She nodded, obvious anticipation sparkling in her azure eyes.
"Only choices made under pressure can reveal who a person truly is, and determine what kind of person he will ultimately become."
Elysia's words carried a wisdom that transcended worldly concerns.
"I believe Vill-V and the others' meeting with us in this World Bubble was no accident, but held some profound meaning. And their meeting with you may be an indispensable part of this wondrous journey, a clever arrangement of fate."
As he quietly watched the Pink Fairy Lady before him, complex emotions surged through Moros's heart.
"All right, Elysia."
After a moment of silence, Moros finally spoke.
"Since you believe in this so strongly, then let's go meet them."
At those words, an even more radiant smile blossomed across Elysia's face.
She tightly clasped Moros's hand, as though she wanted to pass the joy, excitement, and anticipation of that moment on to him as well.
"Don't worry, Moros."
Her voice was gentle, yet filled with strength.
"We'll face everything together, whether stormy skies or clear days. As long as we're together, there's nothing we can't overcome."
Having received the Necromancer's clear instructions through magical communication, the vampire nobles responsible for managing this newly incorporated World Bubble dared not show the slightest negligence or delay, no matter how much pride and majesty they harbored within.
On this planet within the World Bubble, they might have been free to act as they pleased elsewhere, enjoying every privilege and indulgence that power offered. But when faced with a direct command from Moros—the Necromancer who had already embarked on the path of gathering divinity—they instantly put away all arrogance and unruliness, displaying unparalleled loyalty and efficiency instead.
They knew full well that Moros's will was an inviolable iron law. Any disregard for his orders