"Why do you want to carry you too?"
Don't you have legs?
...Hiss!
Hey, isn't this a coincidence?
She really doesn't have legs.
Upon hearing Herbert's words, Fremay snorted and said discontentedly, "You just left behind earlier."
Herbert was stunned for a mont, quickly realizing what Fremay was sulking about, and shook his head with so amusent:
"Don't be like that, I needed to hurry and help soone."
But Fremay wasn't accepting this explanation, pouting, "But you still left behind."
"Also, what did you an by 'too' earlier?"
Herbert imdiately fell silent, stepped forward, and without hesitation, picked up the rmaid lady in his arms.
"...Here, let carry you."
Once lifted by Herbert, Fremay's expression imdiately improved. She happily snuggled her cheek against Herbert, whom she had just cleaned.
"Hee hee."
Of course, she wasn't genuinely angry over sothing like that; she just wanted an excuse to stick to him.
Hee hee... he slls so nice.
Inhale—
After inhaling carefully, to avoid being obvious, Fremay changed the subject, "Ahem, what magical creature are you looking for next?"
Initially, Fremay worried that Herbert's strength might be exhausted under the continuous sieges.
But after Herbert cleared the third wave of Mist Ghost Wolves, Fremay noticed sothing was off.
Not only did Herbert not tire from the consecutive battles, but he also beca more and more spirited, fighting with increasing vigor.
According to her analysis, Herbert should have so special ability or tool with him.
Either the kind that gets more excited with battle or a type of magical artifact that gradually restores energy.
"No, we won't look for other magical creatures next. I've tested the effect already; no need to rush. Let's proceed to the next step directly."
By dealing with the Mist Ghost Wolves, Herbert roughly gauged the upper limit of his abilities.
The enhancent effect on the sa species peaks after hunting about a hundred or so. Beyond that, while there are still results, the improvents are negligible.
Rather than wasting ti on Middle Tier creatures, it's better to directly seek out High Tier or even more powerful creatures to gain abilities.
"What will we do next then?"
Holding the rmaid lady, Herbert asked:
"Fremay, if we are in a place where the Water Elent is very active, can you suppress a Legendary Level Divine Spirit artifact?"
"Suppress?"
Fremay raised an eyebrow, saying with so dissatisfaction, "Are you underestimating ?"
Herbert added, "No singing allowed. I still need to use it for sothing."
Even though it was unclear why the Holy Grail sought him out, there wasn't any sense of malice from it.
"Hmm? When did I say I'd use singing against it?"
Fremay lightly snorted, proudly lifting her chin, "Isn't it just a Divine Spirit artifact? It's not like I've never seen one in the sea!"
"Let's see what happens! Do you really think all I can do is sing?"
The proud rmaid princess confidently stated, "It definitely won't be my match!"
.
.
"Stop."
"You have crossed the line."
Outside the camp stood Centaur Sofia holding a spear, coldly addressing the lake water slowly encroaching her way:
"I've tolerated you several tis already, don't push your luck."
Sofia glared at the water that completely ignored her and couldn't help but grit her teeth.
What are you planning, you rascal?
Moving this way one mont and that way the next, what exactly do you want?
It had cald down for a while, leaving Sofia to think it might behave for so ti, but that soon proved wrong.
Why not go to soone else's territory and just wander around here?
Do you really think I have no temper!!?
Am I that easy to bully?
"Stop!!!"
"Don't co any closer, or I won't be rciful..."
But just as Sofia issued this cold threat, her expression suddenly changed, turning to look in another direction.
A mysterious force had intruded into her territory!
"Who is it!!?"
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