"...As I see it, there actually aren't that many choices," Yisen Gard spoke up, his spirits lifting more quickly than Ian had expected—or perhaps he had always known that his father didn't love him, so there was no shock to be felt.
The blond young man closed his lake-green eyes and slowed his breathing.
When he opened his eyes again, he had calmed down and slowly began, "At least the situation is much better than I thought. For now, I still have my mother to rely on, and my maternal grandfather's plan won't start until I reach the Fourth Power Level."
"In other words, before reaching the Fourth Power Level, I can use their power to protect myself, and they too wish for me to become the head of the Ellen Family—this is something I can take advantage of."
"As for my father..."