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After parting ways with Claudia, Leon and Rosvisser decided to head back to the Lionheart Society and discuss their plans with Rebecca and the others.

Although they could take advantage of the Empire’s paper lanterns for free, they still lacked crucial information about the warehouse, such as its precise location, surrounding environment, number of guards, and whether any imperial personnel were stationed there.

Rushing in without knowing these details could ruin the entire Lantern Festival operation.

Walking down the street in the middle district, Leon ruffled his hair, looking a bit annoyed.

Rosvisser noticed his slight shift in mood and softly asked, “What’s wrong?”

Leon sighed. “The Lantern Festival is in two days. If we don’t finish our preparations tonight or tomorrow, this whole plan could be a bust.”

As the leader, Leon felt the burden of responsibility heavier than anyone else.

Although he once led the Dragon Slayer Corps, marching across battlefields with his fellow warriors, the current situation was unlike any from his past.

As a general with an inherent dragon-slaying physique, Leon hadn’t felt pressured when facing dragons—the weight was always on his enemies. But now, leading a group of oppressed people forced to rise against their rulers, he felt an entirely new kind of pressure.@@novelbin@@

On one hand, he feared failure—a victorious general who had survived countless battles couldn’t bear the thought of defeat. On the other hand, he dreaded disappointing those who trusted and relied on him. Everyone had gathered around him, hoping Leon would lead them in overthrowing this corrupt Empire.

If all their efforts ended up wasted, the consequences would be unbearable for him.