Leon turned his head toward the voice and saw Zelda approaching with Elina, Nymiel, Vaelira, and Naeriel—all wearing anxious, worried expressions.
"I'm fine," Leon said softly.
Zelda exhaled in relief. Although she knew Leon was incredibly strong, a constant unease had kept her tense the entire time.
The five women stepped into the room, startled by the mess before them.
The wardrobe on the left was tilted, the desk lay overturned, and several other pieces of furniture were out of place. They all sighed, clearly feeling helpless.
"This..." Nymiel started, but her voice trailed off, unsure how to put it into words.
It had only been an hour since they asked the maid to prepare a new room for Leon, yet it was already in a mess again—though not as badly as the last time.
Vaelira and Naeriel remained silent, but their expressions mirrored Nymiel's concern.
