Meanwhile, outside the study room, Garius stood with Francesca, Alf, and Erinnete, listening in on the conversation.
A smirk played on his lips as he turned away, walking toward the grand hall with the others following closely behind.
"Alf."
"Yes, my lord?"
Garius clasped his hands behind his back, his tone amused. "I told you before, didn't I?"
Alf nodded, his usual composed expression firm. "Yes, my lord. Just as you predicted, those three are becoming more capable by the day. Not only are they sharpening their leadership skills, but they're also working to improve our military and infrastructure."
Francesca chuckled softly, gracefully matching her husband's stride. "Our sons are growing faster than expected. And Javier… he always surprises me the most."
Garius' smirk deepened. "Heh… that boy doesn't realize it yet, but he's already thinking like a ruler. He always claims he doesn't want responsibility, but his instincts betray him."