Capítulo 422: Choice

The instant I ended the call was the instant my choice was made, and obviously, it needs go without saying… it wasn't without its divisiveness. 

See, the downside to my Dad's firm insistence of his privacy, was that I had to go explain the plan to everyone else myself, and unlike the Hero of the Realm, or the Demon that ruled it, I didn't have the sway or the influence to tether any trust or confidence towards me. 

The sheer, utter disbelief on their faces when I unveiled to them this loosely-strung, loosely-formulated plan of mine… I almost wished I saved a picture.

Amelia lead charge the bastion of opposition to my decision, lacing doubts in her wit, weaving provocations in her skepticisms, like a broken record of protest playing on an unending loop.

But when I continued to keep firm on my intentions, that's when she waved the white flag, fed up, seemingly losing all hope she had on me… if there even was such a thing in the first place.