After all, the impression left by the last suicidal "take a look" was too deep.
That huge eyeball, which looked like the original angel described in the scriptures, was so exciting to look at.
In addition, that crazy hymn was quite brainwashing, and it took me a long time to get the melody out of my mind.
However, Herbert did not choose to seek help from others, nor did he ask the leaders of the monastery to help him purify his mind - he was worried that other things would be purified as well.
Herbert chose the stupid method of fighting poison with poison, and repeated the even more brainwashing music from his previous life in his mind over and over again, and then completely suppressed the singing.
That means I don't have to take the exam now. Otherwise, my mind would be filled with crazy loops of divine songs during the exam... —
After leaving the Waterdeep Prison, Herbert first went to the Lightless Prison and opened a portal directly to Sfanny's tree house.
When he appeared without any warning, the dark elf wizard who was doing an experiment just raised his eyes in warning, then looked away.
Sifanny continued to stare at the test tube in front of her and said without turning her head:
"Sir Herbert, I think you should knock on the door before you come next time. Otherwise, if there is any danger, I am afraid you will blame me."
She spoke calmly, as if she was concerned about his safety, but Herbert heard the hidden meaning:
"Forget it this time, but next time if you don't go through the main entrance, don't blame me for accidentally blowing you up!"
"You know, for people like us who are doing taboo experiments, it's normal for some accidents to happen."
OK.
Threat, this is a pure threat!
The opposite.
These prisoners are all rebellious!
Remember that I am the warden and you are the prisoners
Herbert was so angry that he didn't tolerate any of his faults and said bluntly, "Okay, I understand." "Well, thank you for your understanding."
Sfanny nodded, finally put down the test tube in her hand, turned her head back, and looked at Herbert, whom she hadn't seen for many days, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Sir Herbert, you came back earlier than I thought, but you have experienced more than I expected."
Herbert looked at Sfanny's expression and suddenly felt that she seemed to have changed a little from the past, with a more lively look on her face.
"Oh? You can tell from this?"
Herbert laughed, and skillfully sat down on the wicker chair he often sat on, and habitually took a leaf and played with it in his hands.
"OK."
Sfanny also sat opposite him and looked at him carefully.
He raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "You look a little different?"
The coldness in her body dissipated a little, and her expression became softer - although only a little.
"Your Excellency, too."
Sfanny didn't explain much, but stared at Herbert and said, "You have less confusion and more pressure, although the latter doesn't seem to bother you."
To be honest, Sfannie was actually a little disappointed with Herbert's performance at the moment.
It's not because Herbert has it, but because he can withstand the pressure.
She longed to see Herbert vulnerable.
Sfanny expected that Herbert would return here with scars all over his body after leaving this time.
For example, killing blood relatives one by one.
She knew very well that not all races had as indifferent kinship as the dark elves.
If Herbert really killed his relatives as he had shown before, there would definitely be scars in his heart.
And that scar will be the key point of her attack.
If Herbert had not released the pressure on Freme just now, perhaps it would really be as Sfannie predicted.
After dealing with some of his enemies, he will return here confused.
Exposing this vulnerability to Sfanny might really allow her to take advantage of it and influence him. "Your father—
"I didn't kill him, nor did I go to see him."
Herbert was quite calm and said casually: "After all, it is his offspring, and he needs some time to digest it."
Herbert's attitude towards the Grand Duke of Silver Wing was very calm.
Although being sent to the monastery seemed a somewhat humiliating decision at the time, it was actually a way for Herbert to quickly escape from the chaos in Frost Crystal City and gain the protection of the monastery.
This is a kind of protection.
This is a point that absolutely cannot be ignored.
After coming to the monastery, although Herbert was still targeted secretly, he was no longer threatened openly.
But afterwards, Grand Duke Silver Wing said nothing and left him there without caring about anything. This was something that the old father could not wash away, and he was probably a little disappointed with Herbert's weakness.
Just as others have mocked him, as a descendant of the Silver Wing family, his soft personality makes him unsuitable to inherit the title.
Furthermore, it is impossible to say that Herbert had absolutely no dissatisfaction or resentment towards Grand Duke Silver Wing.
Grand Duke Silver Wing's character is a little too indecisive.
Although the main fault lies with Cordie's greed and madness,
But Grand Duke Silver Wing must bear at least 30% of the responsibility for this blood tragedy.
If the Silver Wing Grand Duke had stopped Cordie's idea at the beginning, or decided to let Herbert give up his title at the beginning... none of the things that happened later would have happened.
The three of them may still be a model family with a loving father, filial sons, and friendly brothers.
But there are no ifs.
It was his indecision that made Cordi doubt, made him suffer day by day while waiting, became twisted little by little, and finally made such a decision.
Grand Duke Silver Wing is not a sinner, but he is definitely not innocent either.
Herbert would not deliberately take revenge on him, but he would not do nothing either.
Let the pain of losing his son become the torment of Grand Duke Silver Wing for the rest of his life.
When he can come out of this on his own, the punishment will be over.
After briefly describing his experience in Frost Crystal, Herbert looked at the dark elf and asked,
"What about you? How do you feel after killing your blood father and collecting him as material?"
While the two of them were talking calmly, a pale skull that looked somewhat familiar was floating up and down in the tank.
Chapter 174 You Are Not Honest (5/6 plus 21)
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"If you're expecting some sentimentality from me, you're going to be disappointed."
Sifanny shook her head and explained quite calmly:
"For me, he is just a blood reference that can make my research more accurate."
Herbert looked at her carefully, and after a long while he shook his head helplessly and raised his hands in surrender.
"Okay, I give up."
The two people's world views and values are indeed completely different.
Under this premise, some methods that are applicable to other races are completely inapplicable to races like the Dark Elves.
Imagine a situation.
A righteous paladin goes to question the evil man who murdered his kin.
"You killed your father. This is wrong! I want to purify you."
"Ah, yes, I killed him, so what? I didn't kill your father."
All I can say is that such a straightforward response can really kill the game directly. The dialogue cannot proceed at all, and the only thing left is passionate fighting.
Seeing that the topic could not be continued, Herbert naturally turned to other topics and talked to Sfanny about her research.
Although Sfannie didn't reveal much to him, judging from her unusually excited description, the results must be significant.
To be honest, Herbert was actually very interested in her research - only in strengthening the body.
After fighting with Miss Dragon for several days, Herbert understood one thing.
A blacksmith really needs to be strong himself.
At present, she is the only one left and is already stretched to the limit, with the risk of being suppressed from time to time.
If there are more people in the future, they will be squeezed dry!
That’s right, a strong physical body is the key to a happy and complete family.
"Is there anything else I can do to help you with your future research?"
Herbert's words were actually just a polite social understanding, and he didn't really intend to provide any help.
But quite unexpectedly, Sfanni gave an accurate answer.
"Stee."
"Hmm? Who--Oh."
The name sounded strange at first, but Herbert finally remembered it after thinking about it.
"Your sister? The one who became the current head of the family?"
"right."
It's her.
They would rather take huge risks to save Sfannie than face Steve directly, which is enough to show how powerful and terrifying she is.
Herbert blinked and asked curiously, "You want to kill her. Do you have a grudge against each other?"
You, a kinslayer, are too diligent!
Killing your father is not enough, you have to kill your sister too. Are you planning to kill all the bloodlines in your family
Do you really want to be an orphan
Master Bruce would probably cry with envy after hearing this.
"No, there is nothing personal between us."
Sifanny shook her head slightly and said calmly: "But as a sister of my compatriot, her blood can also give me more references."
Herbert raised his eyebrows. Although Sfanny said that they had no grudge against each other, he heard some special meaning in her words.
The absence of personal grudges does not mean that there are no other grudges.
Herbert did not object, but asked with some curiosity: "Are you two on bad terms?"
“Never good.”
"It's never been good—"
Herbert did not refuse outright, but he did not respond either.
He was thinking, would killing Sti bring him any benefit
The other party is very powerful and far away in a dark area. I will stay here and have nothing to do with them. It seems that there is no need to deliberately go to their house to cause trouble.
No matter how you think about it, this doesn't seem to be a good deal.
Sfanny saw what Herbert was thinking and added, "I know my sister. Even though you don't care about her, she won't give up."
"But she will never let any enemy go easily."
"She will hide in the shadows like a spider, weaving a web of conspiracy."
"Then wait for you, or anyone related to you, to step on them, and then spring out like a venomous snake and swallow them into its belly."
"She is just that kind of dark elf, evil, vicious, crazy, and very good at waiting."
After listening to Sfanny's story, Herbert blinked and asked curiously, "So, according to you, I have been targeted by her?"