"Rafael... sob sob, thank you... this surprise is really... sob sob... thank you, Rafael..."

"Moli..."

Moli wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugging Fisher tightly before her. Since their last parting, she hadn’t seen Fisher for a very long time.

She remembered that she was supposed to be asleep underwater as Fisher had imagined, but after hearing that the world above was likely to face doomsday, she made an agreement with her mother, Xuan Can, to come ashore out of concern for Fisher, wanting to reach the Mythical Rank before doomsday arrived.

Now, after much tribulation, with doomsday imminent, she was stuck just before the Mythical Rank, unable to advance, experiencing frustration and confusion no less than Rafael, who was repeatedly defeated by the puppets supported by Nali.

Moreover, as the High Priest of the Red Dragon Court, matters of the court were not only Rafael’s concern; she had been working hard for it as well, without a day’s laxity for over five years.

But today, upon seeing the person she had longed for day and night, even Moli’s eyes reddened, full of sorrow, wishing she could tell all her past experiences and thoughts to the person before her.

All of this, however, was due to her good sister Rafael, for it was thanks to the surprise Rafael brought her that she could reunite with Mr. Fisher.

In the distance, Rafael stood there with her mouth slightly open, staring dazedly at Moli in Fisher’s embrace, her mind completely blank.

At this moment, her brain was like a slow machine full of rusted parts, desperately trying to calm her emotions and questions, attempting to analyze the current situation.

But as she saw Moli’s proud bosom pressing against Fisher’s body, she nearly choked, almost collapsing on the spot.

"Uh, Lady Moli..."

Luckily, there were two hesitant Dragon-man guards beside her and Emhardt, ready to narrate as a "war correspondent."

Fasher glanced at Rafael, then looked at Moli, who was completely immersed in the joy of reunion, thinking that Rafael’s surprise was Fisher. She hesitated to speak but eventually did, questioning,

"Fisher... does he have something to do with you? You seem to know him?"

"Why would you ask that, of course, I know Mr. Fisher, Ra..."

Moli was puzzled about why Fasher would ask such a thing, but when she turned to see Rafael looking at her incredulously, even the most oblivious person would sense something amiss...

A frightening possibility suddenly surged into Moli’s mind.

What if... she means, what if Mr. Fisher wasn’t the surprise prepared for her, but rather, the husband Rafael had been waiting for all along was Fisher himself.

Rafael originally brought Mr. Fisher over to introduce to her, but because she hadn’t thought that way...

Doesn’t that mean the person both she and Rafael had been waiting for all this time was actually the same individual?!

Well, the Dragon-man guards first landed some probing punches, waking the still-confused Moli and dragging her into the battle!

"Moli... this... what’s going on?"

At this point, the stiff and awkward Rafael, after several seconds of struggle, finally began moving, slowly walking over with a look full of confusion and perplexity.

"Rafael, I... I thought... you... it was Mr. Fisher coming to find me, so..."

"Mr. Fisher?"

Yes, previously Moli had mentioned him as an impressive human, but she never said that the person she admired was Nali’s Fisher Benavides.

She thought Moli, like herself, fancied a gentleman from the Western Continent, so she...

No, if one truly delves into it, everything can be reasoned out...

Because she never deeply questioned Moli’s privacy, just as Moli never questioned her feelings for Fisher...

They rarely discussed it, each striving in their own way, hoping to one day achieve their goals.

She wanted to become stronger until she was powerful enough to face all kinds of crises; and she herself wanted to liberate the South Continent from the shadow of enslavement, no longer looked down upon by humans...

But why... why did something so laudable... why has it turned out like this?

Rafael just couldn’t understand.

She gritted her teeth, her mind in chaos, but seeing Moli still clinging tightly to Fisher, for some reason, the more she looked, the more it stung.

She quickly turned her gaze to Fisher beside Moli, hoping he would give an answer and explanation, one that could get her through this moment which had turned from "joyful surprise" to "painful shock,"

"Fisher... what... what’s happening here?"

"Mr. Fisher..."

Moli stayed by Fisher’s side, her eyes full of tears as she looked at him.

Rafael could no longer bear to see Moli by Fisher’s side, repeating again to Fisher,

"Fisher!"

Emhardt chuckled quietly, watching as he unknowingly slipped into this terrifying battlefield, ready to see how he would maneuver out of such a certain-death scenario.