Herbert nodded, then curled his lips and said, "By the way, you should also thank fate for giving you a close ally like me!"
"If you hadn't relied on me, you would still be a stone statue underground!"
It is your blessing to meet me.
The God of Harmony snorted and said disdainfully: [“Oh, do you think you are not? If it weren’t for me, you would have been killed by them a long time ago!”]
“… Well, that’s true.”
Indeed, if it weren't for Nenasha, it would take Herbert a very long time just to adapt to Valentina's dragon power. Even if he did adapt, he might not be favored by her, let alone a quick strategy or feeding.
[“Right~”]
The two of them boasted and compared themselves with each other in their minds for a long time, and then they stopped at the same time.
Herbert stood on the tower. Although he was all alone, he vaguely felt as if there was someone standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
He turned his head and didn't see any figure, nor could he sense any breath.
But deep down, there is a feeling.
He is right beside you.
Herbert stared at his side for a long time, and suddenly said:
"Nenasha."
["Um?"]
"Thank you."
[“Hmm~ Hum?”]
Nenasha let out a surprised sound, wondering what kind of sentimental drama this guy was suddenly doing.
What are you doing
The white-haired boy looked at the currently invisible ally with deep affection in his eyes and said softly:
"I will probably never forget you in my life."
["… snort?"]
Nenasha was filled with question marks as she looked at his emotional expression. The shadow tentacles in her shadow couldn't help but move, and she almost reached out to touch his forehead.
Are you sick
[“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”]
Nenasha was a little overwhelmed by Herbert, and after a moment of hesitation, she said: [“I won’t leave you, so how could you forget me?”]
What on earth stimulated him
No, he wasn’t the one who took action tonight!
"No, you don't."
Herbert shook his head, sighed, and said sadly: "Although it's a pity, you may never really understand what I mean."
["… Why?"]
“Because it’s a joke.”
Herbert touched his nose and explained seriously: "You should reply to me, 'I'm sorry for not letting Lord Herbert have fun!'"
[“???”]
What a mess!
…
The setting blood moon was almost merging with the sea surface, and a hazy halo had already appeared on the sea surface in the east.
Herbert was still sitting on the tower. He finally got to go out for some fresh air in the middle of the night. He didn't want to go back so early and planned to stay up all night to watch the sunrise. He didn't need much sleep anyway.
[“By the way, your performance this time will definitely shock them, and even make them wary. Don’t you need to prepare some more reasonable explanations?”]
Just like a special organism, such special performance will definitely attract all kinds of attention.
“There’s really nothing to explain.”
He shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Don't forget, this is the Misty Monastery."
"Here, as long as the Archbishop thinks it's okay, no one will cause trouble for me."
"At this point, no matter what I say, they will believe it. Even if there are loopholes in what I say, they will fill them in for me."
"Besides, sooner or later they will understand my control over the Third Discipline House and its significance to those monster girls. It won't make any difference if they know it sooner."
Herbert will not stay in prison as a jailer all his life. Sooner or later he will step out from behind the scenes and come to the front.
Therefore, Herbert would take on the dark elves' blood moon night raid alone this time and arrange the monster girls to do it instead of letting the Inquisition and the Knights take them down directly.
Herbert took this as an opportunity to formally declare his existence to the monks in the monastery and prove his strength.
And now the result is...
He succeeded!
“This wonderful show finally came to a perfect end.”
In fact, the monster girls performed much better than he expected!
"That means I have more bargaining chips to negotiate with the archbishop."
"Maybe... I can really ask?"
"Because no matter how I think about it, I'm going to need a bodyguard when I go back..."
Chapter 116 After the Long Night (1/3)
"By the way, the flesh and blood of those dark elves are legendary after all. Are they useful to you?"
There were a total of twenty-five dark elves who were tricked into breaking out of the prison this time. At this moment, there was some flesh and blood of all kinds left. According to previous rules, I'm afraid we could have a good supply of materials.
[“There will be some, but I advise you not to hold your hopes too high.”]
Worried that Herbert would be disappointed and complain, Nenasha deliberately gave him a heads-up and reminded him:
[“You are now accustomed to the high-quality abilities given by the special bodies, and I am afraid you will not appreciate the abilities they provide.”]
After explaining the anomalies, Herbert finally figured out why the abilities given by Valentina and the others were so amazing.
But this is easy to understand, it is reasonable for elite individuals to drop rare materials.
[“Also, the abilities provided by the Dark Elves may be duplicated, so not many of them will be useful in the end.”]
"It's okay. Even if it's just a small piece of meat, there's no point in giving up."
Nenasha had put on several layers of armor, but Herbert didn't really mind and just treated it as a lottery.
It's like this when drawing cards, whatever you draw counts, and don't get too carried away... Of course, if your blue-green modifier is a cracked version, that's another matter.
krypton!
[“It’s up to you then. I’ve already warned you.”]
"It's better than nothing."
Waste is shameful.
Herbert looked at the sun rising in the east and whispered to himself, "After all, I have to go back and seek justice for myself."
"Of course, the stronger the better."
When the boy's whisper faded into the wind, the first ray of white light appeared on the horizon.
The sky suddenly brightens and the long night fades away.
The first rays of dawn completely dispel the bloodiness of the night, and gently spread hope and vitality to the world.
The boy's white hair and gray eyes were coated with a layer of brilliant golden light.
Proclaiming that his long, dark night had come to an end.
Buzz—
The holy mark automatically lit up at this moment, absorbing the morning light and the boy's determination, and there was a tendency for it to continue spreading.
He looked towards the direction of Frost Crystal King City and whispered, "Don't worry, it will be soon, hehe..."
The young man stood up and opened his arms wide in the sunlight, as if embracing a new life.
"My dear friends, you will soon be able to see me, the "broken-winged white dove" you mentioned."
Recalling the derogatory name he heard from Blake, Herbert couldn't help laughing: "Ha, Broken Wing, this is really an interesting nickname."
Behind Herbert, the slowly spreading stigmata vaguely outlined a dim pattern... It seemed to be a pair of wings.
But gradually, the holy marks dimmed again and finally returned to calm.
The divine power is slowly growing, but it is not yet fully mature.
There is still a lack of opportunity.
or…
A touch of a moment.
.
.
While Herbert was opening his arms like "The Shawshank Redemption", two cardinals were talking in low voices in the hall of the court.
If foreign enemies attack, it is impossible for the monastery to have no other backup plans.
"Are there any results?"
The Knight Commander retracted a shadow, his expression changed slightly, and he nodded slowly: "Yes, I can confirm that all the heretics have been eliminated."
"hiss!"
Although this result had been speculated long ago, the presiding judge could not help but take a deep breath after hearing the exact news. He touched his bald head and felt deeply moved.
"This kid, he actually did it..."
When Herbert proposed this risky plan, the presiding judge strongly opposed it.
There's no other reason, this plan is just too risky.
There is nothing wrong with fishing enforcement, but the prerequisite is that you must first have the strength to avoid being dragged into the water by the fish when it is hooked.
Otherwise, it's not people fishing, but fish fishing people!
Flooded and overwhelmed.
The presiding judge did not want the young man he favored to ruin his life because of his arrogance, so he strongly opposed it.
But unexpectedly, the other two cardinals all agreed to Herbert's proposal.
Two to one, the minority obeys the majority, and the proposal was actually passed!
The presiding judge immediately expressed his dissatisfaction and went to the archbishop to appeal - but who knew that even the archbishop condoned Herbert's outrageous behavior.
"Just let him try."
“Young people should always be given opportunities to make mistakes.”
"Isn't it the same for you? You don't need me to help you recall the things you did when you were young, right?"
Under the attack of the resurrected dead memories, the judge fled and finally had to acquiesce to Herbert's proposal.
But he did not give up completely. He was prepared to take direct action to solve the problem as soon as something went wrong, and then teach that ignorant kid a lesson.
We must give Herbert a good beating so that he can face the reality clearly.
That child possesses such amazing talent and outstanding qualities, but he must not let them be ruined by arrogance.
And then…
Now the person who has been severely beaten and forced to face the reality is himself.
"well!"
The presiding judge shook his head, sighed, and said helplessly: "This kid really did it. I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would be wrong."