At the Scarcia Manor.
“Your son has gone into the dungeon for too long, Albert. I'm starting to feel worried.”
Farhan said out of concern.
“You’re right, Father. He’s never been gone this long before. But at least this time, he’s let us know beforehand, or else we would be running around trying to look for him again. Still, I believe that my son is more than capable of taking care of himself.”
Judging from the look on his face, Albert seemed to have a lot of faith in his son.
“It’s only been a little over a year, but your son has grown up so much, Albert.”