Everyone thought about it for a while, but no one stood up. Finally, his father got up. He looked at Silva and spoke.
"Son, is this what you really want to do? You might be making the whole of humanity your enemy and going into a life of war if you do this," he said.
"I'm not the one doing anything, Father. They are the ones that did it—the moment they decided to attack us.
There is no way that I'll allow the lives that have worked for me to be in vain. They died in my lands, under my watch.
If anything, my conscience would not allow me to live without revenge for them and for me. A life of war? I accept that. After all, I'm supposed to be a demon king.
Get all your affairs in place. If there are no questions, we move out tomorrow. I'll be heading out to do something," Silva said and got up. He walked out without turning back.