"You..."
Looking at the pristine golden holy fruit before him, Walter finally wavered. His expression visibly twisted with struggle.
"You monster, you... what exactly are you..."
Walter took two steps back, seeming to desperately resist the temptation in Fang Mo's words. But after a brief silence, he ultimately failed to suppress his violently pounding heart. His hesitant voice carried a slight tremble. "What exactly do you want from me?"
"Just help me with a little favor."
Fang Mo smiled and tossed the Golden Apple in his hand directly to Walter. "Don't worry, I won't make you hurt anyone."
"...What favor?"
Walter caught the Golden Apple one-handed, a complicated glimmer appearing in his aged, clouded eyes.
"Then I'll just tell you outright."
Fang Mo spread his hands and gave Walter a spoiler. "You remember that Major from Millennium, right? Fifty-five years ago, when you were still a kid, you and Alucard crushed their vampire plan. Oh, right... you even called him a fatso back then."
"How do you even know about that?"
Walter could not help asking, "Did Alucard tell you? Or the Major? Have you been in contact with him?"
"I'd like to find him too."
Fang Mo rubbed his temples with a headache. "Actually, the Millennium Major's real goal is the same as yours: killing Alucard. As for that whatever-the-fuck war you're worried about... that's just incidental."
"What!?"
Hearing Fang Mo's claim, Walter was greatly shocked. "You're saying his real target is Alucard? Why?"
"I dunno."
Fang Mo shrugged. "Maybe he thinks he and Alucard are alike, both lunatics. Or maybe after his plot was thwarted decades ago and he saw this guy's strength... the Major decided to defeat the monster no one else could ever defeat, to enjoy the highest level of warfare."
"..."
Walter said nothing. His