"..."
She sat beside Fisher, pursed her lips, and said with a wry smile,
"She is very worried about you too. She knows that those two demons are likely not even a match for you, and fears that you might take a drastic approach for her sake. So, on the night before her departure, she came to me personally, asking me to follow you into the Demon Dynasty, to stop you at the most critical moment from harming yourself at any cost..."
Fisher's eyes slightly narrowed, the words about his current soul state were forcibly locked in his throat, without letting out a single word or phrase.
No wonder Rafael seemed to have changed suddenly, and was willing to let Moli accompany him on this mission—she was worried about him...
She knew that he might resort to dangerous methods, and it turned out exactly as she predicted, as he was gradually stepping into the Abyss of Chaos.
