Forward I

Outside Charise's room, Merlin, Old Wilson, Big-breasted Madam, Macy, and the others were waiting anxiously.

Old Wilson walked forward and said to Merlin softly, "Merlin, don't worry. Charise will be fine."

Merlin nodded, but there was not the slightest relief in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a figure dashed in from the outside. It was Benin, suited in armor and looking travel-weary.

"Baron, sir, how's my sister?" Benin inquired Merlin hurriedly the moment he saw him.

"Charise is fine. You've come back from the city guard?"

Merlin frowned. Although Benin was now more mature than he had been, he still could not shake off some of the flaws he had picked up as a prince previously. Merlin had arranged for him to join Count Selin's city guard as a junior captain but he often caused trouble. Thus, Merlin was very displeased with Benin.