Present.
Alfred stared at the two figures sitting before him, his eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief, relief, and emotions he could hardly put into words.
Although his appearance had changed, Julius could still recognize the old man beneath those unfamiliar features. The same person who had accompanied him since childhood was now sitting across from him, looking as though he had seen a ghost.
"Young master… you…"
Alfred tried to speak, but the words seemed to get caught in his throat. He opened his mouth again, only to fall silent as he struggled to process the sight before him. There were too many questions he wanted to ask, and he didn't even know where to begin.
"Calm down, Alfred."
Julius patted the old man's back before settling into the seat beside him, while Rosalina took the other seat.
