But she could only bury such thoughts deep within her heart. During the days of her separation from Fischer, aside from a few demi-humans related to her previous journey, no one knew Rafael’s true identity. They only knew that their Dragon Queen had a tail-matching partner who wouldn’t change, yet no one had ever seen the partner’s true form.
Some people even began to suspect that the Dragon Queen’s husband had died during the human invasion of the Dragon-man Tribe, which is why she resisted the invasion with such fierce determination.
Rafael could not disclose to anyone that her tail-matching partner was a human, especially now, a very sensitive time when the rebellious consciousness of all demi-humans was about to awaken. To find out that the husband of their own Queen was one of the hated humans would be disastrous for the New Dragon Court.
Thus, naturally, she would not share the details about her husband with Moli, but hearing the latter’s words made her feel sad again. She took another deep drink, trying to use the faint spiciness to wash away the bitterness in her heart, but unfortunately, Dragon-men have a high tolerance for alcohol, meaning they seldom get drunk.
However, Moli noticed Rafael’s expression and asked with concern,
"How come, Rafael... you seem very upset."
"...Yes, a bit, mainly because I haven’t seen my husband in a long time, and now I miss him a lot."
Moli also pursed her lips after hearing this; she hadn’t seen Mr. Fischer for a long time as well. When they parted, he was still being hunted by Princess Elizabeth, and she had just abandoned him without knowing whether he was doing well now. Thinking of Fischer suffering and displaced, Moli felt more compelled to become stronger.
"Rafael, I understand... I also haven’t seen the person I miss for a long time. Though I don’t know what it feels like to have a husband, I do know the urge to become stronger for him. If I ever had to choose a husband, I would definitely choose him. This predestined feeling causes the pain of separation. I understand."
Moli’s words infused Rafael with great courage—as if two lonely souls had found similar goals at this moment. The feeling of mutual understanding made Rafael’s mood improve significantly. She just lifted her head and suddenly said to Moli,
"Moli, although it might be a bit selfish of me to say this, what I am saying is sincere... Can I invite you to join the Dragon Court in my own name? I am not sure if staying here will help you achieve your goals, but I will do my best to help you, even if it is just for a similar purpose... But this request is not obligatory; if one day you must leave, or if I fail and die, you are free to go."
Moli held her breath nervously but relaxed upon seeing Rafael’s steadfast green eyes, and extended her hand towards her,
"Rafael, you have such goals too, right? Since our goals are similar, although for different people, I am willing to help you achieve your wishes... I’m willing to help you, even if it’s just to let you see your husband sooner."
Rafael promptly grasped Moli’s hand, the warmth from their palms transmitting as if making them telepathic,
"And for you to become stronger sooner, to protect the people you want to protect."
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Of course, that’s assuming you don’t know that their pursued target happens to be the same person.
Unluckily, Ramasitia, who had observed everything from the side, felt somewhat unable to watch even though as mighty as He was. If He could speak right now, He would certainly say,
"Fischer, good luck."