Two days after Arren's return.
Outside of the palace, a black car stopped, and someone from the back seat climbed out of the car. His figure was extremely familiar with the royal guards in this palace, but there was something unfamiliar with his overall vibe.
The once-carefree smile on his lips and the light in his eyes were now completely gone. Instead, his eyes bore dark circles, and his figure obviously lost a significant weight since he last set foot in this palace.
Levin, the Chief of the Royal Guards. He looked at the palace, where he spent most of his life, more than his own home. Levin's surging pride when he looked at the familiar sight seemed unable to glow at this moment.
