Leon had always hated trouble—not because he was afraid of it or couldn't handle it. Complaints aside, once he took a deep breath, he could dive right into the work without hesitation.
Sometimes, people unintentionally become the very thing they dislike.
Leon remembered his days as a corporate pawn, a mere worker. The thing he hated most back then was being given a new task before finishing the current one.
Now, as a leader, he seemed no different—completely insensitive to his subordinates' plight. He had just tasked Cecilia with cultivating new talents but turned around to summon her back, assigning another task: buy every type of potion-crafting material on the market and deliver it to him.
Of course, Cecilia was Leon's subordinate but also undeniably a leader herself. She was a high-ranking official of Watchtower Port, ruler of the surrounding wild forests, and had thousands of individuals or monsters under her command. She rarely needed to handle matters directly.
