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His Experiences
Leyn is absolutely awesome! He's responsible in his work; reliable in battle; a good cook; a skilled gardener; a talented handyman. It's no surprise he became a judge so young, despite not being an aristocrat. His strong sense of justice does mean that some people find him hard to get along with... but he's always seemed open and friendly to me! And he's the only person I've met from Lumopolis who shares my Illumina style
But... Hmm, how should I put this? He's open and friendly, but that's as far as it goes. When there's work to do, he's perfectly happy to do it together. But when the work is done, it is as if he becomes a completely different person. A stranger who quietly walks away. It's like there's an invisible wall between him and everyone else. Leyn... he's more complex than you might expect.
—Vice.
But... Hmm, how should I put this? He's open and friendly, but that's as far as it goes. When there's work to do, he's perfectly happy to do it together. But when the work is done, it is as if he becomes a completely different person. A stranger who quietly walks away. It's like there's an invisible wall between him and everyone else. Leyn... he's more complex than you might expect.
—Vice.
His Story (I)
You want to hear all about me? Okay, if you insist...
It was a very ordinary beginning. Cliched, even. I was born in Lower Lumopolis, and my family was relatively well off compared to those of the kids I knew. But my parents weren't content with what they had. They cheated on each other, and they fought. However, they didn't argue about the cheating; they argued about me. I was the only thing holding them together, and they had great expectations of me. All I could do was listen and make sure dinner was ready on time, and the flowers were watered.
I lived there, in that so-called home, for fifteen years. Then my father was injured, which meant I had the opportunity to go and find work... and to leave.
So it's hardly a courageous story, but that's how I came to join the army.
It was a very ordinary beginning. Cliched, even. I was born in Lower Lumopolis, and my family was relatively well off compared to those of the kids I knew. But my parents weren't content with what they had. They cheated on each other, and they fought. However, they didn't argue about the cheating; they argued about me. I was the only thing holding them together, and they had great expectations of me. All I could do was listen and make sure dinner was ready on time, and the flowers were watered.
I lived there, in that so-called home, for fifteen years. Then my father was injured, which meant I had the opportunity to go and find work... and to leave.
So it's hardly a courageous story, but that's how I came to join the army.
His Story (II)
I worked so hard. I wanted to become a great knight, fighting for what I believed to be right. But over time, things started to seem off. My superiors favored me, and they would always give me the "best" jobs. But for some reason, those jobs always had to do something with the noble ladies. I'd have to guard a tea party, serve as a bodyguard, or even get an invitation to "work" in their mansions. And that wasn't what I wanted. But my superiors—the people I looked up to—just told me I should be glad the nobles liked me and get on with the work.
And that was when I realized some things never change no matter where I am, at home or in the army. My only option was to refuse. And after I was being ungrateful a few times, they moved me to the logistics division, where I served as an escort for merchant caravans. For anyone else, that might have felt humiliating. But it was all I had ever wanted.
And that was when I realized some things never change no matter where I am, at home or in the army. My only option was to refuse. And after I was being ungrateful a few times, they moved me to the logistics division, where I served as an escort for merchant caravans. For anyone else, that might have felt humiliating. But it was all I had ever wanted.
His Story (III)
It was tough work with no hope of advancement. But that also meant it was simple and honest. For me, that was enough.
It is ridiculous, isn't it? I was only eighteen and already I'd given up on all life's possibilities. Although maybe it was also inevitable after fifteen years of being trapped at home and watching the world from the window. That lasted until I met Brock.
There was a big caravan to escort and we were short-handed, so Lumopolis hired some mercenaries. Naturally, the weirdos and oddballs of both groups ended up working together—nobody else wanted to work with us, after all.
Brock wasn't a team player and never thought before acting. Normally if I met someone I couldn't work with, I'd just get the job done solo. But Brock... he kept picking fights with me. I think he thought I was ignoring him because I looked down on him, which is ridiculous. But I had to take him a bit more seriously and work alongside him.
It is ridiculous, isn't it? I was only eighteen and already I'd given up on all life's possibilities. Although maybe it was also inevitable after fifteen years of being trapped at home and watching the world from the window. That lasted until I met Brock.
There was a big caravan to escort and we were short-handed, so Lumopolis hired some mercenaries. Naturally, the weirdos and oddballs of both groups ended up working together—nobody else wanted to work with us, after all.
Brock wasn't a team player and never thought before acting. Normally if I met someone I couldn't work with, I'd just get the job done solo. But Brock... he kept picking fights with me. I think he thought I was ignoring him because I looked down on him, which is ridiculous. But I had to take him a bit more seriously and work alongside him.
His Story (IV)
And that mission ended up being a failure. Brock lost his job because of it.
But it also made me start thinking about my future differently. If I could learn how to work with Brock, someone with a completely different personality from me, then maybe I could learn how to do other things too? Make other changes. That was when I decided to become a judge.
Of course, it's next to impossible for ordinary folk to become judges. I was only able to achieve my goal with help from a noble. I wouldn't have allowed myself to accept that kind of assistance in the past. But I think I've learned to take a broader view of things now, rather than just automatically reject help from others.
And that's how I got where I am today. I worked hard at my job as a judge. At first, I was excluded and became marginalized. Then I teamed up with Tina... then I met you.
It hasn't all been smooth sailing. But I truly believe that if I keep up the hard work, I will one day bring more justice into the world.
But it also made me start thinking about my future differently. If I could learn how to work with Brock, someone with a completely different personality from me, then maybe I could learn how to do other things too? Make other changes. That was when I decided to become a judge.
Of course, it's next to impossible for ordinary folk to become judges. I was only able to achieve my goal with help from a noble. I wouldn't have allowed myself to accept that kind of assistance in the past. But I think I've learned to take a broader view of things now, rather than just automatically reject help from others.
And that's how I got where I am today. I worked hard at my job as a judge. At first, I was excluded and became marginalized. Then I teamed up with Tina... then I met you.
It hasn't all been smooth sailing. But I truly believe that if I keep up the hard work, I will one day bring more justice into the world.