Leonard got out of the large tub in less than a second.
Nothing he could do.
The bathwater had been polluted terribly. He wasn't going to continue.
As for having the servants make a new batch, his skin couldn't handle it any longer.
He nearly bathed for more than an hour.
Leonard bet he might be the only person to be forming their very first magic circle while bathing.
As he covered his lower part with a towel, Leonard returned to his bedroom.
"These servants are really something else. How could they forget to bring me clothes?"
Despite complaining about their inefficiency, he didn't actually call anyone out to scold.
After all, the truth was that the clothes brought to him were submerged in the dirty bathwater.
How could he possibly admit the mistake was his fault?
Moreover, forming a magic circle when everyone else was at least in the 3rd magic circle put his pride to shame.
