Given Mora's eccentric personality, Ronan had expected her to come up with something new. Instead, her opening disappointed him. "Junior Brother, would it be convenient for me to come visit your side now?"
"Not convenient."
Ronan treated Mora the same way he treated the Blood Demon.
From another angle, the Blood Demon, Mora, and those "visitors" currently lingering nearby all likely shared the same purpose.
The Blood Prison King's "descent," the fleeting glimpse of the Fire Prison Diagram—whether in the material world or the Abyss Zone, their unimaginable influence and force had made these Extraordinary Species, who were rather suspiciously like frogs at the bottom of a well, unable to sit still.
Ronan understood how they felt, but it truly was inconvenient right now.
Mora was quite dissatisfied with Ronan's attitude. "What's with you? Why don't your words match your actions?"
"Oh?"
"When I asked you a week ago, what did you say—'Everyone is welcome anytime'!" Mora jogged Ronan's memory.
Ronan remembered. That had indeed happened. Rarely, Mora had repeated it perfectly—not a word different from that day, even reproducing his tone exactly.
Ronan felt no pressure at all over this. "That was then, this is now. This place isn't safe at the moment. If you come over, you might even cause me trouble. When that happens, should I save you or not?"
"Hiss, that only makes it more tempting." Mora had an exceptionally thick skin and would say anything. "Good Junior Brother, we're in perfect sync these days. I've given you plenty of what you wanted, so why not make an exception this time? You can name another price if you like—this time, it isn't just me. There are plenty of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. You know what I mean!"
Ronan gave a short laugh. "Sure. Then