laugh!
The Dark Elf Archmage sneered disdainfully: "This idea is so stupid that I don't even bother to explain it to them."
“No matter who it is, even those who superficially agree with me, they fundamentally cannot understand my research.”
"I spent money to buy these materials. Even if I didn't buy them, someone else would, and they would organize adventurers to hunt them. Why do you think I'm evil?"
"Because I'm a dark elf?"
Sifanny's expression was slightly cold, and she snorted lightly:
"I see."
"My approach and ideas are destined not to be accepted and understood by too many people, and I don't care what they think."
“I don’t even need their approval.”
"I don't need it!"
Perhaps it was because she hadn't communicated with others for a long time, or perhaps it was because Herbert's attitude touched Sfannie a little.
This autistic wizard who had always shown an attitude of resistance to communication was unexpectedly talkative at this moment and talked to himself for a long time.
Herbert played the role of a good listener at this moment. He listened to her quietly and gave some responses from time to time to guide her to continue talking.
"Yeah, I understand you. The road to knowledge is always lonely."
“It is the fate of genius not to be understood.”
"As long as you understand it clearly in your heart, why do you need others to agree with you?"
Well, just drink a lot of chicken soup.
Herbert could see that the great wizard was not as cold and aloof as he appeared to be.
Does Sfanni really “not care about other people’s opinions” as she says
The answer is of course no.
If Sfannie really didn't care, there would be no need to mention it over and over again.
That's how people are.
The more you care about something in your heart, the more you want to pretend that you don't care on the surface.
In this way, even if you don’t get it in the end, you can pretend to be relaxed and say: “I don’t really care about this.”
There is an immense passion for research in Sfanny's heart, but she has always been denied and hostile by others.
Her long-term experiences made her a little autistic. She secretly hid her passion and was unwilling to tell or share it with others.
My appearance and the understanding attitude I showed gave Sfanni a chance to vent.
It's like adding a handful of dry firewood to a dying bonfire and then throwing a bucket of gasoline on it.
Flames erupted with a loud bang!
It's getting out of control.
Herbert looked at Sfanny's profile and nodded secretly.
Although the face is equally cold, the original body's expression is much richer than the incarnation's, and the ups and downs of emotions can be seen from the subtle details.
The cool lotus
This is clearly a ball of fire wrapped in paper.
"No one has ever recognized my research the first time we met like you did before..."
Sfanni talked for a long time, and her excited emotions gradually calmed down. She stopped and turned her head to look at the boy next to her.
"… "
She seemed to realize what she had just done. She was silent for a long time before continuing, "Sir Herbert, thank you for listening to me for so long."
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing."
Herbert chuckled and shook his head, saying sincerely, "Mr. Sfanny, you really don't have to thank me. I am also very interested in your past."
Even without mentioning the attempt to conquer Sfanny, Herbert himself was full of curiosity about this dark elf.
He really wanted to know what kind of experience would lead her to this rather extreme and bloody path.
If there are people who believe that flesh and blood are weak and can only ascend through machinery, then Svani is their extreme opponent.
She firmly believed that as long as her body continued to break through, it would be able to surpass its original limits and reach a level comparable to that of a god.
Yes.
This fallen elf, forbidden scholar, and shadow wizard in the eyes of outsiders are not that complicated at all in Herbert's eyes.
Don't talk so much.
To put it bluntly, isn't he just an expert in body training...
For a great wizard with an indestructible body, wouldn't it be reasonable for him to also know some boxing and kicking techniques
Reasonable.
It’s so reasonable!
After chatting for a long time, Herbert felt that his relationship with Sfanny had successfully dropped from "hostility" to "more than neutral, but less than friendly."
"By the way, Master Sfanny, there is something I want to discuss with you."
So, when the time was almost right, Herbert took the initiative to put forward his request:
"Regarding their desire to help you escape from prison, can you agree to this?"
Sfanny: Huh
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"You...want me to break out of prison?"
Sfanny frowned and stared at Herbert in confusion.
What are you talking about
Aren't you the warden
The prisoner doesn't want to escape from prison, but you still force him to do so
"Yes, but also not right."
Herbert knew that his words would inevitably lead to misunderstanding, so he shook his head and took the initiative to explain: "I do want you to reply to them, but I don't want you to really go with them."
"To put it more directly, I hope you can defect from them and become our accomplice."
The priest extended an invitation to the dark elf with a joyful expression: "I want to pass on some false information to them through you, so as to harm them."
This is what is called "fishing enforcement."
At this moment, Herbert's words were so blunt that they even sounded harsh.
I want you to help me persecute your family members.
To be honest, this sounds really wrong.
It doesn't sound like something a decent person would say at all. It sounds more like something a villain with no bottom line would say.
The identities of these two people seem to have been swapped.
It was as if Sfanny was the female knight who was captured and ravaged by the villain, and was being bewitched and trained by the villain Herbert, gradually embarking on the path of evil...
"Um???"
At this moment, even the most aloof elf couldn't hold it anymore.
Sfanny's face was full of confusion, her brows were deeply furrowed, and she looked at the other person in confusion.
You… uh, me, um
Is this really true
"You want me to betray them? Why would you do that?" Sfanny looked at Herbert, trying to see the answer from his face.
As a result, she didn't have to guess at all, Herbert revealed the answer himself.
"Because I want to help you."
The handsome Paladin looked at the elf affectionately without dodging, and said firmly: "And this is an opportunity!"
"I am the warden, responsible for supervising all prisoners in the Third Discipline House, but in fact, my mission is not as simple as just watching over you."
"My real duty is to educate you."
Herbert's expression was sincere, his eyes were full of sincerity, and he said in a deep voice:
"The suppression seal has never been the goal. It is just a helpless means. The real purpose of the monastery is to hope that you can all 'turn from evil to good'."
Herbert spoke sincerely and with all his heart, as if he was a scumbag deceiving an ignorant girl... But this time, he really didn't lie!
This is indeed the case. If it is just to detain prisoners, then the role of the warden is dispensable. The sealing formation is enough and there is no need for one more person.
The warden's real role is to educate these misguided foreign prisoners.
And now, this is the means Herbert has chosen.
He looked at Sfanny who seemed to be thinking about something, and added:
"Of course, I understand that you are not evil, but it is useless for me to be the only one to understand this. In the eyes of outsiders, you are just as evil and dangerous as everyone else."
"You can't rely on the monks. They have long been convinced of your evil. No one will doubt the correctness of this matter, and no one will bother to investigate."
"But I am different. I am just an outsider and I don't take these things for granted."
Having said that, Herbert took a step forward, moved closer to Sfanny, and looked into her eyes with burning eyes.
"Especially after my contact with you, I am more convinced of my idea - perhaps you are not the vicious prisoners they say you are."
Herbert's words were not a lie.
Of the four prisoners he had come into contact with so far, except for a certain shameful vampire who had no shining points, the other three were quite different from the evil prisoners he had imagined.
They may be extremely dangerous, but they are not necessarily evil.
"You can be changed, and you don't deserve to be treated like this."
Herbert took another step forward.
"I want to help you."
One more step.
"Please let me help you!"
When he said this, he was almost leaning in front of Sfannie!
"you… "
Sifannie was overwhelmed by his momentum. She took a step back somewhat unaccustomed to it, looked away and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Oh.
When Herbert saw her compromise, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Okay, I've taken the bait.
He stopped pressing and said with a confident smile: "I want to prove it to them!"
"To do this, we need to come up with a result, not just verbal changes from both of us, but concrete actions."
“And they are your achievements!”
At this point, Sfanny finally understood what Herbert wanted to do.
He wanted to give a letter of allegiance to the monastery.
Use the blood of those people to prove your own "good deeds".
This method is simple and easy to understand, and does not require any effort on your part. It sounds pretty good.
but…