The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1153 - 346: For Saint Sis! For Colin!

He rarely won an argument against his younger brother, but this time, he rendered him speechless.

"That's a direct quote from Prince Colin..." Francois whispered.

"That's not important! What matters is that as citizens of Saint Sis, we have an obligation to spread the Holy Light to every corner of the world. This is our innate responsibility!"

His voice slightly rose due to excitement, his face flushed with emotion.

Francois closed his mouth.

He knew that a person in such a state could not be persuaded, and he could only let him feel the scorching heat of the Holy Light with his body.

Little Emily bit her spoon, widened her eyes, and smacked her lips, not understanding what was happening.

Seeing the family around the table exchange silent glances, Lucian smiled slightly and continued.

"And... you've also heard Baron Cosia's story, right? That man survived alone in the wilderness for nearly ten years and eventually established his own enterprise. I, Lucian Dantes, a healthy, well-educated young man, do I lack even this bit of courage?"

"I aspire to be a dignified man like Baron Cosia, and even more, I wish to follow in Prince Colin's footsteps. I want to prove to him that the descendants of the Dantes family are not cowards who hide under their ancestors' shadow! I've considered this for a long time, don't try to dissuade me anymore!"

Edmond looked at his son's passionate demeanor and felt a headache coming on.

He put down his wineglass and advised in a deep voice.

"Lucian, calm down. First, Prince Colin does not look down on us; you don't need to prove anything to him. Secondly, stories are stories, reality is reality. You only see the legend of Baron Cosia but not the life-threatening risks behind it. You may recall every word of Prince Colin, but don't confidently think you truly understand him; you can't even see the complicated interests involved behind it all."

"Brother, Father is right," Sofia softly advised from the side, "You can contribute to the family by staying in Holy City, and there are far more opportunities here than on the New Continent. The Holy Temple Knight Order... is too dangerous and not where you should be."

Her words were subtle, but each was truthful.

Ignoring her father's sulking, Little Emily sensed her brother was going far away.

She jumped down from her chair, ran to Lucian's side, tugging at his clothes, and said timidly, "Brother, please don't go... I don't want you to go so far away."

However, no one could persuade this young man who was already "fired up."

In his view, the family's objections seemed more like doubts about his abilities.

Yes.

He was not a strong person; whether in academics or in Extraordinary Power, he was mediocre, the kind who would be instantly drowned in the crowd on the streets of Holy City.

But how can one bow to destiny in this lifetime?

He wants to be the white whale on the Vast Ocean, battling against the evil waves of fate!

Like a true hero!

Lucian stood up, his gaze sweeping across each family member, finally fixing on his father Edmond's face.

His voice was no longer impassioned but carried an indisputable resolve and calmness.

"Father, Mother, my mind is made up. I don't want to live a life of ease, having everything handed to me. I want to earn my honor with my own hands and sword. I want to see the Gana Continent with my own eyes, to spread Saint Sis's faith on that wild land, to let the Imperial eagle flag fly high there. This is my dream, and my responsibility... I hope you can understand."

The dining room fell into a long silence.

The candlelight flickered, casting Lucian's resolute figure on the wall, making him appear exceptionally tall.

After a long while, Edmond and his wife Anna exchanged a glance, seeing helplessness and fatigue in each other's eyes.

Besides... there was also a trace of pride.

They understood that their son had grown up; he had his own will and determination, and any more obstruction would only push him further away.

He had no ability.

But who is born with it?

At least he has the ambition to become stronger and the courage to make a change!

A father always sees his child as immature yet radiant; Edmond sighed and eventually compromised, choosing to believe.

"Since you've made your decision..."

As he spoke, he beckoned the Steward, and from the latter's hand, he took a fine piece of parchment and a feather pen, placing them on the table.

"Then, as your father, the only thing I can do is support you."

He dipped the pen in ink and began writing quickly and forcefully on the paper.

It was a letter of recommendation, praising his son's courage, character, and faith, and earnestly requesting the Knight Order's leader to give him a chance to prove himself.

After finishing, he took the family crest from another small box, melted the sealing wax with a candle, and solemnly stamped the emblem representing the Dantes family at the end of the letter.

This was the most crucial step, so he did it with utmost care, even holding his breath.

Thanks to Prince Tocolin, the Dantes family's crest still held some weight today.

"Take it," he handed the letter to Lucian, "Don't bring disgrace to the Dantes family."

Lucian's eyes reddened, and he nodded heavily, accepting the weighty letter.

Anna watched this scene, clasped her hands in front of her chest, silently closed her eyes, and prayed in a near-chanting voice.