"I want you to become my personal bodyguard."
"...Me?" Althera pointed at herself with difficulty, almost doubting that she had heard him correctly. "Your... personal bodyguard?"
"Mm." Robin nodded. "Holak will probably be upset, but I can't think of any other position that truly suits you. You're like him—you're only good at close-range combat, and I can't just throw you into some distant battlefield to serve as a spearhead in a place like Renara or Hedrick. Your nature as a candidate means you'll first need to receive a Master Law, then spend a long period studying it and making progress before you possess any real combat strength. After all that, it would simply be a waste to send you off to fight a bunch of insignificant trash. The best place for you is by my side, and the most suitable role beside me is either protection or service... and I think protection suits you far better."
"...." Althera stared at Robin, feeling as though her heart had sunk all the way to her heels.
