Fists Speak Loudest!
Leon's words were cold and left no room for doubt. He would take them in, and they would follow if they valued his help during the battle.
"I am willing to follow you..." Someone stepped forward. Everyone looked to see a familiar face. The man who stepped forward was a brown haired middle aged man whose name was Eric. He was an accomplished soldier and had the commander rank in the Holy Army. However, under Amelia's command, he was on ordinary soldier.
"Oh?" Leon tilted his head. He could sense that this man's words came with a condition.
"...But only if you can beat me in a one on one battle." The man said.
Silence stretched after those words left Eric's mouth. Everyone looked at him like he had gone mad. If Leon's summons were so strong, then how strong must he have been himself? Even if he was not physically strong, then he must have been a strong mage! But they all knew that he was physically strong thanks to the sights that Divinity's Bout had given them.