On Keeping Secrets

Although they had previously suffered a mercenary hijacking, Moros had dealt with the mercenaries far too quickly.

As a result, the total number of dead passengers and crew aboard the Ocean Miracle had miraculously remained below double digits.

Casualties on that scale were naturally not enough to make the Ocean Miracle change course.

What was more, the massive ocean liner had already completed more than half of its voyage. Turning back now would likely take far longer than continuing onward.

Thus, after repairing the radio transmitter and communicating with the cruise company that owned the Ocean Miracle, the captain decisively announced that the ship would continue along its original route toward Quanzhou Port.

Aside from the dead themselves and their families, the other passengers voiced little objection to this decision.

The captain of the Ocean Miracle had already made their current location clear to them.

After learning that following the original route to Quanzhou Port was the fastest way to reach land, the passengers could only accept reality and temporarily set aside their unease and anxiety.

When people were alive and free of pressure, they naturally needed a little fun.

Therefore, the day after the attack was quelled and Moros recalled the undead soldiers into the Demiplane, the massive ocean liner resumed its usual entertainment activities, offering the passengers comfort and relaxation.

Seven days later.

Off the coast of Quanzhou Port.

Blue waves rippled beneath the gentle sea breeze, and the Ocean Miracle, soon to dock, was filled with an atmosphere of celebration.

The Pink Fairy Lady lounged against the railing, her eyes reflecting the gradually sharpening horizon in the distance.

"Ah, it's already time to say goodbye."

"Elysia, if you would rather travel with Moros, then go without hesitation. Really, you don't need to give up your own choice just to keep me company."

Eden spoke softly, her tone brimming with affection and understanding for her dear friend.

She wore a long dress woven from red and black, its hem fluttering gently in the wind as though adding further persuasion to her words.

Eden elegantly swirled the wineglass in her hand, the red wine within gleaming alluringly under the refracted light.

Eden was about to set off for Canghai City for an important performance.

According to the arrangements of the Fuyuan City company, she had to head straight to Quanzhou Port's high-speed rail station after disembarking. Time was tight, and there could be no delay.

Clearly, this journey did not overlap with Moros's route.

Faced with this choice—whether to follow Moros or accompany Eden to Canghai City—the Paradise Sea King's decision was hardly in doubt.

"Oh? Elysia, have you changed your mind?"

Moros asked with a teasing note in his voice.

Of course, he knew that given the relationship between Elysia and Eden, she could not possibly leave the latter behind to travel with him.

But that did not stop Moros from using the opportunity to tease the Pink Fairy Lady, as dazzling as drifting blossoms.

During their voyage aboard the Ocean Miracle, the relationship between Moros and Elysia had undergone a subtle change.

Now, he had been honored with the right to call the Pink Fairy Lady "Elysia."

With her emotional intelligence fully maxed out, Elysia naturally caught the teasing in Moros's words.

"Hmmph~"

She puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily into Moros's eyes, as though trying to find something within them.

Though Elysia tried to put on a fierce expression, her peerless beauty only made the sight exceptionally adorable.

Seeing Elysia like this, Moros felt deeply healed.

He could not help laughing, then gently admitted it.

"Alright, alright, I was wrong, Elysia. It really was my fault."

Moros's words were full of indulgence and affection for the Pink Fairy Lady.

That was easy enough to understand.

Even a necromancer deeply versed in necromancy, with hands stained in blood, had a soft place in his heart.

Before someone like Elysia, someone who could reach deep into his heart, Moros was willing to lower his guard and reveal his gentlest and most sincere side.

Eden watched Moros and Elysia's cheerful interaction tenderly, the corners of her lips lifting into a faint smile.

She took a small sip of the red wine in her glass. Its rich flavor spread across her tongue, as tranquil and pleasant as her current mood.

How lovely...

Just then, Moros suddenly pulled two exquisite little jars out of thin air, surprising both Elysia and Eden.

Moros held the two small jars out to them, an expectant smile on his face.

"Elysia, Eden, these are for you!"

Taking the jars, Elysia and Eden examined them curiously.

"What are these?"

"These are Spectre Jars, masterpieces created by combining necromancy and alchemy."

Without concealing anything, Moros explained the principles and uses of the Spectre Jars in detail.

The principle behind a Spectre Jar was simple: an enchanted jar containing a spectre.

But a simple principle did not diminish the Spectre Jar's practical effectiveness.

Not only could it allow its holders to stay in contact with one another, but when necessary, they could break the jar to release the spectre inside.

"I've already set them up, so you don't need to worry about being unable to control the spectres after releasing them."

After hearing Moros's explanation, Elysia and Eden gained a deeper understanding of the little jars in their hands.

They understood that merely being able to command a spectre made the Spectre Jars' value immeasurable.

At the very least, for Eden, who was only an ordinary person, a Spectre Jar was undoubtedly a powerful lifesaver.

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On Keeping Secrets

After accepting Moros's parting gifts, Elysia and Eden chatted with him for a while longer before returning to their cabins.

They needed to organize their belongings and prepare to leave the Ocean Miracle and set foot on land.

As for Moros, his personal belongings were either stored in the Storage Bag of his enchanted mage robe or placed directly in the Demiplane. The items in his cabin were merely disposable supplies that did not need to be recovered.

Therefore, when Elysia and Eden returned to their cabins, Moros was free to stand calmly on the Ocean Miracle's upper deck, leisurely admiring the magnificent sight of the massive ocean liner docking.

Moros knew very well what sort of image he held in the eyes of this planet's rulers.

Thus, he politely declined Elysia's invitation to disembark with him and chose to walk down the gangway alone.

As expected, when he set foot on the land of Quanzhou Port, a group of people in black surrounded several sharply dressed politicians and came to greet him.

After the customary pleasantries, Moros stated his request directly.

"Let the passengers of the Ocean Miracle leave freely."

When the officials of Quanzhou Port heard Moros's request, their hearts were filled with hesitation.

From the government's perspective, they did not want to simply let the passengers of the Ocean Miracle leave.

Especially before they had reached a consensus and signed confidentiality agreements, allowing them to go seemed far too hasty—and someone would have to take responsibility for it.

However, once Moros voiced his request, things became

different.

The overwhelming strength and reckless conduct he had displayed on the Mu Continent had already sounded the alarm for the other nations on this planet.

Unless they wanted a Spectral Dragon to raid their capital, or wished to have a "friendly exchange" with Moros's Undead Legion, Quanzhou Port's authorities had to seriously consider whether they should reject Moros's request.

After a brief period of hesitation and weighing the pros and cons, Quanzhou Port's authorities ultimately accepted Moros's request and allowed the passengers of the Ocean Miracle to leave freely.

Moros had not made this request out of kindness.

As a necromancer, he knew full well that his faction was far removed from the word "kindness."

He had done it entirely for Elysia and Eden.

If he had only requested that they be allowed to leave, then his relationship with Elysia and Eden would have been exposed beyond doubt, something he clearly did not wish to see.

Thus, Moros chose a more subtle method and requested that everyone be released.

That way, Elysia and Eden would no longer stand out, and their relationship could remain secret.

Many passengers aboard the Ocean Miracle had personally witnessed Moros's interactions with Elysia and Eden, especially those who had been held by the mercenaries in the shopping plaza. They had seen even more.

Moros had long prepared for these potential risks of information leaks.

Once Elysia and Eden left, Moros would immediately put his plan into action.

He would have the spectres that had remained invisible beside the witnesses strike, silently dealing with those passengers who had seen what they should not have seen and heard what they should not have heard.

The Pre-Collapse Civilization of this era had no Flame-Chaser Warriors with psychic perception—no, they had not even created the folder for Flame-Chaser Warriors yet.

Under such circumstances, the spectres naturally would not be discovered.

Faced with a sudden spectre attack, ordinary humans would have absolutely no room to struggle.

Only the dead could keep secrets!

Moros watched the passengers laughing as they crossed the gangway with cold, resolute eyes, silently repeating those words in his heart.

Before he became a true legendary mage, the happy memories from aboard the Ocean Miracle had to remain buried forever!

He had once suffered a massive blow from indulging too deeply in tenderness and comfort.

Therefore, he would show no mercy in this silencing operation.

Half a day later.

When Moros learned through the Spectre Jars' communication that Elysia and Eden had successfully boarded the train to Canghai City, he immediately issued an order to all spectres through the Hero Panel.

"The operation begins!"

The undead carried out the orders of the necromancer commanding them with absolute thoroughness.

Almost at the same moment, the spectres eliminated every witness who could possibly reveal Moros's relationship with Elysia and Eden.

Quanzhou Port's authorities were not entirely unaware of this.

After all, the spectres had not deliberately avoided being seen by others when they acted.

Not long after Moros gave the order, the phones of police stations throughout Quanzhou Port were overwhelmed with calls.

"Come quickly! Someone's been murdered!"

"Ghosts! Vengeful ghosts are here to claim lives!"

"Help! I saw a ghost!"

"..."

At first, as those bizarre emergency calls kept pouring into the dispatch center, the operators thought someone was playing a prank.

But as the number of similar calls grew, they began to realize the gravity of the situation.

The fear and despair revealed through those calls were not something a prank could imitate.

Upon learning of this, Quanzhou Port's authorities immediately treated it with great importance and began investigating the strange incidents.

Clearly, once Quanzhou Port's authorities began seriously investigating these strange incidents, the spectres that had made no effort to conceal their movements were quickly exposed to their notice.

And the exposure of the spectres meant the exposure of Moros.

There was no helping it. On this planet, there was only one person capable of controlling spectres—Moros.

After deducing the identity of the mastermind commanding the spectres in their slaughter, Quanzhou Port's authorities instantly became tense.

No further embellishment was needed. Moros's danger spoke for itself.

Looking back on past events—the war in Y City, the tragedy in Fuyuan City, the sinking of the California nuclear submarine, the Spectral Dragon's raid on the Mu Continent's capital, and the mercenaries' tragic end that they had recently learned about from Ocean Miracle passengers—every incident was proof of Moros's terrifying power.

Quanzhou Port's authorities knew that they had to be extremely cautious when dealing with such a terrifying existence.

If they truly ignited the powder keg...

The officials of Quanzhou Port had no desire to fight a meat-grinder-like street battle against Moros's army of the dead on this land.

So, rather than hastily issuing a warrant for Moros's arrest, they selected experienced negotiation experts in the hope of easing the conflict through dialogue.