But no, it's not just that.
Even without that protection, there wasn't a trace of fear for himself in his eyes.
"… "
When I first met him, although this guy looked calm on the surface, there was still a slight fear in his eyes. He could only follow the damn old man silently.
But now... he seems like a different person.
Valentina, the not-so-bright, silly dragon, couldn't see through Herbert's disguise, but she was different.
She is a legendary siren who is best at mobilizing other people's emotions and can keenly perceive the changes in Herbert.
Ignoring the friendly and gentle mask on the surface, she could feel a calm, hypocritical, and arrogant soul.
What exactly changed him
Is it the environment? Is it the experience
Or, in fact, nothing has changed.
So were the previous performances just disguises for the archbishop
Freme was a little confused.
After a long silence, she stared at Herbert and slowly said, "Mortal, do you know what your behavior just now means?"
"certainly."
Herbert smiled and nodded calmly: "From your point of view, it is nothing more than a provocation, a declaration of war, and a threat... No matter how you think about it, it is not a friendly act."
Fremei frowned: "Then you..."
"But is there any problem with this?" Herbert interrupted Freyme's question, smiled, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Do I have to be friendly to you?"
"Miss Freme, think about it carefully. Even if I don't do this, will you still be kind to me?"
"You won't."
"You are a prisoner, and I am your warden. No matter what I do, you will resent the archbishop and the monastery that imprisoned you, and you will certainly resent me as well."
The young man stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the charming mermaid, and said softly:
"You were the one who hated me first."
"Isn't it?"
Freme fell silent after being questioned repeatedly. She really had no way to refute this.
Herbert was not the only one who was seen through.
The same goes for her.
Because of her arrogance, she did not put on too much disguise, and the other party saw through her heart clearly.
Herbert suddenly changed the subject at the end and said, "But, having said that, I don't want to keep fighting with you like this. It's too tiring."
"Instead of everyone wearing a hypocritical mask and pretending to be nice, why don't we all be more direct and show our true selves."
Herbert stretched out his hands to reveal the holy marks, and explained with a smile:
"So, this time I showed you my trump card. Although I can control the sealing array for a short time, I can't operate it for a long time because of my current lack of strength."
"So you don't have to worry that I will use this to torture you or threaten you from time to time."
He simply stated his own shortcomings, and told them openly to the prisoner who was supposed to hate him.
Would you actively hand a knife to the enemy
No.
Because the knife itself is only symbolic and does not have much actual killing power.
Instead of hiding it, it is better to show it directly and openly.
It not only shows one's own attitude, but also has a certain deterrent effect.
After showing all this, Herbert couldn't help but sigh:
"After all, it would be a shame if I couldn't always get along well with a beautiful lady like you."
Freme:
"After all, you are so beautiful and have such a nice voice. I still want to chat with you more."
"Let's get along!"
Freme: ?
"No, you..."
Fleury raised her eyebrows. This was the second time she heard Herbert praise her without any concealment.
Last time, she didn't take it seriously, thinking he was just talking nonsense, but this time - she found that this guy seemed to be serious! !
"Wait! Are you...?"
He has bad intentions towards me!
She subconsciously shrank her body back into the water ball, leaving only half of her head outside, staring at Herbert strangely.
"Huh? What's wrong? I've always admired you!"
Herbert seemed to be stunned for a moment, tilted his head, and said as if he didn't think there was anything wrong, "No matter what, beauty is beauty, and it won't change because of your identity as a monster."
Three views follow the five senses
It's not that complicated.
I'm just a simple beauty lover.
"You you you you... But aren't you afraid of breaking your oath?"
Herbert blinked, tilted his head in confusion, and said puzzledly: "Why does this break the oath? Oh, I understand what you mean..."
"Ms. Freme, you misunderstood. My attitude towards you has always been pure admiration!"
He shook his head righteously and said seriously: "You are the one with impure thoughts!"
Freme:
Legend still wants to explain that he doesn’t have it!
But she was tongue-tied for a long time and couldn't utter a word. She pursed her lips, her face slightly red, and shrank in the water, blowing out bubbles non-stop.
Gurgle gurgle.
This guy, he... he's not right!
Why did I feel so happy when I heard him say these words
But, but he is a Paladin who doesn't lie, so... does he really think so
Do you really think I am beautiful!
The fish tail in the water ball swayed rapidly, pushing her body upwards a little, revealing most of her upper torso.
Herbert: Huh
This mermaid princess has high attack and high health, but why does her defense seem like paper
You can deliberately seduce me with your singing, but I can't tempt you
Double standards!
Pure double standard!
"Miss Freme, please explain it to me!"
Gulp gulp… (I’m not! I don’t!)
.
.
And just when Herbert was relying on the identity of the Pure Paladin to play the role of "natural" to directly conquer the Mermaid Princess.
A cold voice sounded in the darkness of the third area.
"The magic power has been drained away..."
"Finally, I have waited for this opportunity."
Chapter 16 The whole life!
"Strange, why has this place become like this?"
"I remember it wasn't this dark the last time I came here with the Archbishop."
Herbert held the old lantern, looked at the darkness less than a meter ahead, and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
At this moment, after trying to capture Freme, he passed through the Deep Water Prison in the second area and came to the third area of the alien prison.
Prison without light.
In this completely dark space, there are two dangerous monsters imprisoned - a dark elf wizard and a vampire prince.
By the way, Herbert didn’t see these two monster girls last time.
For some unknown reason, the archbishop took him straight through here and entered the lava hell in the fourth area without saying hello to the prisoners here.
He didn't dare ask.
This was the first time Herbert explored this place seriously, but he found that the situation might not be as simple as he thought.
He raised the lantern above his head, and the faint light could only dispel the darkness within a one-meter radius. Beyond this range, the thick darkness blocked out everything.
Can’t see, hear, smell—can’t sense anything.
"Who turned off the lights? Ask a Paladin to turn them on... Oh, no, I am the Paladin."
Where is the damn holy light
Herbert tried all kinds of methods, and finally found that only the light emitted by the holy marks could dispel the darkness, but it only expanded a circle.
The visual distance reaches an astonishing two meters.
It's totally useless!
If it was just dark here, Herbert wouldn't feel so confused.
But the problem he faced now was that he was lost.
Not only did Herbert fail to find any trace of the two monster girls, he couldn't even find the way to the fourth area!
He had been walking quietly with the lamp in hand for more than ten minutes, but he still hadn't reached the end of the road.
That’s fine. At worst, I can just keep persevering. There will always be a day when I will reach the end.
But the problem is that he might never reach the end.
Because as long as he looks back, he can see the way he came.
He... has been standing still!
Tsk, after meeting the Pen Fairy, you encounter a ghost wall again, right
When he was sent back to the same place for the third time, Herbert finally gave up walking and thought seriously about the situation.
"The rules here... seem to have been changed?"
A place without light, where the eyes cannot see.
You can only retreat, not advance.
Each prison in the Misty Monastery is actually a special half-plane that has been cut out. Although it seems to meet the living needs of the prisoners, there are actually unique restrictive rules behind it.
For example, the Deep Water Prison places extremely strict restrictions on Freme. Under normal circumstances, almost all water elements in the cage are extracted. Even the legendary Siren can only maintain a water ball that can only accommodate itself.
But now it seems that the restrictions here have been changed to target him.
Is this correct
On the contrary, it belongs to Tiangang.
Herbert narrowed his eyes, several thoughts flashing through his mind.