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Chapter 436 I Will Not Forgive Your Sacrifice

Chapter 436 I Will Not Forgive Your Sacrifice (4.6K, Please Subscribe! Please Comment!)
Herbert's feelings were complicated at that moment.

envious? envy?
He stared at Cretica's half-body embedded in the wall, and his face twitched involuntarily.

"That's really exaggerated..."

Strong luck.

And it's an astonishingly strong stroke of luck!

To be honest, Herbert always felt that he was already much luckier than most people.

Although he says that everything he has achieved is due to hard work and sweat, he also knows in his heart that luck has played a large part in his success.

Not everyone is fortunate enough to be the son of a duke, to have a noble birth, and to receive a quality education.

Especially in this uncivilized era, even after suffering such treatment, his life was already far superior to that of others.

Not to mention, her subsequent selection by Nenasa, her encounter with Valentina, and her favor with powerful figures... this series of developments was closely related to luck.

If he were not so lucky, he would "die of depression" not long after arriving at the monastery.

However, compared to Kretty, Herbert felt that his own luck seemed so insignificant.

You can find extremely valuable relics of the Elven Empire by jumping to any random place, including a magic cannon that is not completely destroyed.

and!

And you can even save yourself from a terrible death without even realizing it!

What's most outrageous is that she had absolutely no self-awareness from beginning to end.

If this doesn't qualify as "strong luck," then what kind of luck qualifies as strong luck?
Resentment? Jealousy?
Herbert didn't know what to call his feelings at that moment.

But he knew that just looking at that butt made him furious.

Damn, I'm so envious!

Snapped!
"ah!!?"

The devilish lady, caught off guard by the attack, let out a strange scream and shouted viciously:

"who!!?"

"Who's hitting me again?!"

When confronted with questions from the victim, Kretty, the suspect, Herbert, did not respond.

He turned his head and looked at Miss Hungry Dragon, who was tilting her head strangely, as if she doubted that her intuition was wrong.

Valentina: Huh?

She squinted and sensed it, only to find that the life-or-death crisis she had just felt had disappeared without her noticing.

It's as if those crises were just illusions created in my daze.

Huh?
Is that so?
Have I been eating and sleeping poorly lately?

But that's not right.

I've been eating really well lately!
Before leaving the City of Glory, I secretly went to that white-bearded old man and asked him for a lot of local delicacies...

That old man is such a kind person.

He specially arranged for someone to prepare a lot of food for me... By the way, why is he able to order other people around?

Also, what was that old man's name again?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

The old man is so kind; I'll ask him to help me get snacks next time I go.

I hope he's still alive when I visit next time, and that he hasn't died so young...

That kind-looking old human man!

hold onto!
Live a little longer!

Miss Hungry Dragon blinked blankly, looked up at Herbert who was staring at her, and said uncertainly:
"Herbert! I think I was spacing out just now... Ouch!"

Boom!
Before she could finish her question, she received a light tap on the head.

Although it didn't hurt, Valentina still covered her head in grievance, looking at Herbert with teary eyes.

What are you doing?!

Why are you hitting me on the head?!

She doesn't understand!

I didn't do anything wrong, why are you hitting me!

Valentina expressed her grievance.

and!

I was just trying to save you!
Why did you hit me?!
Valentina grew angrier the more she thought about it, and finally puffed out her cheeks and closed her eyes in a huff.

(｀へ)
Her attitude is singular.

You're just trying to coax me!

Hurry up and comfort me!
"..."

After waiting a while, seeing that Herbert didn't seem to be going to speak, she secretly opened her right eye a crack, and the dog peeked at her furtively.

But she only saw Herbert looking at her calmly, his eyes gentle yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Valentina then closed her eyes again, took another step toward Herbert, and brought her face even closer to him.

You're just trying to coax me!

"……snort."

I'm warning you!
If you don't coax me now, I'll never be able to!

If you just say something nice to me, I'll forgive you!
Just one sentence will suffice.

then……

Boom!
"Ouch!"

I got hit on the head again.

Valentina suddenly opened her eyes and stared in disbelief at the heartless man before her, a man devoid of blood and tears.

You yelled at me!?
"You... oh dear."

However, before she could even cry out, Herbert pulled her into his arms.

Herbert didn't say a word, but hugged Valentina tightly, as if he wanted to strangle her.

Feeling the force from Herbert's arm, even Valentina, with her physique, felt a slight stuffiness.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?"

Valentina, bewildered and not daring to struggle forcefully, simply let Herbert hold her, and whispered:

"what's wrong?"

At the same time, she also felt the emotions he conveyed.

Moved, delighted, and slightly annoyed.

I was moved by her willingness to sacrifice her personal safety to protect herself.

I'm glad everything went smoothly and the worst possible outcome wasn't reached.

At the same time, he was also annoyed by her acting on her own initiative.

If Valentina hadn't charged at him and had instead followed Herbert's instructions to each take one of them away, they wouldn't have ended up in that desperate situation where they had no choice but to fight back.

But... can Herbert criticize her?
Can we say she was disobedient and almost killed them?

unable.

You can't criticize them, you can't even mention them.

Some hurtful things should not be said, and absolutely should not be said.

Valentina was truly doing this for him, and everything she did was out of instinct, so how can we criticize her for "making trouble"?
These complex emotions made it impossible for Herbert to express them directly, so he could only do so in this way.

He tapped Valentina lightly on the head twice, hoping she would understand his good intentions.

Valentina seemed to understand some of these things, but not all.

She couldn't really fully understand Herbert's emotions.

She's not that smart.

But Valentina wasn't that stupid either.

Now, she knows what she should do.

Valentina gently hugged her back and whispered, "I'm sorry, I think I did something wrong again..."

Herbert held Valentina tightly, and when she seemed a little uneasy, he shook his head and said softly, "You don't need to apologize. It's not your fault. I didn't do enough and made you worry."

"I won't say that what you just did was wrong. I know what you were thinking, and I know what you're worried about."

Then, Herbert paused for a moment and whispered in Valentina's ear:
"I just wanted to discuss this with you. Sometimes, there are actually better ways to do things."

"If something like this happens again, would you be willing to trust me a little more? Can you please not be so impulsive again?"

“I know you’re worried about me, but after all, I’m no longer the little guy you could easily crush.”

"Trust me a little more."

He chuckled, then gently released his arms, took a step back, looked at the somewhat uneasy-looking dragon girl, and smiled:

"After that, would you be willing to listen to my request before taking action?"

Valentina nodded quickly, stepped forward and hugged Herbert tightly, refusing to let go.

"Mmmmmmm!"

The hungry dragon hugged his waist, rubbing its cheek against him, and said in a coquettish tone, "I'll listen to you! I'll listen to you from now on—don't be angry! Okay? Okay—"

Herbert didn't get angry, but he was still a little annoyed.

Valentina could sense this.

His anger was mostly directed at himself, feeling that he hadn't done his best.

But his calm demeanor was more frightening than if he were actually enraged.

And most importantly—she didn't want to see him angry.

Regardless of the reason.

"...Hehe, okay, stop being so cute."

Herbert was amused by her appearance and helplessly raised his hand to rub her "dog's head," his helplessness fading away.

Forget it.

The children were terrified.

It's not a big deal, let's just let it go.

He turned his head and looked at Flora, who was already kneeling and bowing her head to the side.

The succubus remained calm, her eyes half-closed, offering no defense as if quietly awaiting her master's punishment.

“…Sigh.” Herbert was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and placed it on the succubus’s shoulder, patting it gently.

"You did very well."

“Heroism, fearlessness, sacrifice… I saw your unwavering will and witnessed the fire that blazed in your soul.”

"As your host, I am proud of you."

"You are indeed an excellent knight."

!!!

Flora was quite surprised.

Having witnessed Valentina's fate, Flora knew what was going to happen to her and never expected Herbert to praise her. She subconsciously looked up.

Then, she saw a dark shadow rapidly descending towards her head—

hide?
Flora instinctively wanted to dodge, but she managed to restrain herself and stood frozen in place.

She dared not hide.

"Master, I... um!"

Boom!
Iron Fist, descend!
Boom!
"Well……"

Herbert showed no mercy and punched both of them twice without discrimination.

Very hard.

The succubus's head throbbed with a loud bang, and her vision blurred for a moment.

Seeing the succubus's eyes brimming with tears, he curled his lip and said helplessly:
"Well done, but don't do it again next time."

The boy shook his hand, withdrew his hardened palm, and gave a nonchalant snort.

Ah.

If I can't hit Valentina's head, why can't I hit yours?

Her head was stubborn, so I let it go.

You have two sharp horns on your head; just avoid them and you'll be fine.

"I don't want to see you sacrifice yourself."

"Whether for your own beliefs or to protect me, I don't want to see this happen."

Herbert's expression was neither serious nor as gentle as usual.

It was like a mature and steady old knight teaching a belligerent and frivolous young knight.

The tone was gentle, but it brooked no argument.

"You are weaker than me."

"As your master, I am already more powerful than you."

At this moment, Herbert rubbed the "flattering" dog's head with one hand and gently stroked the succubus paladin's head with the other.

He lowered his eyes, looking down at the succubus's wide eyes, and said in a gentle but unquestionable tone:
"I will not allow you to die before me."

"This is the first order I give you as your master."

"You are not allowed to sacrifice yourself for me."

This was an arrogant, inconsiderate, domineering, and selfish command.

But Herbert announced it in the calmest of terms.

"Master, I..."

"Stop. I'm not discussing this with you; this is an order."

Herbert raised his hand to stop Flora's explanation, and said with a sneer, "Don't give me any of that nonsense about sacred oaths that can't be broken, it's useless."

“Others may not know the ropes and could be fooled by you, but I am a paladin, and I know more about this than you do.”

"Upholding oaths is indeed important, but it's not entirely without loopholes."

As long as you don't give up, there are always more solutions than problems!
"Putting everything else aside, as long as the god you believe in doesn't punish you, you won't be punished for breaking your oath even slightly."

That's exactly what I did!
Me...wait?

Why do I say that?
"……never mind."

Herbert stared at Flora and said slowly:
"I will forgive your retreat in the face of certain death, I will forgive your possessive thoughts towards me, I will forgive the thoughts in your heart..."

"I forgive you for all of this."

"However, I will never forgive you for taking it upon yourself to die for me."

"If you must die... then you can only die under my orders, understand?"

Flora had come to her senses by then, and upon hearing this, she gave a wry smile and said helplessly, "You won't issue that order, will you?"

"Well, that's hard to say, haha."

Herbert snorted and said with a sneer, "Maybe I'll go crazy one day."

The succubus smiled, shook her head slightly, let out a long breath, and chuckled, "Hehe, you won't, you... can't bear to."

"My master, the most greedy paladin in the world."

She lowered her head deeply and whispered her vow:

"I will always follow you, never betray you, and never leave you."

"And... I live for you."

"Until the death you desire separates us."

The boy laughed, extended his hand to her, and said leisurely, "I never expect any death."

"hehe."

The succubus paladin grasped that hand, rose with the help of her lord, and smiled gently, saying, "Then, we shall never be apart."

……

At that moment, listening to the conversation outside the wall, Kreti suddenly didn't want to go out anymore.

You'd better not drag me out.

I'm afraid of feeling awkward.

"hiss……"

She felt a little, no, completely unable to join the conversation!

You people, you people...

Don't you have any shame?!

What "never to be separated," what "listen to my words," what "until death do us part"...

I'm still here!

You! You! You!!!

How could you say such cheesy things?!
And...why so suddenly?

Why are you saying all this while I'm stuck in the wall?
Miss Devil expressed her confusion.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand at all.

Bored out of her mind, Kreti forced herself to focus on the dilapidated secret room in front of her.

She scanned the screen, but couldn't find anything to kill time, so she randomly pressed a button out of boredom.

Click.

At the same time, Herbert, who was about to give Kretty a couple of smacks on the buttocks as well, heard that chilling voice again.

[Attempting to connect to the main system.]

???

What the hell!

Kreti!
Don't press the buttons randomly!

[Due to unknown reasons, the main system cannot be detected... Connection failed.]

Click.

[Checking local system status, automatic search initiated... Search failed.]

Click.

[...Local storage logs found.]

[Play the experiment log.]

【"Mass Production Record of Beastmen"】

"Wait a minute, don't do anything rash... huh?"

Herbert, who was about to stop Flora from acting recklessly, paused.

A hoarse, deranged voice was heard slowly saying:

"My plan was rejected by the idiots in the royal court."

"Those idiots only know how to keep studying [that], trying to take the sacred tree to the sky, completely forgetting that they are still standing on the ground."

"madness!"

"They have forgotten where they belong."

"And those blasphemous bastards actually said I was the heretic!?"

"fart!"

"Them! How could those lowlifes possibly understand what I'm thinking?!"

"How could they possibly understand..."

The speaker paused, seemingly taking a long breath, before speaking in a deep voice:

"Furry is justice!"

This cry, seemingly emanating from the depths of the soul, utterly destroyed the entire atmosphere.

???

No, eh?

Bro, what's going on with you?
Wait a moment……