That afternoon.
Alf's residence inside the Armand estate.
"Dear, your food."
Alf sat at the dining table, sighing heavily.
Erinnette smiled. "Worried about something, dear?"
"Mm… There's a lot to worry about. First, our King. Second, about Varrick."
"Mm… I'm also worried about Lord Garius… ah, His Majesty~"
Alf chuckled. "Yeah… it's hard to get used to the new title after Garius became king. He also prefers us to call him 'Lord' instead of 'Your Majesty,' but…" He trailed off, his expression serious. "We can't allow that. He is the king and ruler of the Armand Nation now. Everyone must respect him as such, just as we do. Even if we've cared for him since he was a child."
"Let's hope Garius doesn't try to go out." Alf sighed again.
"Mm… Even with Hesbeirn and Gilmon guarding him, I still worry about Garius."
"Mm… That's why I asked the others to guard King Garius from all angles. I've deployed the Shadow Leader's units throughout the entire estate."
