Everyone spoke urgently.
"Your Majesty, we understand your feelings." The elder senator stepped forward, frowning. "However, do not forget, you are the king... You are responsible for this country, and if something happens to you..."
Anton's deputy returned, carrying a full set of equipment, including bulletproof vests, pistols... and walkie-talkies... everything was there.
Lucas Walker took them, put on the bulletproof vest, and donned a jacket that allowed for easy movement. He took the holster and secured it to his waist, stuffing two pistols into his pockets.
"If I can't even protect my own wife, what right do I have to be this king?!"
"But..."
"I've already decided!"
His tone was stubborn and determined, with no room for negotiation.
A staff member stepped down from the command vehicle and reported to Lucas Walker.
