Green went through Leo's memories from every angle once more, then reached a conclusion: the man's life had been one long tragedy.
Born into a minor noble family, Leo had plunged headlong into a contest for a title because of his arrogance. When he lost, he had fled from place to place ever since.
After learning that an Overlapping Region existed on Tuck Grassland, he had come here despite his grave injuries, hoping to complete his first Soul Absorption and awaken his Soul Armament.
Leo had already been badly wounded when he arrived. He had thrown up a tent at the very edge of the camp and stayed inside it ever since.
His flight had taught him that, in his condition, he would be easy prey for the hyenas who made a living robbing the weak. So he kept his head down and drew no attention.
The camp was newly established, a jumble of all sorts of people, and every faction was vying for control. Leo had actually managed to lie low.
Then his wounds worsened. Just as his life was drawing to an end, Green set his sights on him.
Leo was weak and had barely any ties to the camp, making it easier for Green to hide his identity.
If Leo had had a great many friends, impersonating him would have been much harder.
But if Leo had had a great many friends, Green would never have chosen him as a vessel in the first place. It was all a matter of circumstance.
"All right. What should I do next?" Green gathered every piece of information in Leo's memories and settled down to analyze it.
First, the strongest people in this world were equivalent to Fifth-Level Wizards.
Second, there were two major powers. Both openly and behind the