Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The addition of these new members not only injected new vitality and wisdom into the vampire clan, but also laid a solid foundation for the vampire clan's further infiltration and expansion in these powerful countries in the future.

　However, this round of expansion has come to an end.

　Canberra International Airport, Australia.

　The transport plane, with a moth-to-a-flame pattern etched on the outside of the cabin, landed steadily on the runway. As the cabin door opened, a beautiful girl with long pink hair and pointed ears, looking like an elf from a fantasy story, stepped lightly out of the cabin.

　"Hi, did you miss me?"

　Alicia's voice was clear and melodious, carrying a hint of joy at a long-awaited reunion.

　Her azure eyes shone brightly as she stared intently at the familiar figure in the blue-purple mage robe among the crowd of people waiting at the airport.

　"Of course, I think about you all the time."

　He strode forward and embraced the pink fairy tightly without hesitation, as if he wanted to pour all his longing and love into this hug.

　After the hug, Alicia tilted her head slightly and, in her characteristic light and cheerful tone, expressed her boundless hopes and expectations for the future to the young man before her.

　“This trip to Australia isn’t just about being part of the Firemoth crew; more importantly, it’s about getting a precious vacation, a time just for the two of us. I want to enjoy this rare peace and beauty with you.”

　Then, with almost transparent candor, she told Moros everything about the secret mission entrusted to her by the Council of the Firemoth.

　This trust, as pure and flawless as Alicia's long pink hair, is truly touching.

　Although the Firemoth Council was fully aware of the complex relationship between Alicia and the necromancer, the purpose of sending her to Australia was to probe the necromancer's movements.

　But they probably never really imagined that Alicia would so openly share all these secrets amidst the joy of reuniting with Morros.

　This move was undoubtedly beyond the expectations of all the moth-like politicians.

　Even the most insightful politicians in the parliament could hardly have predicted that Miss Pink Fairy would reveal such important information to the necromancer in such an almost childlike and innocent way.

　After listening to Alicia's story, Moros was filled with complex emotions.

　He could certainly understand the weight and responsibility that Miss Pink Fairy's unreserved trust meant to him.

　So he gently took Alicia's hand, his deep eyes reflecting her flawless face.

　“Ellie, you know me. I don’t even look down on the power of those low-level vampires…”

　Moros's words revealed a faint disdain for the power of the vampire race, a confidence and transcendence that came from the depths of his heart.

　Immediately, he flicked his finger, and a soundproof barrier instantly formed, blocking any attempts to spy from the outside world.

　In this quiet space that belonged only to the two of them, Moros began to slowly recount his complex dealings with the vampire nobles who lurked in the shadows of many small countries across the continent of Europe, telling Alicia everything in detail.

　In exchange for the surrender of abundant resources,

　Beatrice and other vampire nobles exchanged their limited but extremely powerful protection and support from the necromancer.

　The low-level undead force that Moros dispatched was a clear statement of his attitude towards this deal.

　These undead troops will be dispersed in squads to the locations of a series of [territory-level soul collection arrays] that will soon be established.

　These magic arrays are like giant spider webs, covering vast lands, and under their influence, necromancers will obtain a large number of intelligent creature souls.

　Under this arrangement, the necromancer promised to provide the vampire race with solid protection, ensuring their safety within the territory covered by the magic circle.

　However, this asylum is not unconditional; it has clear boundaries and rules.

　Under the radiance of the magic circle, vampires can enjoy peace, but once they step outside the boundary, they must face the storms of the outside world alone.

　"So that's it..."

　Having understood Moros's meaning, Alicia realized that the mission she had undertaken had been successfully accomplished thanks to the honesty of the person before her.

　So, next...

Chapter 427 A Date with Alicia

　As the gentle sunset cast a golden glow over the vast Australian plains, Morros and Alicia embarked on their special holiday together.

　No longer burdened by the urgency of the Moth Chasing mission, nor burdened by the tediousness of magical research, only the close bond between their hearts brought them unprecedented ease and comfort.

　They first stopped in front of the Sydney Opera House, a building with a unique sailboat shape that looked even more magnificent in the sunset, like an artistic miracle bestowed upon this land by the sea.

　Alicia excitedly grabbed Moros's hand and weaved through the crowd, her silvery laughter drawing the attention of those around her.

　Meanwhile, Moros, the necromancer known to the outside world as mad and cruel, gazed at Alicia with endless doting affection, his eyes overflowing with tenderness and happiness.

　"Look, that's the Sydney Opera House."

　Alicia gazed up at the iconic building, her azure eyes sparkling with nostalgia for the past and anticipation for the future.

　“I remember when Eden performed here last time, I secretly wished that one day I could stand here with you and feel the awe of this art. But Moth Chasing the Flame has too many tasks to fulfill my wish.”

　Upon hearing this, Moros gently embraced her and whispered softly.

　"Now, you are right beside me. We can appreciate the beauty of this building together and feel the emotion brought by this art together."

　They then walked side by side toward the Harbour Bridge.

　The afterglow of the setting sun gilded the bridge surface with a layer of gold, and the sea breeze gently blew by, carrying the salty scent of the sea and the freshness of flowers and grass, making people feel relaxed and happy.

　Alicia turned to look at Morros and made a suggestion in a low voice.

　"Let's go, let's walk on the bridge and feel this tranquility and grandeur."

　The necromancer smiled and nodded.

　The two held hands and stepped onto this giant steel dragon connecting the north and south banks.

　Standing on the bridge, the view before me was breathtaking.

　On one side is a brightly lit, bustling city skyline, with towering buildings and flashing neon lights.

　On the other side is the shimmering sea, where the afterglow of the setting sun is like scattered gold dust, making the sea look like a painting.

　Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and all the beauty was captured in this golden painting.

　They walked and talked, sharing their dreams and futures, occasionally stopping to quietly admire the beautiful scenery before them and enjoy this rare tranquility and beauty.

　As night falls, Sydney's lights gradually illuminate the city, as if the entire city is draped in a dazzling gown.

　Moros and Alicia chose a restaurant by the sea, sat by the window, enjoyed the local cuisine, and felt the pleasant sea breeze on their faces.

　The pink fairy's face was beaming with a happy smile.

　She turned to look at Moros, her eyes filled with love.

　"Moros, thank you for spending such a wonderful day with me."

　Her voice was soft and sincere, as fragrant and captivating as a blooming tulip.

　Hearing Alicia's light and melodious voice, Morros's lips unconsciously curled up.

　He reached out and gently took the pink fairy's hand, speaking softly.

　"Ellie, I should thank you for making my world more wonderful. Every moment I spend with you is the most precious time of my life."

　Inside the restaurant, soft jazz music flowed gently, weaving together with the sound of waves outside the window to create a romantic nocturne.

　The flickering candlelight illuminated their faces, adding a touch of dreaminess and tenderness to the warm scene.

　Nighttime, the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.

　"Oh dear, Miss Fairy is so tired! It was so much fun and the food was delicious, but I'm really exhausted."

　Muttering to herself, Alicia pounced onto the soft bed without warning, her back naturally facing...

　Moros exhibits an unguarded trust.

　"Ellie..."

　Gazing at Alicia's slightly tired yet still captivating back, and her clothes damp with fine sweat, the necromancer felt an indescribable warmth welling up in his heart.

　He slowly walked to the bedside, sat down gently, trying not to disturb the peaceful beauty.

　Then, he reached out and gently ran his fingertips through Alicia's long, silky pink hair, feeling the softness and warmth from the bottom of his heart.

　"Go take a shower first, it might help relieve some of your fatigue."

　At the necromancer's suggestion, Alicia took a change of clothes into the bathroom, and then...

　"No peeking!"

　The pink fairy, clinging to the doorframe with only her head showing, said this.

　"Don't worry, Ellie, don't you know me? I've always looked at things openly and honestly."

　Hearing Morros's reply, Alicia closed the bathroom door somewhat unhappily.

　The hotel's design is ingenious, with a frosted glass door cleverly placed between the bathroom and bedroom, maintaining both a sense of openness and privacy.

　Although the glass is frosted and loses its clarity of vision, it can still vaguely outline the soft and hazy contours of the interior under the soft light.

　At this moment, Moros sat quietly on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, his gaze involuntarily falling on the frosted glass.

　In that blurry image, the interplay of flesh and pink was even more alluring in the haze, involuntarily drawing his gaze.

　Time passed second by second, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually subsided, followed by a soft rustling sound, and finally, with a "click," the bathroom door opened.

　"Whoo~"

　Alicia let out a soft breath, as if she had shed all her fatigue and constraints.

　"A shower makes me feel so much better!"

　At this moment, Miss Pink Fairy changed into a pink and white nightgown. The light material and soft color accentuated her fair skin and slender legs, adding a touch of playfulness and charm.

　Holding a towel, she walked lightly to the dressing table by the bed and sat down, preparing to dry her wet long hair.

　Seeing Alicia's relaxed demeanor so naturally, Morros couldn't help but smile slightly.

　Without the slightest hesitation, he took the towel from Alicia's hand and began to gently wipe her damp hair.

　The necromancer moved with such care, as if afraid of hurting her.

　Feeling Moros's gentleness and thoughtfulness, the pink fairy couldn't help but squint her eyes in enjoyment.

　She turned her face slightly so that Moros could more easily style her hair, and at the same time, her azure eyes sparkled with deep gratitude and love for Moros.

　When Alicia's long hair was finally dried and regained its former smoothness and shine, Moros gently turned his gaze to her and asked in a soft voice.

　Do you need your hair combed?

　"Ok!"

　Nodding eagerly, Alicia sat up straight, full of anticipation.

　Moros smiled, took out an exquisite comb from his spatial ring, and began to comb the long hair of the person in front of him.

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Chapter 428 with Alicia

　After gently and meticulously combing Alicia's silky pink hair, Moros casually flicked his fingers, instantly completing his personal chores with an elegant spell, before leisurely preparing to drift off to sleep.

　However, at that moment, a soft and slightly shy hand quietly grasped his wrist.

　“Um, Moros, that…”

　Alicia's voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying to muster her courage.

　She slowly stood up, her eyes sparkling with unprecedented seriousness and anticipation.

　Immediately afterwards, the pink fairy embraced Moros tightly without hesitation, as if she wanted to pour all her emotions into this hug.

　"Would you like to stay tonight?"

　Heavens have mercy! If Moros hadn't undergone four transformations in his life level and gained superhuman perception, he might not have been able to detect this subtle sound.

　"Ellie, are you really sure about this?"

　Gently pinching Alicia's chin, Moros gazed intently into her azure eyes, his tone filled with seriousness.

　"Ah."

　The pink fairy's reply was not loud, but it resonated clearly in the necromancer's mind.

　After receiving a positive answer, Moros no longer hesitated.

　He lowered his head and kissed Alicia's moist lips.

　Meanwhile, the necromancer's hands were not idle either, and he began to explore the beauty of the Primal Herrscher.

　The increasingly heavy breathing and the gentle rubbing of her thighs created an alluring atmosphere in the room.