Leo looked at his two 'reliable' comrades who hadn't even walked a few minutes before showing signs they were about to fight, and then reluctantly sighed.
He himself didn't see any problem, but if they kept this up once they got into the city, it wouldn't be good. Could a noble lady act like a thug? Could a slave hit their master like that?
Sooner or later, someone would get suspicious of behavior that didn't fit the norm. When danger came, even if they had Raphael's help, afterward it'd be hard to move around freely.
The worst-case scenario was that Raphael's appearance would drag in a bunch of old enemies that even he couldn't beat. If that happened, no matter how god-level talented the three of them were, they'd still just end up dead.
"We're about to reach a crowded place. Are you two going to keep acting like you live deep in the wilderness?"
