The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 406 Argument
"We need to talk."

Steve looked at Wes with a serious expression and a determined gaze. His unquestionable tone seemed to tell Wes that he couldn't avoid this conversation today.

Hearing this, Wes sighed helplessly. He knew very well that once Steve made up his mind, it would be difficult for him to change his mind easily.

Weiss also had his own considerations, and immediately said bluntly: "Steve, we are not the same kind of people!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, not wanting to get entangled with Steve.

But Steve wouldn't let him go easily.

The shield in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then with a "clang" sound, it was firmly embedded in the ground under Wes's feet, blocking Wes's way.

"Okay, let's talk about it."

Seeing Steve's determination to achieve his goal, Wes sighed inwardly, raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a strange magical ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

Two exquisite chairs appeared out of thin air and landed steadily on the grass.

Wes walked to a chair first, sat down slowly, and motioned Steve to sit over, and the two of them sat facing each other.

Wes narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Steve quietly. He could probably guess what Steve was going to say.

Sure enough, as soon as Steve sat down, he began to talk incessantly, full of well-known truths.

He started by talking about how he fought against Hydra and defeated the Nazis after going through untold hardships in the past, and then talked about how he is now a superhero and shoulders the responsibility of protecting the world and maintaining peace. His words were sincere and his eyes were full of sincerity and determination, as if he wanted to impress Wes with these experiences and beliefs.

However, Wes was growing impatient. He couldn't bear all the platitudes, so he raised his hand and bluntly stopped Steve from talking. "What you're trying to say is that with great power comes great responsibility."

"right!!"

When Steve heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, as if he had found a soulmate. He had not expected Wes to be able to summarize his core ideas so concisely and clearly. He could not help but secretly admire Wes's comprehension.

"Why?"

However, Wes didn't stop questioning because of Steve's approval. Instead, his tone became sharper, and he stared at Steve intently as he continued.

"Since great power comes with great responsibility, why don't I see capitalists proactively raising workers' wages? Why don't I see the government truly addressing poverty? Why don't I see the powerful truly working for world peace? Instead of just vying for power and waging war?"

Wes's series of questions were like sharp blades, piercing the core of the problem and leaving Steve speechless for a moment.

"With great power comes great responsibility? It should be that with great power comes great responsibility."

Wes leaned forward slightly, looking directly into Steve's eyes, his gaze cold and profound. "You should say these words to those capitalists and politicians. They provoked this war, they're the ones manipulating everything behind the scenes, plunging the world into chaos and causing countless people to suffer. And you're here telling me that with great power comes great responsibility. Have you ever thought about who you're fighting for, and who truly benefits from all this?"

Steve felt a surge of emotion when he heard what Wes said. He opened his mouth to retort, but found that he couldn't find a suitable reason.

The belief he had always held on to began to waver under Wes's questioning. For the first time, he began to seriously think about what he had been fighting for all these years.

He originally wanted to persuade Wes to join his side and work together for the so-called justice and peace, but he didn't expect that he would fall into deep confusion now.

Steve smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew that he had completely lost today's conversation. He had no reason to keep Wes, so he could only let Wes stand up and leave.

Steve sat alone in his chair, motionless for a long time, watching Wes's receding figure. His heart was filled with confusion and struggle. He was lost in deep thought about his future path. After getting rid of Steve, Wes opened the space channel. According to his original plan, his destination was supposed to be Washington.

He was quite curious about the current situation in Washington and wanted to see with his own eyes what it had become under the influence of various complex situations.

The next second, Weiss only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, the biting cold wind whistled in his face, and he appeared in the Himalayas.

It was covered with ice and snow here, and the cold wind was raging. The strong wind carried snowflakes all over the sky, and they hit the face like a knife, making it almost impossible to open the eyes.

Surrounding it are rolling snow-capped mountains, which sparkle with icy light under the sunlight. It is a world covered in silver, revealing endless loneliness and coldness.

"I hope you don't mind my sudden interruption."

A calm yet powerful voice was heard. Weiss looked in the direction of the voice and saw the figure of Ancient One slowly emerging. She was wearing a signature yellow robe, with an upright posture and a peaceful face.

"Okay, what's up?"

Weiss sighed helplessly. After being targeted by Mephisto last time, he made up his mind to try not to have anything to do with Ancient One.

After all, Ancient One is involved in too many complicated causes and effects. Every time he comes into contact with him, it seems to bring him unexpected trouble. He doesn't want to get involved in those tangled troubles again.

"I'm dying."

Master Ancient One's tone remained calm, as if he was narrating a very ordinary little thing.

Weiss wasn't too surprised.

"It seems you have found a qualified heir."

Weiss glanced at Ancient One and said calmly.

He knew in his heart that Ancient One must have made arrangements long ago. With her foresight, she would definitely not leave the important position of Supreme Sorcerer, who protects the balance of the world, vacant.

"Stephen will be the best Sorcerer Supreme among us."

Master Ancient One nodded slightly, and when he mentioned Stephen, there was a hint of relief and expectation in his eyes, and he was obviously full of confidence in this heir.

Weiss just shrugged his shoulders, looking nonchalant, indicating that this had nothing to do with him. He was now fully focused on his own affairs and had no intention of getting involved in matters such as the inheritance of the Supreme Sorcerer.

"Your presence disrupts the timeline."

Master Ancient One's gaze grew sharper.

"I need your help."

She took a step forward, a look of earnestness in her eyes.

"There's nothing I can do to help."

Weiss did not hesitate and decisively rejected her request.

(End of this chapter)