Moros froze slightly, then a contented, blissful smile bloomed across his face as he gazed at Elysia with deep affection.
"Yes, it truly was an incomparable pleasure. It felt as though the whole world had become so wonderful in that moment."
After hearing that, the smile on the Pink Fairy Lady's face deepened, like a white lily in full bloom.
She patted Moros on the shoulder, then spoke in a tone that was half-joking and half-serious.
"Then you mustn't let go so easily, or I'll cry."
"Of course. I will never let go!"
With an unprecedentedly serious expression, the undead wizard looked resolutely at Elysia and solemnly made his promise.
"No matter what happens in the future, I will hold your hand tightly. We will weather every storm together and never part!"
Only after lingering in their sweetness for quite a while did Moros seem to wake from a dream and ask why Elysia had come.
Naturally, he knew that the Pink Fairy Lady's visit was closely tied to the Sixth Herrscher: Herrscher of Death.
What the undead wizard was truly curious about, however, was whether this had been arranged by Moth to Fire or was Elysia's personal decision.
That subtle distinction would directly determine his next attitude and actions.
"The Moth to Fire Council did indeed assign me to lead a team to subjugate the Sixth Herrscher..."
The Pink Fairy Lady's gaze swept over the corpse behind Moros, now entirely devoid of life, as she candidly explained the mission she had accepted.
"However, it seems my mission has already been completed."
The Daughter of God loved all humans equally.
But toward those who sought to use her, she remained clear-headed and vigilant.
During her childhood, Elysia had traveled the world alone, an experience that gave her a deep understanding