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Chapter 411 Nenasa's Kiss (6K views, please subscribe!)
dead.

I am dead?
I've finished filming?

Has the epic new life in another world really come to an end?

So now, I'm going to start playing the revival round again?

Who is the opponent?

Is he the strongest of our time, with only half a body? Or did he fall from the sky...?

wrong.

After a moment of confusion, Herbert came to his senses, raised an eyebrow at the God of Harmony beside him, and asked, "So, this is the world after death?"

He glanced sideways at the deity beside him, his lips twitching.

Are you kidding me?

"That's right~"

Nena nodded, then asked with a smile, "How was it? Were you disappointed?"

The God of Harmony spread his arms wide, making a welcoming gesture.

Clang clang!
"Welcome to the afterlife!"

The young man, who had just entered the deadly place, remained calm and silently watched Him.

That indifferent look... well, it was like looking at an idiot.

Hey, have you had enough?

Childish devil!
That's so low-class, absolutely so low-class!

"Tsk, why aren't you cooperating at all?!"

After being stared at by Herbert for a while, Nenasha finally coughed lightly and withdrew her arm on her own.

He puffed out his cheeks, gave Herbert a disgruntled look, and snorted: "I'm telling you, you're really boring!"

"I was just going along with you!"

unfair!
I've acted with you so many times, why can't you act with me just once?

Cheapskate!
"Ah."

To this, the stingy Herbert rolled his eyes – "Haven't I played along with you enough?"

Tell me honestly!
Did Valentina eat your conscience?

You... have quite a conscience.

Herbert silently withdrew his gaze, pretending nothing had happened, and quietly gave up arguing.

Your conscience is vast.

it is good!
Since you have such a great conscience, then... I'll just have to back down.

"Say something! Why are you suddenly being so obedient?"

Nena glared at the overly honest Herbert, pouting, and snorted angrily: "Aren't you usually so talkative in front of others? Why are you so silent in front of me? Come on, convince me already!"

Oh?
After listening to Nenasa's complaints, Herbert raised an eyebrow in surprise; he could detect dissatisfaction in her words.

You smell so strongly of vinegar.

Jealous?
Herbert blinked, his lips instinctively wanting to curl upwards, but he barely managed to restrain himself from the impulse.

No.

Can't laugh yet.

He thought for a moment and explained, "The reason I found what you just said boring is actually quite simple."

"because……"

The boy looked at the god, then suddenly laughed and said softly, "Where you are, it can hardly be called hell."

【"you!!?"】

Nenasha's expression changed, her eyes widened, and she sprang up from the ground, jumping far back to the side.

He pointed at Herbert on the ground, his lips moved, but he could not utter a complete word.

The god of harmony remained silent, only pointing.

you!
You actually!
How dare you use such sweet talk on me!

Do you think it will be useful?

Is it useful?!?
ah!!?
"Haha~"

Herbert smiled as he watched the horrified goddess, then leisurely stretched out his legs and lay down lazily.

Whether it works or not, you know better than I do.

Moreover, he wasn't deliberately trying to deceive Nenasha.

He relaxed the moment he saw Nenasha, and his panic subsided completely.

hell?

This kind of place doesn't qualify as hell.

With Nenasha around, Herbert knew he wouldn't die.

At least for now, there's still a chance to salvage it.

After a while, Nenasha realized how embarrassing her reaction was, so she coughed twice, put on a stern face, and snorted coldly: ["Hmph, are you... trying to flatter me?"]

"Whatever you think."

Herbert waved his hand casually, too lazy to argue with this guy who was good at both offense and defense. He raised his legs and then suddenly dropped them, using the momentum to bounce up from the ground.

Hey!
Although he knew he was in a spirit state, he still subconsciously moved his body after standing up.

Just as I expected, everything is normal, and I don't feel any discomfort.

The soul is intact.

The god of assassination's evil scheme failed, and he did not steal his own soul.

After half-closing his eyes and silently sensing the situation, Herbert asked Nenasha, who had already silently walked back to his side, "So, what is my current state?"

He's definitely not dead.

But it seems like he's not really alive.

It's like being an overworked office worker who's relentlessly exploited. You're not completely dead, but you can't really be considered alive either; you're just barely alive.

It's there, but not completely.

【"Hmph~"】

Nenasha knew Herbert would definitely ask this question, and she had already prepared an answer. If Herbert hadn't suddenly ambushed her, she would have already started explaining.

Fortunately, Herbert did not press him for answers, giving him some time to catch his breath and adjust his emotions.

Nena cleared her throat twice, regaining her usual relaxed demeanor, and teased, "Are you curious?"

"I'm still quite curious."

Herbert readily admitted it, then turned to "threat" her: "If you keep beating around the bush and keeping us in suspense, don't blame me for being impolite!"

You're welcome?
You? Here?
Nenasha instinctively wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but before she could even open her mouth, she realized what Herbert meant by "nuclear deterrence."

sweet Nothing.

That's a lie.

Nenasha could talk those kinds of things to Herbert for three days and three nights, but she really couldn't stand listening to a single word from him.

Just hearing that makes me feel sick and I can't keep going.

[“Cough, cough, cough!”]

Nena coughed twice to cover her embarrassment, then began her story directly.

"You were ambushed by that evil god. He stole your heart and used it as a sacrifice to inflict a divine curse upon you through his authority."

For a deity to personally curse the chosen ones of other deities is an abstract act that goes far beyond the level of bullying the weak.

This is like driving a luxury car to play bumper cars with kids in toy cars; the scene is incredibly bloody and cruel.

I thought it was a speed bump.jpg
As a mad god with infinitely low moral standards and no regard for his own reputation, Gluckzak's dictionary contains no interesting concept such as "bullying the weak".

"Those favored by the gods are mostly blessed by them, their souls receiving various protections, so ordinary curses are actually ineffective."

Those favored by the gods, aren't they all armed to the teeth?

Unfortunately, Gluckzak does not fall into the general category.

"He holds the divine authority of assassination."

"With this authority, He can bypass the protection of other gods and almost kill all those favored by the gods."

Nenasha curled her lip and snorted disdainfully: "What are the others doing? How could they let this divine office fall into the hands of such a fool?"

In His view, Gluckzak was not worthy of holding the divine office of assassination.

Does He deserve it?
He doesn't deserve it!
This goes beyond the level of being unworthy of one's position.

This is absolutely incredible.

What a waste!

The reason no one has any designs on the [Assassination] priesthood is partly because He is very good at hiding, and partly because there is no need for it.

As everyone knows, the Grim Reaper in this world is very laid-back, even a bit lazy.

He had no interest in power; he simply wanted to wait for everything to come to an end.

Therefore, He chose to actively relinquish power in exchange for peace, which created a large number of subordinate priests of the death element.

It was precisely because there were many similar clergy positions and the competition was not difficult that Gluckzak did not become the target of public criticism.

The [Assassination] priesthood is one of the many death priesthoods that were separated from the [Death] priesthood.

Logically speaking, someone who can fully master a divine office must at least be a god of mid-level divine power.

However, Grukzak only possessed low-level divine power, which he compensated for with the divine office of [Concealment].

This only proves one thing: His mastery of the divine authority of assassination was very low; he could only barely gather the divine authority.

Based on this, His true divine role should actually be that of the God of Concealment and Assassination, with His primary divine role being Concealment rather than Assassination.

This is actually quite understandable.

Because in Nenasha's view, Gluckzak's style of doing things was completely incompatible with the priesthood of assassination.

What is "assassination"?
Simply put, it's killing without anyone knowing.

So, is the main point of that sentence to kill the enemy?

No!

The real key point is "not being known by others".

Assassinations should be conducted in secrecy, and the identity of the assassin should not be known to anyone.

How did Gluckzak manage to do that?

He would not only kill those favored by God in a high-profile manner, but also announce it to the world in a grand manner, wishing he could tell everyone that he was the one who did it.

madness.

He didn't understand the true meaning of the divine office he held.

After mocking the fool who wasted his talent, Nenasha looked at Herbert and laughed.

"But don't worry, I'm here for you."

He raised his chin smugly and sneered, "That foolish fellow dared to try and steal your soul from me?"

How dare you steal my person?
Ah.

"that……"

Herbert raised his hand, unable to resist complaining, "While I'm very grateful for the protection of my dear Lady Nenasa, it seems like it was my soul, not your possession. How could it be stolen from you?"

No, how did my things become yours?

"Oh, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. Don't worry about the details."

"No, no, no, this is still quite important!"

"Hahaha~"

"Stop laughing! Explain yourself!"

……

Although their physical bodies were on the verge of death, the two people in the soul space were chatting leisurely.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then Nenesha smugly snorted, "As expected, you still can't do it without my help."

You're still a long way off, kid!

But Herbert disagreed, scoffing, "No, can you really blame me for the current situation?"

"Who could have guessed that the evil god would personally assassinate and curse me? Even if he had guessed, it wouldn't have mattered! There's no way to defend against it!"

Does it make a difference whether you take precautions or not if the gods take action themselves?

No!
This is a completely undeserved disaster! I am innocent; this is not my fault!

However, Nenasha didn't bring up that topic. Instead, she scoffed and said, "Who said that?"

"Ok?"

"If we don't bring this up, you never even noticed what kind of person that guy was! And you were chatting with him all this time."

Ok?
Herbert vaguely realized something and asked uncertainly, "Wait, which guy are you talking about?"

"See? You still haven't noticed the problem."

Nenasha smiled, shook her head, and said with a laugh, "Well, it's nothing. It's alright if they didn't notice. In fact, this kind of reaction is better!"

? ?
Wait, what are you talking about?

Are you here to be the riddle solver?

Riddler, get out of Gotham!
No matter how much Herbert pressed her for answers, Nenasha remained silent, gazing at him with the tender look one might give a silly child.

???

After enjoying her victory for a while, Nenasha changed the subject, asking, "So, do you still need my help this time? Do you need me to control your body for you?"

nonsense!

"Humph."

Herbert rolled his eyes and snorted.

So what if?

You can't just let me smell bad!
Are you really that heartless?
I bet you won't!
The two looked at each other, and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Pfft, haha!"

"Ha ha!"

They laughed for a while longer before finally managing to keep a straight face.

The pressure of death?
It never existed in the first place.

Then, Herbert looked at the deity before him and asked softly, "So, Nenasha, what do I need to give in return?"

So, Gul'dan, what was the price?

Oh?
Nenasha played along perfectly, covering her mouth and laughing: "Oh ho ho~ The price? Mortal, what do you intend to offer in exchange for my help?"

"Is love okay?"

"Let me tell you, I'm very hard to please... Huh? What did you say?"

Nenasha was still performing, preparing to make a huge demand like a greedy evil god, when she suddenly froze.

He looked at Herbert and kept blinking.

【"you……"】

Herbert did not back down at this moment. He stepped forward and stood in front of Him, looking directly into the eyes of the deity, and spoke earnestly.

"I want to give my love."

Mortals move forward, ever forward, forcing the gods to confront themselves.

"You...you're really greedy."

When faced with the real issue, Nenasha neither evaded it nor felt shy or flustered.

He raised an eyebrow, looking at Herbert with a subtle expression, and asked with a playful tone, "Do you really think that a little bit of mortal reverence can buy the protection of the gods?"

For reasons unknown, Miss Harmony subtly changed the wording, causing the original transaction to change again.

He felt he wasn't fully ready yet.

But Herbert had no intention of playing word games with Him any longer, and interrupted directly: "Neither reverence nor protection, Nenasha, stop running away."

“You know it, and if you don’t, then let me tell you plainly—I want to use my love for you to exchange for your love for me.”

Straightforward.

Undisguised.

There is no way to dodge it.

Herbert asked God in the most direct way, and waited for His answer.

【“…”】

"..."

The two stood silently gazing at each other in the pure white space. After a long while, Nenasha finally relaxed her furrowed brows.

He did not ask why now, nor did he continue to run away.

Nenasha simply looked into Herbert's eyes and asked in a very soft, even gentle tone:

"Are you serious?"

serious?

Herbert smiled, but didn't answer. Instead, he asked with a smile, "So, is our deal done?"

The gods finally smiled at this.

【"certainly."】

"Since you're so serious, well, I'll reluctantly accept your suggestion."

He said:

"I will accept your love, and then give my love to you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then simultaneously took a step forward and bumped into each other's arms.

They embraced tightly.

Then...they kissed.

There's no need to keep running away.

There is no need to continue denying it.

It is enough.

When you gaze into the abyss, what do you hope to get from it?
When you choose to kiss the abyss, what do you hope the abyss will give you?
Herbert always knew his answer.

Love.

He longed for love.

More than overwhelming power and endless wealth, Herbert desired love from others.

A moment later, their lips parted.

The two smiled at each other, naturally let go of each other, and held hands.

As their first kiss after confirming their feelings for each other, the kiss wasn't long, and could even be described as a bit short, but neither Herbert nor the other felt it was insufficient.

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

Although they had just entered a new relationship, they didn't find it novel.

It's as if they had already entered this place a long time ago, and now they've just finally lifted the last veil of self-deception.

They've been married for a long time.

Nenasha held Herbert's hand, turned her head to look at him, her eyes full of love, and whispered: "Herbert, I won't ask you if you'll regret it, but I still want to remind you."

"From this moment on, you will be completely thrust into the eye of the storm of fate. Your life will likely never be peaceful, and the road ahead will be strewn with thorns and bones."

He wasn't threatening; he was merely stating the facts, yet it conjured up images of mountains of corpses and seas of blood before Herbert's eyes.

After seeing the reflection, Herbert laughed and asked rather cheerfully, "Is it just my imagination? This sounds no different from before?"

My fate was dangerous before, and it is still dangerous now.

Hi!
Isn't there no difference at all?

"No, there is still a slight difference."

Nenasha smiled too, and said with a beaming smile, "Because no matter what we face, I will walk with you."

"You will possess everything I have: power, authority, destiny... I will share it all with you."

Herbert blinked; something about that sounded rather odd.

Such a boastful tone, it's like you've hooked up with a super rich woman!
what!
The rich woman has been by my side all along!?
"However, the most important thing right now is to get you out of this minor danger."

Nenasha hadn't expected Herbert's thoughts to have already veered off to the idea of ​​living off a woman in the future, so she decided to get down to business first.

"Alright, just like before, hand your body over to me. I'll use it carefully."

"Haha, I believe you, because this body doesn't just belong to me anymore... Hmm? What's wrong with you?"

Herbert noticed that Nenasa's expression suddenly froze, and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"Uh, wait a minute, it seems... it seems someone beat me to it?"

"Ok?"

Nenasha raised an eyebrow and winked strangely.

Eh?
what's the situation?
……

……

Within the glorious holy city.

The wandering lady, who had been walking silently, turned around, her gaze piercing through all obstacles, and saw the boy slowly falling backward on the dragon's back.

"..."

She glanced at it briefly before silently turning her gaze away.

She didn't care at all whether Herbert lived or died.

Since he was suspected of being connected to that guy, it's good that he's dead now.

"Ok?"

But at that very moment, she suddenly frowned, remembering the boy's resentful shouts after she left.

"Hey! I answered your question, and then you ran away? You're not following the rules!"

"Even though you ran away, remember this!"

You still owe me one!

Do I owe him?
"Ah."

She gave a slightly annoyed snort, and then slowly closed her eyes.

next moment……

On the dragon's back, Herbert, who was about to fall, paused, straightened himself, and regained his balance.

"Herbert! You... eh?" Valentina's shout was interrupted, the bloodshot in her eyes instantly disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared me.

I thought something had happened to you, and I almost fought that guy to the death!
"Thank goodness! You're alright... Ouch!"

Valentina was about to complain that Herbert had startled her, but before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a weight on her back.

Extremely heavy!

It was as if she was carrying hundreds of mountains on her back; even with her physical strength, she couldn't withstand it.

"what--"

In a panic, she screamed and then plummeted downwards.

Whoosh!
After the dragon fell, Herbert remained where he was, stepping directly into the air without using anything as a support.

"..."

He slowly opened his eyes.

His bright eyes, now a golden color, were cold as he coldly stared at the laughing evil god in the rift, and slowly raised his right hand toward Him.

"Haha! Ha, uh!!?"

The moment those eyes opened, the God of Assassination froze, feeling a chill run through his body.

!!!

Then, without uttering a single harsh word, He turned and disappeared into the crevice, attempting to escape in a frantic manner.

"Hmm? Oh!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Nieyu realized what was happening and sneered at the idiot who was trying to escape.

You fool, do you really think that killing His chosen ones goes unpunished?
Are you okay now?
coming.

He is coming.

Now you've decided to run away?
run!

Can you run away?
As the god of lust was inwardly mocking, he suddenly saw "Herbert" slowly raise his left hand—pointing it toward him.

Eh?
right!

I got a share too!
(End of this chapter)