"Alright Waliz, next time for sure, Waliz."
Molli’er responded emotionlessly.
The handsome young man with many golden patterns on his face and orange-red hair mixed with golden strands helplessly shook his head. He didn’t say anything more, just casually took out an object and showed it to Molli’er.
It was a semi-transparent Crystal Ball, filled with a large amount of black smoke inside, and the black smoke occasionally transformed into the painful and twisted face of a man.
If Ronan were here, he might recognize that the soul sealed within the Crystal Ball was identical to that of the purple-haired middle-aged Wizard from the Resurrection Society who had chased him and burned down the entire Homer Blue Town with fire.
Upon seeing the man’s face, two sharp glints burst from Molli’er’s beautiful eyes, soon followed by a frown, and she couldn’t help but ask: "What about the other one? That damned one wearing the Abyss Demon Armor from the Resurrection Society, a Level 5?"
"Unfortunately, Molli’er."
The handsome young man shook his head and said, "I was a bit careless, let that little guy slip away, only barely managed to leave behind his arm..."
"You are really useless, Waliz."
Molli’er glared at the handsome young man in front of her, angrily saying, "It’s precisely because you are always , those people simply don’t take us seriously... If Phoenix’s glory hadn’t fallen, Vivian wouldn’t have died!"
Molli’er screamed hysterically, finally letting all the emotions suppressed deep within her heart erupt completely.
Golden flames burst forth from her body, instantly turning the surrounding grass, air, and the fallen horses on the ground into charred black.
Molli’er’s eyes also turned a bewitching golden-red, emitting an ancient and noble aura, behind her a faint illusion of feathered regalia formed...
Seeing Molli’er about to lose control, the thin Fire Element Free Energy Particles in the air instantly gathered, forming a huge and dazzling ring of fire, suddenly at this moment, a more powerful and majestic invisible force appeared.
A sound like "Whoosh—" extinguished all the illusions.
"I’m sorry, Molli’er."
The handsome young man spread his arms and gently embraced Molli’er in his arms, the gold flames licking and flickering on his neck and cheeks, yet unable to harm him, his eyes filled with deep remorse.
"I didn’t realize this would affect you so much... I am willing to make amends for my mistakes..."
"I know a few hidden bases of the Resurrection Society, are you interested in coming with me for a visit?"
After a long silence, a muffled light "Mmm" sound came from within his arms.
A relieved expression instantly appeared on the handsome young man’s face.
He released his arms, slightly bent down, and looked tenderly at Molli’er in front of him.
"It seems this incident isn’t entirely bad, your Bloodline is almost awakened close to my level..."
"Time really flies, I still remember the first time I saw you, you were lying in Mener’s arms, just a small baby..."
The handsome young man’s words seemed to remind Molli’er of something, her eyes slightly moved, but quickly covered up.
"Enough Waliz, sometimes you really sound like a naggy old woman.."
Molli’er avoided the handsome young man’s attempt to touch her cheek, coldly saying, "When do we leave? If you want me to not feel so terrible, better make it quick."
The handsome young man sighed helplessly yet affectionately, then restored a calm expression, his gaze turning in the direction behind Molli’er.
He lifted a finger, a faint golden flame silently ignited at his fingertip.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Molli’er felt the cold intent coming from the handsome young man and hurriedly spoke up with a change in her eye expression.
"To erase your existence in this place, right? And that guy who has formed a Coexistence Contract with you for a while..."
The handsome young man looked at Molli’er somewhat perplexedly, frowning, "I smell the odor of rotten snow on you, I think you must have had enough... my poor Molly, you have really suffered.."
Molli’er pressed down the handsome young man’s finger, "I mean at least not now.."
She took a deep breath, quickly saying, "This guy is so annoying, I want to kill him myself. But not now, I still need to go back and think about some interesting ways to torment..."
Under the handsome young man’s astonished and puzzled gaze, Molli’er feigned an air of nonchalance.
After a long time, the handsome young man finally slowly lowered his hand, opting to compromise.
"Alright. I’ll listen to you."
Upon hearing this, Molli’er let out a long sigh of relief.
She hurried forward, constantly urging, "Hurry up, Waliz! I really hate your dawdling personality..."
Instead of watching Molli’er’s bustling figure walking forward and also glimpsing in the direction she came, he shook his head, finally transforming into a burst of free-floating fire, enveloping Molli’er, and disappeared into thin air.
The place returned to tranquility, except for a patch of scorched earth on the ground, as if nothing had happened.
The sound, crisp like the best Crystal Ball clinking.
Ronan slowly opened his eyes, awakening from a deep meditation.
At this moment, in his Consciousness Space, there were precisely nine pale golden, diamond-like Spiritual Power Crystals shining brightly.