"Alright, I don't want to deceive you." Pannis shook his head, "I really don't think the goblins have the power to build a research center here. My previous assumption was too naive, underestimating the severity of this place's environment. Now, it seems that building a research center here, especially in regions below the eighth level, is beyond even the capabilities of the deities, let alone the goblins of the Silver Age."
Vivian gave a calm smile, lifted her arm, and gently stroked Pannis's expressionless face with her insensible hand, seriously saying, "Thank you for not trying to soothe me with lies. I was determined that if you lied to me, even if I knew it was well-intentioned, I would not speak my heart to you for the rest of my time here."
