After storing the World Bubble restart energy extracted from his wounds inside a Storage Bead, Moros finally had the attention to spare for treating the scars covering his body.
For him, the healing process was hardly difficult.
As the final traces of strange energy lingering in the wounds across his body—the afterglow of the World Bubble's restart—were slowly drawn out by magic, the cellular-level immortality hidden within Moros began to display its astonishing regenerative ability.
With the aid of Magical Artifacts capable of healing injuries, brought over by the skeletal attendants, Moros restored his body from grievous injury to perfect health in just a few minutes.
Seeing her beloved heal his wounds in such an unimaginable manner, Eden's face first showed a flash of incredulous shock.
Then, a gentle and proud smile gradually bloomed at the corners of her lips, warm and radiant.
Her golden eyes, shining like brilliant stars, were filled with deep devotion and unwavering trust in Moros.
At that moment, she became even more certain that no matter what predicament they faced, her beloved would always find the key to breaking it with his extraordinary wisdom and strength.
With deliberately heavy footsteps, the singer approached in a manner that did not lose its elegance, every step seeming to carry endless affection and anticipation.
At last, she stopped beside the necromancer, her gaze gently sweeping over his body, now fully restored and utterly free of scars, as though she were admiring a precious work of art.
Then, she reached out and lightly placed one hand on his shoulder.
That gentleness and strength quietly passed through the touch of her fingertips to Moros, warming the hearts that leaned so closely against one another.
"Moros..."
There was an almost imperceptible tremble in Eden's voice.
It was proof of how deeply