Filia turned her head and glanced back with an indifferent expression at the palace guards who were too afraid to come forward, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.
She shook her head, the coldness on her body faded away, and she looked a little tired and said, "I'll leave the aftermath here to you. I'm a little tired."
After saying that, Filia turned around and left, walking directly through the blood on the ground. With every step she took, a piece of ice crystal would appear under her feet, preventing her from being contaminated by any filth.
Filia did not explain to the guards what happened here, and there was no need to explain.
At this point, many things are no longer under her control.
"Herbert, is this your revenge? To make me a 'spectator' again?"
"Are you trying to make me understand that bystanders are just as guilty as perpetrators?"
She walked in the corridor of the palace, silently recalling every word Herbert said today, and shook her head slightly.
"No, this should just be the first step."
"Herbert, what will you do next?"
"Do I continue to kill and spread fear throughout the kingdom? Or -
When she recalled Herbert's calm and deep light gray eyes, she felt a chill for no reason.
Ever since her bloodline was passively awakened, she has been getting closer and closer to the Snow Witch. She has gradually lost her humanity and has not felt the cold for a long time.
And at this moment, she once again experienced the emotions of being a human being for the first time in a long time.
This emotion is called——
fear.
"Are you here to destroy me? Or are you here to destroy this country?"
High in the sky, a scarlet shadow that covered the sky and the sun passed by, casting a huge shadow on the ground.
Herbert felt the sharp cold wind blowing across his face like a knife, and he kept his mouth tightly shut, fearing that he would be filled with a bellyful of cold wind as soon as he opened his mouth.
Because of Freme's blessing as "Storm Warrior", Herbert was not harmed by the strong wind. The storm automatically retreated in front of him. He only felt the breeze on his face and did not feel uncomfortable or suffocated at all.
But he still felt uncomfortable.
Because it’s really fucking cold here!
As the altitude increases, the temperature in the sky will drop accordingly. Coupled with the strong wind, it is really too cold.
Herbert, who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon plane, patted the cabin below him vigorously. Although his mouth was closed, he still transmitted his voice to the driver who was already completely excited.
(“Hey, hey, hey, slow down, slow down! Master, please drive slower!”)
Valentina was in high spirits and wanted to ignore it, but the voice kept penetrating into her ears.
("Slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down--"
!!!
"Got it! Shut up! It's so noisy-
—
She let out a roar of headache and had to slow down her flying speed.
Not that Valentina was obedient.
But because the sound was so annoying.
"hehe."
Having achieved his goal, Herbert nodded with satisfaction and was not stingy with his praise.
("So good, so good! So good, so good! So——")
"Ahh! Shut up!!!"
Herbert got this ability to keep his mouth shut and transmit messages from Miss Devil.
Relying on the harassment of his position, Herbert successfully obtained the materials of demons and devils half a month ago.
The process of obtaining materials is not difficult.
With Flora's help, although Kreti said he was not convinced, his body was still very honest.
She let Herbert take a few strands of hair from her head.
As for the abilities gained from her material, Herbert has a summary name: Devil's Tongue.
In short, it means giving words real power.
His ability to persuade others has been enhanced, and his words have become more inspiring!
Let's just say that.
If Herbert were to go to a tavern and give an inflammatory speech out of a sudden impulse, he could probably get hundreds of people to follow him and charge into the palace.
If we gather in a crowded square again, it might just start a riot!
Another ability is the ability to make verbal promises to others and turn these verbal promises into a binding contract!
It feels like a command or a spirit, very suitable for signing unequal contracts with people."
The final point, but also the ability that Herbert felt was the least useful, was hypnosis.
Yes, it’s hypnosis!
This ability has appeared in many film and television works, and countless people have fantasized about possessing it.
But unfortunately, this ability is somewhat useless in this world and can be considered as a mediocre ability.
Most strong people have strong spirits and are resistant to hypnosis, so they will not be controlled by hypnosis.
When dealing with the weak, there is no need for hypnosis at all, it can be solved easily.
But fortunately, it is not completely useless. It cannot be used forcibly, but it can constantly give the opponent psychological hints.
Through verbal conversations and physical contact,
He had silently planted the seed of "fear" in Filia's mind.
Chapter 134 Never Forgotten (2/5)
Kretti's abilities were in line with Herbert's expectations, but the abilities he obtained from Flora were quite peculiar.
As a unique succubus, a wise demon among demons, she did not give Herbert extraordinary wisdom.
Instead, it gave Herbert an unexpected ability: [Demon Body]
That’s right, it’s the flesh again!
Real physical ability.
Herbert's body seemed to be covered with a layer of demonic scales, greatly enhancing his resistance to all spells and magic.
At the same time, he also gained the ability of supernatural perception and had a very keen sense of smell for changes in external creatures and the environment.
Combined with his perception of other people's ill will, it made it easy for him to find those nobles who were hostile to him.
Finally, Herbert gained an ability that surprised him the most: he could make his body move in a certain direction.
It turns into a sharp weapon in an instant!
The key point is that this ability is very useful.
Very useful!
Just think about it, in a fierce battle, turning a part of your body into a hard weapon would give the opponent a huge surprise.
For example, the palm of your hand.
That's right.
Herbert's success in the ballroom just now was actually due to this ability.
He allowed the holy power to be attached to his palm just to cover up the truth. The real cause of the killing was not the holy power of punishment, but his palm as sharp as a knife.
So although Herbert seemed to be using holy power to punish others, he was actually just relying on brute force and sharpness to chop off those big heads from the neck.
Magical damage
How could it be as simple and brutal as physical attack
Just chop hard and it's done.
We flew like this for a while, and as the sun sank into the horizon, the sky gradually darkened.
(“By the way, could you be smaller?”)
Herbert thought of something and asked Valentina: ("This is too ostentatious and may cause unnecessary trouble.")
Although a hundred meters long does not seem that exaggerated in the text description, it is not as long as those prehistoric beasts that are thousands or tens of thousands of meters long.
But compared to reality, it is indeed quite huge - taller than two Statues of Liberty stacked together without the base.
After hearing this, Valentina did not answer, but her hundred-meter-long body was slowly shrinking.
After a few breaths of proportional compression, she was only about twenty meters long. Although still huge compared to Herbert, she was much smaller than before.
It was also at this moment that Herbert felt like he had really become the dragon knight in the fairy tale.
He sat on the dragon's back, gently stroking its scales with his palm, and asked softly:
(“By the way, Valentina, where are we going?”)
According to the original plan, after leaving the palace, Herbert and Valentina would take a walk outside, and then return to the royal city to meet up with Sister Kaplan and the others.
But Valentina did not proceed according to the original plan. Instead, she flew all the way to the west. Seeing her clear goal, it seemed that she had somewhere she wanted to go.
("Don't worry, I won't stop you.")
Herbert sensed her mood change and whispered: ("Go if you want to, it's no big deal.")
"..Um."
They flew like this for about an hour, until night fell completely, and Herbert felt Valentina's speed gradually decreasing.
Fortunately, he had good night vision and could see clearly the destination where they were about to land.
It was a steep cliff.
"here it is-"
Although Valentina did not explain, he had a vague guess in his mind.
When it was about to arrive, the dragon flapped its wings, causing its speed to drop suddenly. It hovered in the air and gently landed on the cave platform on the steep cliff.
The movement was smooth and skillful, as if she had done it countless times.
There was space under Herbert, and Valentina returned to her human form as a nun, looking at everything in the cave comfortably.
Herbert landed gently, stretched his body which was stiff from sitting for a long time, and asked curiously: "Is this your nest?"
Valentina did not answer for a moment. Herbert realized something and did not urge her. He stood behind her silently waiting.
After a long while, Valentina finally came back to her senses, lowered her head to look at the dusty ground, and said softly, contrary to her usual behavior:
"Well, sort of."
"Originally, this was just a place for me to sleep temporarily, but Wendy insisted on using it as my lair and stuffed a lot of useless things into it."
"So later on, this became my lair."
She walked slowly forward, passing by various objects that had been corroded and weathered by time.
Stone tablets carved with dragon patterns, stone dragon statues, wooden totems with dragons hovering around them...
Finally, Valentina stopped in front of a huge stone monument.
There were no words left on the stone tablet, only a few huge claw marks that ran through the entire tablet.
It is even difficult to say that it is a proper stone tablet. One can only vaguely see the original rectangle, and the cut edges are irregular.
Due to long-term abandonment, it has merged into the cave and is no longer an abrupt, separate existence.
It seems like it is a part of this place, as if it grew directly from the mountain.
Although he couldn't see the original appearance, Herbert still had a vague guess. He walked forward and gently embraced Valentina from behind.
"Is this the tombstone of -- that Ms. Wendy?"