"Leonardo Ashborne, huh?"
Igaris engraved the name deep into his memory. Despite the awe-inspiring vow and the grandeur of his power, if Leonardo ever dared to betray him… Igaris would end him by any means necessary.
Because if there was one thing he truly despised it was betrayal.
Joining the Freedom Summoners wasn't about loyalty or cause. It was a calculated move. He needed knowledge. Power. And understanding of the true nature of this world and the summoners within it.
As for the war against the Perfect Society? He'd choose his own path when the time came.
He wasn't some noble warrior fighting for ideals.
He was a shadow. A sneaky ghost who had entered this world for just thirty days.
Whether he'd return with power… or die trying, only time would tell.
Igaris turned to Leon and gave a small nod. "Then I'll hold you to it."
Leon's lips curled into a confident smirk as he climbed onto the back of his fire-breathing dragon.
"Well then, Igaris…"
