This was the same boy who had stood his ground in front of the Marquis that was several times bigger than him, bit his hand and endured the pain of his bruised shoulder.
And this was the very same boy who had continuously hit the Emperor just so he could let Julian go, at the expense of bruising his own little side fists.
Whenever it came to Julian, he never backed out of a fight. But to defend himself, his timid self, he wasn't so sure even when it was fighting kids his age.
"Lucius," Julian called. "If anyone hits you, you have to hit them back." He said, his eyes steady even as he told the child to resort to violence.
He would not let anyone, absolutely no one walk all over his child.
"And if it's someone you aren't confident you can beat, you have to get at least one hit in and then run like your life depends on it. Come find me and I will handle the rest."
Lucius gulped.
"Won't… won't you get in trouble?"
