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35. Mo Mo's Stubbornness

Simply put...

In the dark room, Otto was giving instructions to Siegfried.

"Next, you will travel to the moon with the leader of Anti-Entropy. During this time, you must follow his instructions, be careful in everything you do, and do not disgrace our Destiny. Do you understand?"

"Going to the moon, huh? I've been wanting to teach that brat Second Herrscher a lesson." Siegfried clenched his fist, his fighting spirit high. "No matter the cost, I will stop her!"

Kaslana's warriors will always be there for their duty.

"Is that so? Then you'd better 'assist' the leader of Anti-Entropy in completing the mission."

In the darkness without any lights, Siegfried could not see the meaningful smile on Otto's face.

Siegfried, Siegfried, what will your expression be when you learn Walter's true plan?

What choice will they make then?

That really piques my curiosity.

"Is there anything else Your Excellency the Bishop to instruct me on?" After his initial excitement, Siegfried calmed down a bit.

I'm not the protagonist of some shonen manga.

"It's alright, you can go back now. Make sure you're well-prepared before you go to the moon, and don't forget to contact your family to let them know you're safe," Otto casually instructed. "Oh, and remember to close the door when you leave."

"Okay, okay." Siegfried replied impatiently, muttered something under his breath, and walked out of the dark room, closing the door to shut out the only source of light.

"Heh, if we don't say goodbye properly, we might never have another chance..." The darkness concealed the expression on Otto's face, leaving only his low murmur in the silence.

Siegfried stretched as he stepped out of the room; chatting with his boss was no easy task.

It's better to go to the battlefield to get some exercise.

However, he did not notice that a dark figure was perched on the ceiling above his head.

He yawned, swayed and walked away until Siegfried's figure disappeared around the corner, then the person who had been holding his breath and hanging in the sky gently landed.

He went up and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

The already deathly silent, pitch-black room was filled with the sound of knocking on the door once again.

Is there anything Siegfried hasn't explained clearly? Otto made a guess in less than a second, and then said, "Come in."

The door creaked open and a person walked in.

No, that footsteps don't belong to Siegfried. Slightly startled, Otto stood up from the sofa, only to see someone he hadn't expected.

"It's you?"

"it's me."

Even without needing an extra light source, Otto was still able to identify the visitor.

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I still came."

The familiar tone stirred up Otto's unrealistic fantasies once again.

Calm down, calm down.

She is fake; she is an imposter.

She is not my Karen.

"..."

Why did the conversation suddenly become awkward?

I don't know either, but what I followed should have been fine.

"you......"

"Wait a minute." This time, Mo Mo took the initiative. "Can I turn on the light? It's too dark in here."

Let alone seeing a face, you can probably only make out an outline.

“That was truly my oversight. I feel more at peace in the dark, please forgive me.” Otto fiddled with something, and then the lights in the room came on. “But… I wonder what brings Miss Mo Xiaoming to knock on my door so late at night?”

Before the darkness dissipated, Otto's expression had returned to normal.

[Why does this sound so strange to me?]

[I also find it a bit strange...]

Putting those awkward feelings aside, Mo Mo got straight to the point, "I have something I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Oh? You're asking me for a favor?" Otto's doubt seemed half-serious. "Miss Mo Xiaoming, although we are allies now, as a member of Anti-Entropy, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to ask me, the Bishop of Destiny, for a favor?"

This person talks too much; they're even less endearing than they were 500 years ago.

【...】

"Let's skip these unnecessary probing questions." If this continues, who knows how much longer we'll drag this out? "I'm going to the moon. You decide what to do."

Indeed, there are no frills or embellishments.

Isn't that a bit too much of a demanding attitude? What if he doesn't agree?

Am I supposed to beg him by whining and acting cute?

Although doing that would increase the likelihood of him agreeing, just imagining the scene sent a chill down Mo Mo's spine.

“Then you should talk to Mr. Walter, not come to me,” Otto said, still putting on an act.

He disagreed.

If he were to agree, why would Mo Mo take such a risk to find Otto?

“Since he rejected you, it proves he has his reasons,” Otto asked. “Then why are you so insistent?”

"In order to fulfill the agreement."

"Agreement?"

"I promised Sirin, the Second Herrscher you speak of, that I would save her." Mo Mo's voice wasn't loud, but a firm resolve could still be detected. "Is that reason enough?"

Otto emphasized with a "smile," "She is a Herrscher."

"I know."

"Can you and a Herrscher understand each other?"

"I'll do my best."

"Does she, as a Herrscher, need to be saved?"

"All I know is that I'm the only one willing to believe her now, and if even I give up..."

"What if you fail?"

“Then let’s settle things with her.” Mo Mo retorted, “We must stop her no matter what.”

“He might die,” Otto said incisively.

"..."

This conversation seemed familiar. Otto and Momo thought to themselves at the same time.

"You should do your best to keep your promises, especially since... I've already died once."

Mo Mo was absolutely certain that if it weren't for Xilin, he would be a mangled corpse right now.

Although she wouldn't have almost died if it weren't for her own actions...

“Have died once? That’s an interesting way to put it.” Otto even had a feeling that she was implying something to him.

This stubbornness, this belief, is something Otto deeply cherishes.

Everything seemed to point to that impossible guess.

Without even needing to hallucinate, the figure from his memory was already standing before him, asking for his help, just like 500 years ago.

But she was a fake, Otto still told himself.

"Will you help me?" Mo Mo asked again.

"Hahaha, this is really interesting." Otto couldn't remember how long he had forgotten this feeling. "I promise you, I will get Siegfried to help you get away with this."

"Really?" This level of affability was also unexpected; Mo Mo had thought he would be even more difficult and demanding.

“But…” Otto changed the subject, “I have a condition.”

It finally happened.

“Conditions?” Mo Mo couldn’t help but take two steps back.

As expected, this guy is a vampire who won't stop until he squeezes something out of the vampire.

For some reason, Otto's gentle smile suddenly seemed dangerous to Mo Mo.

The treacherous, cunning, and despicable mastermind is finally about to reveal his vicious claws.

"Oh, don't be nervous, as long as..."

......

"Click".

After closing the door, Mo Mo sighed, utterly exhausted.

The purple-black mask that was originally worn on her face has disappeared, and her beautiful face that was once hidden is now fully exposed.