Sorry, you scumbag woman, you can do whatever you want.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Himeko." With a hint of reluctance, Möbius stood up and yawned wearily. "I'll come find you tomorrow morning, so please don't do anything to betray me."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Himeko was somewhat speechless. They had only known each other for a short time, and their relationship wasn't even confirmed yet, but he was already worried that she would do something to betray him.

Moreover, those are vampires. Who would dare to mess with them? A single bite would turn them into something inhuman.

Are you willing to risk your life for something as blissful as Se Se?

"Goodnight, Möbius," Theresa said softly, her voice cool yet gentle as moonlight, warming the heart.

"Hmm." Mebius stood up, winked playfully at Theresa, and then turned and left the ward.

Theresa and Himeko were left behind.

"You two are making really fast progress," Himeko couldn't help but remark, "even though we've only known each other for a short time."

“…No, how should I put it?” Theresa looked conflicted, glancing at the roses in the vase on the bedside table.

Actually, she didn't understand why things had turned out this way either.

She had only known Möbius for a short time.

“That woman is very good at manipulating people’s hearts.” Himeko tilted her head. “When you have nothing, she suddenly approaches you, gives you warmth and care, and then secretly steals your heart when you are infatuated.”

She chuckled as she said this.

"Hmm, what a bad woman. Theresa, you'd better keep a close eye on her in the future, or she might easily do something to betray you."

Theresa paused slightly, her delicate face flushed, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Himeko, however, revealed a suppressed, triumphant smile.

This was her insignificant retaliation, since Mebius not only lied to her but also used her money to pick up other women.

And what she said was true.

……

……

Downstairs at the hospital.

Mebius stood in front of the vending machine, bought two cans of coffee with the bank card Himeko had given him, and sat down on a bench nearby.

He also placed one of the cans on the bench beside him.

The streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow on Möbius's delicate body. She lacked her usual confidence and composure, the air of someone who seemed to have everything under control.

The restraint of his sharp edge only drew more attention to Möbius's appearance and attire. His long green hair reached his waist, and he wore a white shirt and jeans that accentuated his mature figure. The white shirt was stretched high in front of his chest, forming a beautiful and rounded curve, while the jeans made his legs appear straight and long.

Rationality and gentleness are perfectly blended in her, highlighting a captivating charm that is hard to look away from.

"I never expected you to have this side to you."

Karen walked out from the side and naturally sat down next to Möbius, picking up the coffee that was on the bench.

This jar was reserved for her; Möbius was also waiting for her to appear.

"I sense that you have a slightly skewed perception of me." Möbius smiled faintly and took a sip of coffee. "There's a lot to do tonight, so I'll have to trouble Your Highness to work overtime with me."

"Sigh, working overtime?" Karen froze on the spot. Wasn't she secretly monitoring Mebius and Theresa?

Why did she go to work overtime with Mebius?

“Isn’t that obvious? I’m penniless.” Mebius laughed. “Of course, I need the Holy Maiden to help me find a venue and raise funds. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to help Theresa cure her vampiric urges.”

"But I don't have much money either," Karen said honestly. Despite being the Holy Maiden of Destiny, she didn't have much money on her.

She had never had the habit of saving money before. Apart from maintaining the bare minimum of her living expenses, she sent all the extra money to the orphanage.

Money is just a number to her.

“You have no money, but that person must be very rich.” Möbius glanced at Karen, his smile turning mischievous. “If you just beg a little, he can pluck the moon from the sky for you, let alone a little money.”

"..." Kallen fell silent.

“Your Highness, you don’t want anything to happen to Theresa, do you?” Mebius smiled faintly and whispered in Karen’s ear, “Besides, think about those who were attacked by Theresa. As long as I can heal Theresa, they should be fine too, in order to… save the innocent people and your sister.”

"Go and act a little coquettish with that man."

"..." Kallen opened her mouth, took a deep breath, met Mebius's eyes, and slowly nodded.

And at the same time.

“I think Möbius is a nice guy.” Otto swirled his wine glass, a smile playing on his lips. He suddenly felt quite fond of Möbius; as expected of a hero from a previous civilization, his emotional intelligence was… quite high.

"Heh." Void Treasury seemed to laugh mockingly, but Otto didn't care. Instead, he ordered his subordinates to prepare a set of decent clothes.

This time he decided to have a video call with Karen.

Chapter nine

This is not your fault, Hua.

……

……

“…Then I’ll excuse myself for a moment.” Taking a deep breath, Karen stood up, gazing at the smiling Möbius and whispering, “I hope you won’t disappoint us.”

After saying that, she turned and disappeared into the darkness, cooperating by contacting Otto. This did not mean that she believed Möbius could cure Theresa.

In fact, she didn't have much trust in Mebius.

However, she trusted Otto completely. This wasn't just her blind trust; it was a feeling shared by everyone who had spent time with Otto.

Although they can be troublesome as enemies, they are very reassuring as teammates.

There will always be a feeling that this man will definitely find a way to overcome the predicament.

"Really, don't put your hopes on others." Seemingly helpless, Möbius leaned back on the bench, looking up at the stars in the sky.

He raised his hand, as if to grasp it.

“The stars and moon sent the daughter of the gods, who is willing to become a human’s companion.” She seemed to be talking to herself, but her head turned to the tree next to her.

There was a woman there, who could be described as handsome, standing in the shadows, meeting Mebius's eyes.

Familiar yet strange, nostalgic yet painful, the other person's eyes seem to say, "We are friends," but there is no trace of that person in my memory.

However, this is only to be expected, as she is immortal and possesses a lifespan that seems to have no end.

However, her body, as a vessel, cannot contain the endless memories, so she periodically erases her own memories.

And naturally, some people will be forgotten.

"What kind of person do you think the daughter of God would be?" Möbius asked the girl in the shadows.

"Hua, shouldn't I say it's been a long time?"

"..." Hua... no, she should be called Fu Hua now. She slowly walked out and came to Mebius's side, responding in as calm a tone as possible, "I'm sorry, I... can't remember many things anymore."

She could no longer confirm whether the girl in front of her was familiar. Perhaps only by returning to Mount Taixu to retrieve her memories could she be able to identify the girl's true identity, but she did not have the time for that now.

Moreover, I do feel a sense of nostalgia and sadness in my heart.

Actually, I've already told her the answer.

“Yes, I know, Hua, it’s not your fault.” Möbius chuckled and gently patted the bench beside him. “Let’s have a little chat before she comes back, we can talk about anything we want.”

"..." Fu Hua paused for a moment, then chose to sit down next to Mebius. She had been urgently dispatched by Otto to monitor Mebius, but Otto also allowed her to freely interact with Mebius.

It didn't seem like surveillance; it was more like they wanted to confirm some information she didn't know through her contact with Mebius.

If she hadn't lost her past memories, she might have been able to deduce some of Otto's thoughts.

But now... I feel a bit lost.

Mebius remained silent, smiling as he watched Fu Hua, whose expression was as serious as ever.

Rather, it's more accurate to say he seemed a bit... nervous.

"Hua, how do you feel about this generation?" she asked in a casual, friendly tone, but Fu Hua fell silent.

There seem to be changes... but they're insignificant.

“I don’t know. If you’re looking for a comparison with the period when we ‘knew each other,’ I’m sorry.” Fu Hua closed her eyes. “I can’t answer your question. There’s a lack of necessary references and comparisons right now.”

If a person wants to know whether they are wealthy, powerful, or happy.

The most effective method is comparison.

However, comparison requires a reference point, and she has lost the memories of the past that allow for comparison and reference.

There was no way to answer Mebius's question.

“You don’t need to apologize to me, it’s not your fault.” Mebius gently shook his head, raised his slender hand to stroke Fu Hua’s pretty face, met her slightly confused and uncomfortable gaze, and then hugged her in his arms.

Her head was enveloped in a soft embrace, and Fu Hua's body stiffened slightly. She realized that the other person meant her no harm; they were just gently stroking her head and hair, as if to comfort her, although she didn't know why they were comforting her.

However, it can be confirmed that there was no malicious intent.

Mebius didn't say much. Although there are countless ways to say nice things, they seem extremely insignificant in the face of 50,000 years. Sometimes, nice words are even more cruel in the face of cold reality.

In the foreseeable future, Fu Hua will mostly be alone, facing endless, cold times.