After a short silence, Steven began his words. "The dispute between The Conservative Faction and The Reformist Faction has been there for forever. It is no longer news that's worth discussing," he said in an indifferent tone.
"Besides, I have withdrawn a long time ago. There is nothing that I could do even with the power I had then. As for Molly, she is no more than an ordinary kid. She has nothing to do with all of these either," he said slowly and convincingly.
Edgar did not find Steven's answers surprising. He had expected that the conversation would end up like this even before he brought him. He knitted his brows and made a helpless, pitiful expression.
"It's not that simple. You know me Uncle Steven, I would be more than glad if Molly is happy and safe," he hesitated for a second and then said in a light voice," I am afraid it has something to do with your past."
A flare of rage came over Steven's eyes. To him, the memories of the past should remain buried in the past. There was no point hanging from it all the time. After a short pause, he drew herself back and said in a calm voice," It has been so long since those days. Sometimes, I couldn't even distinguish it from a dream. There is no winner from it, the dead are dead. And for those who are still alive, there is nothing for them but to live under the horror from the disaster."
"After so many years, The Conservative Faction and The Reformist Faction are still picking up on that thing? I am afraid it is no more than an excuse," Steven continued pointedly.
There was a short silence. Edgar did not answer at once. His mind brooded on how he should lead the conversation to his purpose. Gradually, he smiled in a humble and sincere manner.
"Uncle Steven, the true reason I brought you here today is to let you know my stand in the whole situation," he said in a rather assured tone.
"You knew it was me who sacrificed myself that year. And today, I am willing to do the same thing," he continued.
"Just as long as I made sure that Molly is safe, that's not the only thing I can do. I can do more, with no strings attached," he emphasized.
Steven frowned his eyes and smiled slightly in helplessness. "I understand your affection for her. And I know you worry about her," he started.
"But it's not like I have control with the situation. Everything is traveling on its own designated orbit, you can't just rush into and veer it off," he said.
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