"Elysia, I..."
Moros wanted to say something, but the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down.
He feared his explanation would seem pale and powerless, and even more, that it would hurt her.
Yet Elysia seemed to see through his thoughts.
She smiled softly, a trace of understanding and tolerance flashing through her eyes.
Elysia's Joke
"Moros, I know everything you did."
Elysia's words pierced Moros's heart like arrows, instantly plunging it into an icy abyss.
Though this undead wizard always appeared extremely cold and cruel when facing ordinary people he did not know.
For his own benefit, he could pay any price, paving a road to victory with endless corpses and bones.
In his eyes, life seemed insignificant, like dust that could be easily wiped away.
However, when facing the few people who had truly entered Moros's inner world—who knew and understood him—the undead wizard revealed a completely different side.
And Elysia was one of the very few people who could touch the softest part of his heart.
At that moment, Elysia spoke again, a faint expectation in her voice.
"Moros, is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Just as Moros valued his relationship with Elysia, the Pink Fairy Lady, who always treated others as her true self, also cherished the bond between herself and Moros.
Faced with Elysia's question, Moros found himself speechless.
He knew that no matter how he tried to justify himself, he could not completely bury what he had done in the previous Secret War.
So, after a brief deliberation, Moros decided to come clean.
He took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and poured out the secrets buried in his heart, along with everything he had done in that previous war.
"Elysia, you may already know that in order