The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1152 - 346: For Saint Sis! For Colin!

In the evening, Luo Yan was leisurely picking out "local specialties" to bring to old acquaintances in the Holy City market, while chaos reigned inside the Dantes Villa on King Street.

Edmond, exhausted after a busy day, returned home to hear the bad news: his adorable Little Emily had once again played a prank on the new family tutor, and this time made the kind lady cry.

Previously, he hadn't realized that this seemingly sweet little girl had so many tricks up her sleeve, placing a cup full of water on the door frame and drenching the lady when the door was pushed open.

This time it was really too much; he couldn't hold back and took off his belt, snapping it on the sofa, which scared Emily into tears.

The house was in a mess of chaos.

Seeing his daughter crying loudly, Edmond eventually softened, holding her while comforting and apologizing, then sincerely bowed to Lady Xiwei who had changed into a new outfit, placing a Gold Coin in her hand, finally turning her aggrieved expression into a smile through tears.

If only it were as easy to appease Little Emily as it was for Saint Sith up above.

Looking back at the messy living room, Edmond felt even more exhausted.

At dinner time, his wife Anna returned home and staged a "justice punch to beat the bad guy" performance in front of Little Emily, finally calming their little rascal.

Incidentally, since the day of the funeral, the Dantes family had officially entered the upper echelons of Holy City society.

Not only had Edmond himself gained a lot of social engagements, but his wife Anna had also been accepted by Holy City's noble ladies and attended many teas and salons they hadn't even heard of before under the title of Mrs. Dantes.

To avoid disgracing the Dantes family, Anna diligently learned the etiquette of high society and tried to remember every face that greeted her.

As for other family members, they all had their own matters to attend to.

Sofia was currently preparing for the Imperial Royal Art Academy interview, while Francois was too shy, and as for Lucian... that fool was old enough but unfortunately didn't know how to take care of children, even attempting to take Little Emily horseback riding last time!

Truth be told, Edmond felt a bit guilty towards his younger daughter.

She was at an age just starting to understand the world, yet life had undergone such dramatic changes.

At this crucial moment, he and his wife happened to neglect her care... perhaps that was the real reason for her strange behavior, rather than being full of mischief.

He had actually considered sending Little Emily back to Holy Mother School to study.

The children there wouldn't let her feel lonely, and Lady Agnes' character was witnessed by everyone. Even if she couldn't give love to every child, she could certainly help Emily become an optimistic, upright, and kind person.

However, every time he brought this up, Anna would glare and reject him.

The reasoning was no more than that line—how could the daughter of the Dantes family go to such a place!

In her view, Sofia struggled because she hadn't laid a good foundation when she was young.

But Emily was different; her life had just begun and absolutely couldn't "settle" just like that!

Edmond didn't have such great ambitions for his daughter; his main ambition lay with his two sons. As for Little Emily, he just hoped she would be happy.

Thinking about it, indeed, from King Street to Loyalty Street was quite far, far enough that it felt like two different worlds, so daily travel seemed impractical, and he was even less comfortable with boarding.

He could only entrust everything to time.

Finally, it was dinner time, and the servants wheeled the dining cart into the kitchen, setting the sumptuous feast on the long table.

Savoring the fragrance of wine, Edmond's brow relaxed slightly.

However, before he could enjoy the moment of peace before the pre-meal prayer, his most restless elder son suddenly blurted out.

"I've decided, father."

His eldest son Lucian wiped his mouth with a napkin and set down the unused cutlery.

His movements carried unprecedented solemnity, and his eyes burned with a fiery passion, like the rising sun.

"Tomorrow morning, I'm signing up to join the Holy Temple Knight Order!"

This statement was like a stone cast into a calm lake, stirring ripples everywhere.

"What?!"

Anna was the first to exclaim, staring incredulously at her usually obedient son, she spoke in shock.

"Lucian, my dear, do you know what that means? That place is even more savage than the New Continent, don't be fooled into thinking there's gold everywhere and that the continent is made of gold—"

"I know, mother."

Lucian's tone was surprisingly firm, his eyes shining brightly—the light of dreams!

"But precisely because of this, I must go! Because I belong there!"

"No, brother, you belong in the Holy City... you were born here, and that place has nothing to do with you." Francois quietly reminded.

Sofia also nodded gently, looking worriedly at her brother, unsure what he was up to this time.

As if anticipating his brother would say such discouraging words, Lucian's mouth curled into a bold smile, passionately continuing.

"I know, Francois, but fallen leaves lie on the roots, only those blown to the distance are seeds!"