"You..."
After hearing Fang Mo's explanation, Integra was stunned for a long while. Then she helplessly rubbed her forehead. "You're being a little too extreme."
"It's because they're way too concentrated."
Fang Mo spread his hands, making no attempt to hide his disgust.
"Fine, but let's not discuss that for now."
Integra rubbed her temples with a headache. "Anyway, according to you, you have no intention of being hostile toward Hellsing
or Britain, right?"
"That's true."
Fang Mo slowly nodded. "Although your cooking tastes like shit, it's not a crime worthy of death..."
"You!"
Veins bulged on Integra's forehead, but after thinking it over, she forcibly gritted her teeth and held it in. "Fine. Since you said earlier that you were merely acting according to and satisfying our desires, then I have something I need to ask of you. Can you do it?"
"What is it?"
Fang Mo glanced at Integra curiously.
"Go help Alucard!" Integra immediately said without hesitation. "He's the trump card that can defeat those lunatics from Millennium. He can't keep being held up here by Walter and the Vatican's people. Every second we waste means thousands upon thousands of innocent people will die."
"Sorry, I refuse." However, Fang Mo directly shook his head after hearing that.
"What?"
Integra froze. "Didn't you just say..."
"I am indeed following and satisfying your desires, but you should also understand that everything in this world has its own cause and effect. Only after paying the price do you have the right to take the portion that belongs to you."
Fang Mo slowly spread his hands. "I'm not running a charity. The reason I grant your wishes is because doing so causes a series of interesting consequences to appear in you, and those consequences entertain me. To me, it's as enjoyable