Michael just smiled, gratified. This was the reason why his smile returned after Clovis was born.
Clovis raised two fingers. "Still, Grandpa. Since the Melesviet family is coming at us, it's fine if we retaliate, right?"
"That's right. I will try to keep that old bastard in check. However, I can't do much because there's a chance of their action being a trap. It looks like that mysterious bastard is also on the move. So, I can't do anything big to help you, I'm sorry."
"That's fine, Grandpa. What I'm trying to say is that I need your permission to retaliate."
"Mhmm?" Michael couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows. If Clovis wanted to retaliate against the Melesviet family, it would be impossible. He was too weak to do anything.
However, if he understood his grandson correctly, Clovis wasn't the type of person who came up with something purely from his feelings. In other words, he must have thought retaliation might be possible.
"Can you elaborate?"
