2284 Leonel Morales

Leonel looked toward the Pyius Ancestor indifferently, but they were just as confused as everyone else was. His gaze changed focus and he looked down toward the Holy Land of the Pyius family, but he knew that it was a waste of his time. If they left so abruptly, so much so that even he couldn't quite figure out immediately how they had, then there was no doubt in his mind that there was nothing of use left. They wouldn't be that foolish.

He didn't feel any sort of satisfaction. He would have felt much better if that old man had just died, but next time they met he would know to watch his mouth. Not that it would matter much, next time they met, he'd have the man's head on a pike. Just because he had controlled his rage, didn't mean that it wasn't still there.

That man's words were clearly meant to taunt, and taunting an enraged Leonel was the last thing a person should do.