Leon felt both familiar and unfamiliar as he looked at the tall city wall in front of him.
In his memories, this this city wall had been reinforced by the magic of a seventh-ranked earth-type grand magician, and was incredibly sturdy.
"It's Young Master Leon!"
"Young Master Leon has returned!"
The soldiers guarding the city saw Leon's iconic white horse and immediately started dispersing the civilians who were lining up to enter the city.
Those soldiers looked at Leon with obvious fear in their eyes.
Leon somewhat embarrassedly rubbed his nose, in his previous life as a five good youth with three upright views, he was still quite resistant to things like oppressing civilians.
It was all the trouble caused by the former host, from today onwards, he Leon. Gugaman to become a good person.
The streets of the city were very spacious and tidy, with people coming and going on the streets.
Crewe's horse's hooves slowed down.
Crewe was a bit puzzled, his master used to order him to run wildly through the streets all the time. But he was just a horse, he would only follow orders and wouldn't think of anything extra.
"It's Leon!"
"That guy is back."
"Really, why don't you die out there."
...
The people in the city whispered, and although Leon couldn't hear them clearly, he could roughly guess what they were saying.
From the eyes of the people, dislike, disgust, hatred, and all sorts of dissimilarities made Leon uncomfortable.
"Just how big a sin did the original host create." Leon smiled helplessly and bitterly in his heart, now this mess had come to himself. In The Final Light, Leon was just a small, insignificant character in the early stages, and there was very little relevant information.
Memories slowly flooded into his mind.
"Tsk ... really isn't something that people do." Leon's face also became increasingly ugly.
A little girl, trying to pick up a rolled ball of leather, comes to the center of the road.
When she looked up, it was Leon sitting on a high horse, falling shadows covering her petite frame.
"Whoa!" The little girl cried out straight away in shock, her mother had told him in a bedtime story that Leon was the big bad guy who specialized in eating children.
"No!"
Her mother rushed over and held the little girl tightly in her arms.
"I'm sorry! Young Master Leon, please let us mother and daughter go!"
As she spoke, the young mother had already begun to kneel and kowtow, "Even if it's just my daughter, please let her go! I'll let you do whatever you want ..."
The people around them cast sympathetic gazes, then moved their eyes away intolerantly.
Leon: ...
I t said nothing yet!
"Phew-" Leon took a deep breath, and in as gentle a tone as possible, spoke, "Go on, pay attention next time."
"Really ... really?" That mother raised her head incredulously. Those who dared to block Young Master Leon's path in the past had a rather miserable end.
"Really, hurry up and go!" Leon waved his hand somewhat impatiently.
What was all this about!
"Thanks! Thank you Young Master Leon for being magnanimous ..." That mother warily hugged her daughter and left.
Leon clamped his leg underneath, and Crewe stepped on his horse's hooves and continued to the city lord's residence.
...
"Young master is back."
As soon as Leon stepped into his home, a beautiful maid immediately came to change his clothes.
The original leather armor was removed and replaced with an exquisitely crafted robe.
"Father."
Leon came to the hall and finally met his father in this world.
Jor. Gujaman was a stocky middle-aged man with thick hair and a rugged face like a lion, as well as a powerful warrior of the fifth rank. As the lord of the city, he did quite well in all aspects, except for one thing, and that was the overindulgence of his children.
Now Leon was nineteen, and he remembered that he had a real sister, Lucy. Gujaman, seven years younger than himself and no slouch.
In later episodes, Lucy falls hopelessly in love with Guts and, jealous of Guts' childhood friend by his side, devises with Leon to give Guts' childhood friend a dirty magic potion to make her Leon's plaything.
But naturally, Guts found out and exposed the two of them in their treacherous scheme. After that, Guts applied for a duel to Leon in a fair and square manner.
As for what happened to this sister of his later, Leon was not sure.
Seeing Leon's return, a glimmer appeared in Joel. Gugaman's eyes surfaced a softness, "Back, Leon, did you get anything?"
"Don't mention it, didn't even hit a rabbit."
Leon casually laid down on the bench and crossed his legs, they didn't need to be so formal between father and son.
"But father, outside the city, next to the Sierre Forest, there is an abandoned relic, do you know about it?"
Joel's face changed, "You went in there?"
"No, just passing by, a little curious."
Joel let out a sigh of relief, "Very few people go to that place, and it is said that a high level demon is sealed there. However, there is no need to worry, every year, people from the Mage Association will come to reinforce the seal, that demon can't escape."
"I see."
Leon nodded thoughtfully, as far as he could remember, his father did entertain some gray-robed men from nowhere every year, and it turned out to be the Mage's Guild.
Leon stretched his back in boredom, but in reality, he secretly aimed God's Eye at Yol.
[Name] Yol. Gugaman
[Identity] Lord of Lech City, Leader of the Red Wolf Mercenaries
[Strength] Fifth-ranked warrior
Panel: Magic 89, Spirit 134, Strength 487, Agility 370, Endurance 300.
[Title] Scarlet Lone Wolf (he is strongest when he is alone)
...
His own father was actually a leader of some mercenary group, something he had never mentioned to himself.
Leon secretly smacked his lips, his father's base panel was almost ten times that of his!
It turned out that what Yol usually always said, that he could clean him up with one finger, was not a joke, but the truth.
"Hm? Leon, what's wrong with you." Yol noticed that Leon's face became a bit odd and asked directly.
"No ... nothing is wrong, father."
Yol frowned, "Did you do something bad again? How many times have I told you not to bully the commoners, oppressing the weak is not what we nobles should do. Alas, if there is no prestige, how will you take over the seat of Lech City's lord in the future ..."
"Yes father, I will definitely clean up my act and be a good person in the future."
"Oh?" Joel was a bit surprised, his own uneducated son usually didn't let him bother, "Not bad, it's rare to hear you say such words. Say it, is there something you want? How many gold coins do you want?"
Leon: ...
With a father like that, Leon kind of wanted to start falling too.
A petite figure walked in, and seeing Leon, brittlely shouted, "Brother! You're back, did you bring me any gifts?"
"Oh my sweet sister Lucy, for you, the fact that I'm back safe and sound is your greatest gift."