As Ves and Melinda spoke about the placement of the Larkinson Family, the latter kept pushing a confrontational tone.
"...We have studied the records of your past battles and interviewed the wounded veterans and the relatives of the deceased. Did you know what we discovered?" The woman who spoke for the Larkinson Family asked.
Ves calmly leaned back on his garden chair while finishing his cup of tea.
Ever since he completed his sublimation, his increased control over his biological form allowed him to restore the sense of taste that he lost.
Though his ability to alter his body remained limited for the time being, it was enough to pull off small tricks such as freezing his facial hair growth, allow him to enjoy more subtler tastes and making Vincent Ricklin jealous.
Though he preferred to remain on his ship, he couldn't help but admit that the Royal Mansion at the Cat Nest served as an adequate center of power.
The entire surroundings belonged to his clan, which in effect meant that the entire Cat Nest was his personal fief.
The Larkinson Clan clearly had all of the say here. The Larkinson Family may share the same name, but they bore a slightly different label that ultimately caused them to remain separate in a few ways.
The most common complaint that everyone thought about but nobody said out loud was that the old family were not only losers, but also freeloaders.
If not for the 1 percent stake in the incredibly profitable LMC that Ves had generously allowed the family to keep, people like Melinda would have long sold themselves out or died by this time!
It was too difficult for rootless people to maintain their independence and integrity in a highly competitive society.
The values and principles of the Larkinson Family might work out great so long as it remained attached to a state, but once it became unmoored, it completely turned into a fish out of water.
Right now, this little fish that was gasping for air and flapping its body without any sense thought it was a shark that could sit on the same negotiating table as the Larkinson Clan!
Melinda was not entirely wrong. Ves didn't care too much about the Larkinson Family and would not shed a tear if this relic of the past went away again, but the significance of Venerable Ark Larkinson was too great!
His uncle was the only diamond in the rough. It was a gem of such great value that Ves would feel a lot of pain if he missed this opportunity to secure this precious jewel for himself!
Just as with the Cross Clan in the past, once the Larkinson Clan gained a high-tier expert pilot of its own, Ves and his wife hoped to repeat their earlier success and trigger Venerable Ark's breakthrough by delivering a powerful new living expert mech!
Once his clan gained an ace pilot of its own, everything would change.
No longer would Ves have to rely on Patriarch Reginald whenever he needed the help of a Saint.
No longer would he have to cater to the whims of the Cross Clan to an excessive degree.
No longer would he be forced to look at an ace mech that he originally had a hand in designing but since shed his influence.
Ves wanted to have his own cooperative ace pilot under his command. He wanted to have complete authority and control over the ace mech that he designed from his own hand. Only by controlling such a powerful fighting force himself would he feel confident in growing his clan without worrying too much about incurring a backlash!
As such, Ves had to navigate this conversation carefully despite how pathetic the Larkinson Family had become compared to the Larkinson Clan.
"Let me make an educated guess about what you have discovered." He eventually replied to her question. "You found that no one really minds the losses all that much."
"Exactly! I don't understand how mothers are able to accept the fact that they have lost their sons, which is one of the greatest pains a woman can experience in their lives. I can't comprehend how children are okay with the fact that they can no longer feel the love of their mothers ever again because the women who nurtured them from birth died for someone else's greed!"
Ves folded his hands on top of each other. He tried to formulate an answer that remained respectful while still representing his stance.
"You didn't go deep enough in your investigations." He began. "Those people aren't fools, Melinda. First off, every single member of the clan except those who had been born in the past few years chose to join on their own accord. It wasn't easy to sign up for us as our recruiting standards are rising every year. Before they take on the Larkinson name, our people make it abundantly clear that they are signing up for a lot of danger and a lot of potential tragedies. We do that because we don't want to hoodwink them and make them regret their applications. We are too honest for that. If people still want to join us after learning about the risks we routinely take, then that is their prerogative."
His older cousin didn't accept this argument.
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