Arthur had called the Levites so strict that they made Spartans look cute.
He wasn't lying or joking in the slightest.
The very next day, Elaine found herself up at 5 am, sprinting around a 400m race track that Berlal had constructed right before her eyes, with Arthur cheering on her from the stands.
Right now, Arthur was kind of a mental pillar for Elaine, and it wouldn't take five seconds for her to start panicking if he wasn't in her field of vision.
Even though Arthur had basically deprogrammed her to not think of herself as 'Cursed' but simply 'Different' the previous day, her trauma of the past month wasn't gonna heal itself in an instant.
So, his presence was basically for mental support.
