"Master, I did indeed hear a sound coming from another part of the prison."
Flora frowned slightly and said, sowhat uncertainly, "But I'm not sure if that's a hymn."
Even the knowledgeable Demon Sage couldn't confirm whether that language, full of blasphemy and fallenness, could be called a hymn.
"Different from other hymns?"
"Different, completely different, the lyrics are full of blasphemy and mockery towards the Divine Spirit."
Fallen hymn?
Herbert raised an eyebrow, his heart slightly stirred.
The last hymn he heard, although brainwashing, was no different from any other hymn, all praising and glorifying the Divine.
But now, Flora was saying the lyrics had changed... and it seed there was a slight difference from the brainwashing rhythm he heard last ti.
"Do you still rember what the lyrics said?"
Unexpectedly, Flora hesitated at this mont, thinking seriously for a mont, then shook her head uncertainly.
"… No, I can't quite recall the specific content."
"I have a huge aversion to that sound itself, just hearing it makes feel agitated."
She doesn't rember?
If it was only a slight surprise before, the current discovery indeed shocked Herbert greatly.
Even a legendary-level Demon couldn't rember what was heard?
The Fallen Angels' power might be higher than he imagined, or perhaps… before her fall, her rank was not low.
So the question is, how did I rember those lyrics?
Could it be...
I was originally a one-in-a-million Priest prodigy?
["! It was ! Can't you think of in tis like this!!!"]
The Harmonious God interjected discontentedly, the tendrils in the shadows vigorously poking Herbert's shoe sole.
I!
It was my doing!
Aren't you pretending not to rember just to ss around?
… Hey, it actually is!
"Heh, getting anxious, don't be, just joking."
["Huh!"]
Herbert was very clear that most of the special points he possessed were due to his alliance with Nenasha.
Reliant on Nenasha's power, he was able to acquire special abilities from Monster Girls, and also have what he has today.
The two were able to reach this point because both their powers are indispensable.
After ssing around and then comforting Nenasha slightly, Herbert continued pondering the problem at hand.
Should I pretend not to see it?
Or choose to directly call for reinforcents?
Or take on so risk and et her first?
After a mont of silence, Herbert shook his head, finally nodded firmly, and sighed inwardly:
"… I still have to et her."
That Fallen Angel is dangerous.
This is beyond doubt.
Even if she might not harbor malice towards him, her existence itself is a threat to Herbert's life.
Not to ntion, there's no way to confirm her attitude now.
For Herbert, at this mont, the Fallen Angel was entirely a mysterious and dangerous explosive.
If possible, he didn't want to engage with her so soon, but she seed unwilling to let him go easily.
If there was only one or two unusual movents, perhaps it was just an accident.
But repeated unusual movents were undoubtedly sending a ssage to the outside world or, more specifically, to Herbert.
"I want to see you…?"
Herbert analyzed the current situation, unable to resist raising an eyebrow.
So heavy!
To be honest, before this, he had never t such a passionate Monster Girl prisoner.
All the previous Monster Girls, whether it was the already captured and loyal Valentina or the almost conquered Fremay, did not have a good attitude at first.
No, it's not completely without, there was indeed a Monster Girl full of desire for him.
But that was Elisa coveting his blood… she was lusting after his body!
By the way, after spending so ti together, her image in Herbert's mind had completely shattered.
From the sowhat prestigious Vampire Prince evolved into a complete codic character, knowing only to sip that bit of Holy Blood every day.
Truly too fallen.
A disgraceful, useless Vampire!
As for whether this Fallen Angel would show Herbert any emotions other than malice?
Herbert couldn't be sure.
But since she so passionately invited him, if he doesn't go, he's afraid others will laugh at him.
This is the Third Commandnt Hall, she's the prisoner, and he's the Prison Warden.
What reason does a Prison Warden have to fear a prisoner?
When he was weak, Herbert didn't dare to choose, choosing ant death.
But now, his power has vastly differed from the past, if he still doesn't dare to choose, then wouldn't his strength growth be in vain?
Impossible.
Brave the charge!
Let et her!
I have to see how many eyes she has!
However, after finalizing his impending reckless plan, Herbert did not choose to go directly imdiately.
Brave as he may be, he's not going to throw his life away.
Better make more preparations.
This is definitely not cowardice, this is — caution!
"Flora, can you grant protection? For ntal safeguard."
The petite Enchanting Demon blinked, realizing sothing, she looked at Herbert and frowned, asking: "You're going to see that guy?"
Herbert nodded, calmly saying:
"So the sooner I face it, since she's inviting like this, I should at least go take a look."
Seeing that Herbert had made up his mind, Flora shook her head, not persuading further, but instead asked about another matter:
"But, do you really want to bless you? You're a Paladin, aren't you?"
She pointed at herself, then at the Holy Mark on the back of Herbert's hand, and spread her hands.
She said nothing, yet seed to have said everything.
Is this appropriate?
A demon and a Paladin, such a combination isn't exactly fire and water, but it's definitely a face-to-face life-or-death feud.
Let bless you is one thing, but… can you truly bear the cost of a demon's blessing?
Do you want to beco a Fallen seduced by a demon?
However, Herbert seed quite unconcerned about this.
You think you can make fall?
Heh.
Comparing our skills in falling, yours might not even rival mine.
Sis, you still need more training!
He pursed his lips, then asked back: "Flora, are you evil?"
The Demon frowned, shaking her head firmly, saying, "I don't think I am."
In her life, apart from her birth, she's basically had nothing to do with evil.
Even when she incited those slaves to revolt back then, she had her own persistence.
Although many slaves died because of it, she didn't think she did anything wrong.
"Then isn't it settled?"
Seeing him so steadfast, Herbert smiled too, spreading his hands and laughing:
"To have a powerful presence that doesn't belong to evil bless , what's the problem?"
No problem, right?
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