At this, Moros's lips curled into a gentle smile.
He nodded in agreement.
"Of course, Vill-V. Here, not only can you continue your research, but I will also do everything I can to provide you with the best research environment and resources."
Then, the necromancer turned his gaze to Mobius, seemingly awaiting her response.
"Moros, since you've put it that way, I'll give you this much."
Mobius's words carried a hint of teasing, but more than that, they showed her understanding of what lay behind Moros's arrangements.
If she had been alone, she might truly have rejected this protection out of the powerful confidence granted by being a Flame-Chaser Warrior.
After all, Hypermutation Surgery had given her survival abilities far beyond those of ordinary people, allowing Mobius to remain at ease even when facing a Herrscher.
But considering Klein, Cangxuan, Danzhu, and the others, the ever-proud little snake had made this decision as well.
"However, Moros, it's time for you to show some sincerity. Shouldn't you give us a detailed explanation regarding the Herrscher of Consciousness?"
As she said this, Mobius's gaze suddenly sharpened.
She leaned forward, interest gleaming within her pink-and-green gradient serpent eyes.
With her movement, her soft, full breasts pressed against the table and changed shape.
Faced with Mobius's questioning, a mischievous smile appeared on Moros's face.
"Well..."
He deliberately drew out the word, seemingly enjoying the suspense and tension of the moment.
"Secret."
The instant those two words left his mouth, Mobius's brows furrowed slightly, only to relax again moments later.
She gently shook her head, a faintly indifferent smile curling at her lips.
"Oh? A secret? If that's the case, I naturally won't force you."
Mobius understood the young man sitting across from her all too well.
She knew that if Moros did not want