An intellimacho who leads the muscle-brained army corps of Sparta. Leonidas lamented that “there was no one who could take into consideration tactics properly except for myself.” Like an intellectual who joined a sports-minded company, he lives with his head hurting everyday. Nonetheless, because he is a man born and raised in Sparta, he too is also a meathead—such as exerting great effort and guts, even if for an instant. Thus, he cannot deny this label, preferring to fight like a barbarian. He believes that exerting effort and diligently studying and training is a shortcut to pulling oneself to victory, and that it is connected to the acquisition of a humane life. “You, train your muscles (yourself). In that case, you will be rewarded. However, ghosts are no good given that they have no muscles!!!!!”