"Alright, Vill-V."
With a soft sigh, Moros's voice was filled with helplessness and concession.
"Alright, Vill-V. Since you've made up your mind, I'm willing to be your protector on the road ahead. But remember, this is only a preliminary attempt. Do not delve too deeply into it. I'll accompany you personally and make sure every step you take is safe and secure."
At his words, a flower-like, radiant smile bloomed across Vill-V's face.
She nodded gently, her voice trembling slightly.
"Mm! I'll remember, Moros. Thank you for giving me this opportunity."
Smiling, Moros nodded, then gently patted the back of Vill-V's hand.
"I believe in you, Vill-V. Now, let's enjoy these little sweets first. They're the fruits of your labor, and a sweet testament to the love between us."
As he spoke, Moros picked up another small pastry and savored its sweetness, along with Miss Bai Wei's thoughtfulness.
Vill-V picked up a pastry as well. The two exchanged smiles and shared this peace and sweetness, a luxury in an era that was steadily falling apart.
As everyone knew, whenever someone lived in peaceful contentment, someone else had to bear the burden and move forward.
Just like right now.
While the necromancer carefully taught his only apprentice—and beloved partner—the basics of necromancy, Moth to Fire's Flame-Chaser Warriors were boarding the newest Collapse Energy transport aircraft and rushing toward Honkai disaster zones across the globe.
Unlike human civilization during the same period in the Native World, thanks to the necromancer's timely actions, the Eleventh Herrscher, the Herrscher of Binding, had not dealt a devastating blow to Moth to Fire's Flame-Chaser Warriors.
Though the deaths of several Flame-Chaser Warriors were deeply regrettable, compared to the overall scale of Moth to Fire's Flame-Chaser Warrior forces, such losses remained within their capacity to bear.
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