Mobius wore a vengeful expression—there were only a few people in her life who had dared stare at her like that.
"Get lost." Chijie spat the words coldly.
"Heh." Mobius curled her lip, utterly unfazed by Chijie's hostile attitude. "Go rest somewhere else."
Honestly, Dusk Street had brought her no small number of surprises this time.
Aponia had already been a surprise among surprises. As for Chijie... he was practically a windfall from heaven.
Judging solely by the physical strength measured so far, Chijie was roughly equivalent to 1.5 Towers... well, 1.5 Herrscher Ritas.
If his combat skills were up to par, he could probably take on two of them without much trouble—though he did not seem to possess much combat sense.
If Rita, the Ice Law, went all out, she might be able to fight him to a draw.
Though the two were at each other's throats, Chijie had no intention of attacking—despite his coldness, his actions were mostly driven by self-defense.
As long as he was not provoked, Chijie would not casually attack, destroy, or kill, no matter how displeased he was.
"What about me? I'm next, right?"
After Chijie moved aside unhappily, the lively girl rushed up to Mobius.
"Hm?" Mobius looked at Aponia.
Hadn't she said she was only recommending one person?
"...Since everyone is getting a medical examination, we can't exactly leave her out." Aponia wore a loving yet helpless expression.
Mobius felt a strange sense of resonance when she saw that expression.
"Fine, little girl. Hold out your hand. We'll draw some blood first."
Mobius examined the girl before her. Her figure was well-proportioned, and it was obvious she had been properly nourished. That was quite rare even in Dusk Street.
"Oh..."
Though she was still young, Pardo's emotions were remarkably stable.
When the