"Yeah! Ari, do you have another way? Please help Ramiris! I'm begging you!"
Milim ran straight to Mo Li's side, grabbed his right arm, and shook it coquettishly.
"Oh, come on~~, I'm fine. I'm doing pretty well as I am. You don't need to worry about me."
Looking at Milim and Guy's expressions, Ramiris patted her small chest as if to reassure them and spoke confidently.
She did not want two of her few remaining friends to worry and feel guilty over her old problem.
"Yes."
Mo Li replied calmly and indifferently. Though his words were plain, they carried an extraordinary sense of conviction.
The moment he said that, many people present showed delighted expressions. Ramiris in particular—upon hearing that Mo Li had a solution for her current condition—began trembling unconsciously with excitement.
As those involved in the incident all those years ago, Milim and Guy also struggled to hide the delight on their faces.
After all, Ramiris's condition had always been a knot in their hearts.
Not to mention that Ramiris had become this way because of them.
Over the past ten thousand years, they had watched with their own eyes as Ramiris fell from the noble, elegant, sacred, inviolable Elf Queen revered by all elves into the weak Labyrinth Fairy she was now, practically all alone.
It was a pain beyond words.
Even though Ramiris always acted carefree and unconcerned, only she herself probably knew how much bitterness she carried inside.
Who could possibly know how much she suffered?!
She had merely shattered her teeth and swallowed the pain whole!
She had fallen in an instant from one of the oldest, strongest, most noble beings in this world into a weak existence who could only rely on others for protection!
Perhaps only Ramiris herself could endure such a