"...The Player is the one who plays the Chapters." The Dean whispered, "This is what you said in your first lesson to me, and I also know it is your lifelong pursuit, even believing that it should be the lifelong pursuit of every Player."
"Indeed, Raul." Ulysses nodded, "Since you remember, then why would you ask such a question?"
"I just did not expect you would go this far for it." The Dean mustered his Courage, lifted his head, and met Ulysses' gaze, "So what is your true goal? To have that guy collect all the notes for you, and then play your 'clamor' to make up for the regrets of twenty years ago, or..."
"Is she just a lamb you raised? You intend to take everything away when the dust settles? And in the end... play the Chapters with your own hands?"
Faced with the Dean's questioning, Ulysses' expression did not change much; he merely kept a calm Gaze on him and slowly retorted, "What do you think?"
