When You Were Just A Child

"Of course." Master Weils sighed as if recalling the past. His voice became elusive and vague, "Back when I was in Dilsburg, your grandfather and I were good friends." "Don't forget that I was the one who predicted divinity for your grandmother and helped her to arrange everything in the shortest amount of time, including keeping you safe and sound when you were only six or seven years old.” “I know.” Lucille had already heard about this during her last visit. Master Weils murmured with a sigh, "Your grandmother was kind-hearted and benevolent. Else, she would not have dedicated her whole life to making so many contributions. To say that she’s responsible for creating those mutants and causing the end of the world... Frankly, I don’t believe it.” “I don’t believe it either.” Lucille lowered her eyes. However, recent events pointed toward her grandmother, Rafela. Even if Lucille wanted to clear her grandmother's name, she felt powerless. Master Weils seemed to notice Lucille's dilemma.