At this moment, between Fisher and Moli’s lips and teeth, an undeniable warmth lingered, intangible yet distinctly ambiguous.

Listening to the bold words she uttered, Fisher couldn’t help but feel his heart race, as if he was committing some immoral act, making him uneasy yet stirred.

His throat felt a bit dry, even his responses seemed distracted, clearly his attention was focused elsewhere on her rather proud other parts.

"Moli, I miss you too...

"Earlier... I just didn’t expect you to be at the Dragon Court. I’ve been away from the South Continent for so long, everything here feels unfamiliar, so I came to find Rafael first, therefore..."

Moli didn’t step back, maintaining this close distance. Upon hearing Fisher’s call, she pursed her lips and looked at Fisher with some resentment, hesitating to continue, and simply requested,

"Fisher, now, let’s not mention her, let’s not mention Rafael, okay?"

"..."

Fisher suddenly fell silent, unsure of what to say.

No, Moli, can you not speak like this, why does it seem to become more intense...

Even though he knew it was just her possessiveness at that moment, it really sounded too much like some plot from a storybook.

He chuckled silently to himself, his face honestly agreeing to her request,

"...Okay."

Moli’s lips curved into a sweet smile, only then did she continue,

"Hmm... It’s just that, I have so much to say to you, but previously Fisher... always had his attention on her..."

"Sorry."

At this moment, the whale tail behind Moli even cheerfully patted the ground, but as soon as it touched down, a noise was heard outside, interrupting it and forcing her to raise the tail to avoid attracting attention,

"Ah..."

She glanced at the door where Fisher stood, then raised her index finger to her lips, cautiously whispering "shh."

Then she turned around, taking Fisher’s hand, leading him toward the bed inside the room, until truly sitting on the soft bed surface, feeling the depression as she settled her weight and form next to him, the surrounding atmosphere heated up again.

This moment, this place, something was really off.

Distinct from Rafael who has soul-connection with his tail-matching partner, the Whale-man Species do not possess such physiological characteristics, naturally won’t dissolve into years of unfamiliarity like Rafael.

However, the pact of the Whale-man Species still stands, a pact that has endured the test of time, like a dew-covered apple, captivating and tempting.

Separated for five years, and just experienced a sudden clash with Rafael, she hadn’t properly savored the joy of reunion with Fisher, which led her to sneak back to find Fisher.

Sitting very close, Moli pursed her lips as if she wanted to say something, yet her eyes did the talking first.

She scanned Fisher’s body from top to bottom, from his face to his clothes, her complexion growing increasingly flushed, her words more hesitant, as if reverting to the past when Fisher was still a student.

Facing a teacher, she naturally felt timid, yet naturally full of longing.

After much brewing, just as Fisher was about to speak, Moli couldn’t hold back,

"Fisher... has already entered the Mythical Rank..."

Hmm, this is her conclusion from the previous scrutiny of his body.

Fisher thought she must say something else, but hearing this opening, chuckled silently again,

"I almost forgot, your mother is the Ocean Emperor, how could you not know about this..."

"Hmm, but actually I don’t know much... Mother rarely mentions these things to me, not sure if it’s because there are few of these beings left in the world, but earlier that general from the Nali Army..."

"They are Demon Species, one of the few remaining Mythical Species in the world. Earlier you witnessed part of their power... By the way, have you ever asked Lord Ramasitia and your mother about this?"

"Lord Ramasitia left my side four and a half years ago, hasn’t returned since. And because I haven’t completed the pact, I dare not go home, fearing mother won’t let me out again, which would..."

Four and a half years ago?

Exactly four and a half years ago was when I crossed over with the help of Renie, wasn’t it?

Could his departure have something to do with me or Renie?

Fisher didn’t dare confirm, simultaneously noticing a term Moli mentioned, so he pursued,

"Pact... I haven’t asked why you were at the Dragon Court, does it relate to the pact you mentioned?"

"Hmm..."

Moli nodded, recalling as she spoke,

"After we parted, under mother’s accompaniment, I began training for curse control. The results were quite good, shortly thereafter I could manage the immense curse within me...

"It was then that I unintentionally learned from mother about a prophecy representing destruction..."

Moli’s words triggered Fisher’s keywords, he queried,

"Prophecy?"

"Hmm, it’s a prophecy capable of destroying the surface world or worse. Mother said after ten thousand Full Moon Periods, it would officially start to activate. And coincidentally, four and a half years ago was the last Full Moon Period."