew that he had no idea what the disruption of the Magic Technique was all about.
He didn't rush to answer but instead retorted, "Are you with this Athias embassy?"
The blond young man scrutinized Leon carefully, the faint glimmer of hope in his eyes gradually fading.
Still, he nodded, pulled down his collar, and showed the marking on his neck: "I am Pilireno's Magic Slave, but don't be alarmed, I mean no harm to you."
