That was the impression Russell gave Mobius.
"I think you should spend more time hanging out with Elysia."
"You're actually quite pretty. You only seem unattractive because you spend all day cooped up in the lab."
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Mobius had no ability to read minds, so she brutally cut off the guy who kept rambling from one irrelevant topic to another.
"Mobius, what do you think of this?" Seeing that, the man stopped hesitating and drew a circle on the ground.
The instant the circle was completed, a white-haired Nightmare succubus of androgynous beauty drifted out.
This was...
A man?
Mobius was instantly horrified and stared at Russell as though she had seen something terrifying.
Didn't this guy usually only fool around with women?
Why was he summoning a man now?
Had he become even more perverted after absorbing Greece's power?
"What are you thinking?"
Russell, seeming exceptionally respectful of his teacher, viciously smacked Mobius's hand with his chopsticks.
"Show a little respect for Britain mythology's foremost sage."
"This is my newly recruited magic bla... magic consultant. He is responsible for researching things like creating an artificial Valhalla, then using that wonder to gain the ability to create Heroic Spirits."
He had nearly let it slip.
Mobius: "..."
Her brows furrowed tightly. What did a mage who created Heroic Spirits have to do with her?
By all logic, shouldn't he have asked how far her research into Herrscher authority genes had progressed?
Or perhaps mentioned whether she could force the lives of multiple worlds into a tide of evolution, preparing diverse genetic material for the God Tree.
Why did he want a Nightmare succubus to speak with her?
As if he had seen through the snake woman's confusion, Merlin, who had been implanted with the