In the end, with the exception of a few scratches, nothing major happened. Leon was quite bored because he was helping the from the backline while blinding the wolves, and thanks to it, the front line didn't let anything attack Leon and the archers. Noticing that even without having any equipnt, Leon was still very useful, his co-workers stopped looking at him so unpleasantly.
"This is a waste of ti..."
Leon understood that espionage work didn't suit him, even though he wasn't really one, he wanted to collect intel like one. However, joining and climbing the ranks of an organization to do that while holding back his power wasn't sothing Leon liked to do. In a world where he had to his best to survive, holding back made his back feel itchy. Regardless, since the focus was to make the newcors obtain experience, Paul decided to retreat several tis to rest.
"Did you get better controlling earth?" Paul asked. "It looks like your attacks are faster today."
"Thanks to the soldiers protecting the city, I have a lot of free ti in my hands," Leon said the sentence he prepared beforehand. "I spent the last two days training, and I have a feeling that I will obtain the power to beco a rank A mber pretty soon."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Paul asked. "Of course, you will have more benefits by raising your rank, but the jobs aren't that easy, you know."
Paul seed to be the type of leader who was good at looking after his underlings, but knowing that he was working for an organization that makes use of cursed rings, spies, and maids, it wasn't a good idea to talk with him that much. However, that was a good opportunity.
"What kind of work rank A mbers do?" Leon dodged the question by making another.
"Well… most rank A mbers spend days and sotis week outside the city doing their jobs." Paul explained. "So of them help in dungeon breaks, others protect our borders, and so try to obtain materials from high-leveled dungeons."
It wasn't an easy job, but it was clear that that would make Leon get close to the principal activities under the command of William. Speaking of which, the easiest way to talk with William would be buying or selling information about magic, skills, and other useful things. But then again, Leonard spent all his coins in Chicago and lost his belonging when he escaped from the monsters' horde… so Leon couldn't interact with him or the other directors anyti soon without making them suspicious of him.
Anyway, as one could expect, the day passed rather slowly while Leon was working in the dungeon. He couldn't train, nor could he show his skills, so that was only obvious. Around 04:00 PM, a new group arrived to hunt at the dungeon. So, Paul's group returned to New York.
"Good job guys, let's keep up the good work tomorrow," Paul said. "To the newcors, we will all receive the paynt for the wolves' hide at the end of the week, so don't bother the people who are working in the warehouses and the main building."
After that, the soldiers dissipated, and Leon didn't move at all. He was feeling way too weird; he felt like he just lived a filler episode in his own life. Putting aside the fact that he and the others hunted monsters, he felt like he lived a day of an ordinary salaryman. It was a really weird feeling… However, things were about to beco even weirder.
While trying to rid of that weird feeling, Leon headed to his new ho. His apartnt was a relatively new building, and since the soldiers worked in three turns, most of the ti, the place was quite empty. Thus, he didn't see anyone while climbing the stairs and after crossing the corridor that led to his apartnt. However, when he opened the door, he saw a blonde young woman kneeling in front of the door, and she was wearing maid clothes.
"Welco back, master." The blond woman said.
Leon couldn't help but frown; he thought the word maid was just a figure of speech… not that the person who would take care of his apartnt would actually wear maid clothes.
"It is a pleasure to et you, master," The blonde woman said. "My na is Gisela, but you can call whatever you want."
"Hello… my na is Leonard." Leon hesitated. "Gisela… why are you kneeling in front of the door?"
"I've been waiting for you, master Leonard," Gisela answered.
"That doesn't answer anything," Leon said. "Is this like the people from the Hearth of the North said you should work?"
"No, this is how my previous master wanted to greet him," Gisela explained.
"Well, I'm not your previous master, so you can act normally," Leon said.
"How do you want to greet you, master Leonard?" Gisela asked, still kneeling.
"Well, by not calling master and not kneeling would be enough," Leon said.
"... Understood. I apologize in advance, Leonard." Gisela said and slowly got up.
"Why are you apologizing?" Leon asked.
Instead of receiving an answer, Leon just realized that Gisela slightly trembled. Although she got up, she didn't raise her head, so Leon got suspicious.
"Raise your head," Leon said with a strong tone.
It wasn't his intention, but Leon ended up giving her an order, and his harsh tone made her tremble a little more. Gisela raised her head, revealing the beautiful face of a girl who probably hadn't been raised in Arica. Her skin was pale like the people who lived in an extrely cold areas of North Europe, and her eyes were light blue like crystal water… not eyes, her eye. She had lost her right eye,
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