Fremay looked at Herbert seriously and said solemnly:
"I don't know what that gentleman promised you, but you must understand that it's a ga between the Saint and the Divine Spirit. You'd better not get too involved."
The matter at hand seed very clear to her.
Herbert cos from the Mist Monastery, and which Saint could be in the monastery?
The Mist Archbishop!
The very one who suppressed her directly without even a eting, capturing her personally into the Third Commandnt Hall.
And that Archbishop, obviously, had deceived the hero he chose!
Not only using Herbert as a pawn, making him establish a territory in such a dangerous place, but also forcing him to further explore and expand deeper.
It's simply too much!
How can they treat my hero like this?
The more Fremay thought about it, the more she felt it was the truth, and the more she thought about it, the more her heart ached.
My poor hero!
She grasped Herbert's palm and said grimly, "Herbert, if you don't want to, we can choose to escape!"
Let's escape!
Escape from the clutches of the sinister Archbishop!
"Although doing so will certainly encounter great dangers, as long as we work together, we can definitely make it!"
Fremay was ready, even prepared to sacrifice herself at a crucial mont—just like the princesses in stories who sacrifice for the hero!
"...Uh?"
Frankly, her heartfelt words were indeed moving, but also very bewildering.
Herbert: ?
From what you say... Am I being persecuted?
By whom?
By the Archbishop?
In your eyes, am I such a small, innocent character?
And just before Fremay got even more deeply imrsed, Herbert hurriedly interrupted: "Ahem! Wait a minute, you've misunderstood! Things aren't as you think."
"Huh?"
The rmaid lady, who was ready with six or seven sacrifice plans and touching farewell speeches before sacrificing, was taken aback.
"Eh?"
It's not as I thought?
"Really not! Uh... how about this, I'll prove it to you."
Herbert knew she wouldn't easily believe him, so he helplessly stood up from the water and walked onto the grass.
"Prove? How will you prove it?"
"Just watch."
He determined the direction, then knelt on one knee facing north, with an expression of devotion and tranquility in his eyes, silently beginning to pray.
And the surrounding air seed to feel his deep faith, quietly undergoing changes.
Fremay noticed the changes around her and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Herbert is praying?
To which Divine Spirit?
Suddenly, as if summoned by so mysterious power, the dew on the grass began to crystallize into frost flowers.
Before long, snowflakes began to fall from the grass and floated into the air.
The gathered snow and ice started to flow gently, ice and snow jumping and spinning like lively elves.
And from the vortex of ice and snow, a petite figure quietly erged.
Her figure was graceful and sacred, like an elf born from ice and snow. A soft and mysterious light emanated from her, casting a dreamlike glow over the land.
This ti, the Ice and Snow Goddess did not use the form of a Snow Elf but chose her "true form."
Perhaps she learned her lesson; she didn't project too much power this ti, and her current shape was only the size of an ordinary house cat.
The white cat made of ice crystals raised her head, surveyed the surroundings, and then gave a slight snort.
"It seems you've indeed found a good place."
The Ice and Snow Goddess remained as arrogant as ever, completely ignoring the srized rmaid beside her, focusing solely on Herbert.
To be honest, being summoned this ti did surprise her a little.
She hadn't expected Herbert to actually find a survivable environnt in such a Divine Forbidden Area.
Although now it seed as though there was nothing here, she could feel more than mortals; the rules of this land had quietly changed.
It no longer belongs to the Misty Mountains, but solely to the young man before her.
Even though the Cold Winter Goddess had ordered not to send avatars to such places, who cares about her!
She's not my mother!
I won't listen! I won't listen! I just won't!
She felt a bit panicked initially, but after realizing the rules here didn't belong to the Misty Mountains anymore, she regained her pride.
The Misty Mountains are off-limits, but this place isn't the Misty Mountains!
So I'm not wrong!
No one can punish for this kind of thing!
And after successfully summoning the little ice cat, Herbert stood up and smiled at her.
"Thank you for the complint; I'll na this place Elda."
"Elda? Hmm, not a bad na."
After casually responding, the Ice and Snow Goddess found herself interested in other matters.
"So, are you summoning this ti because you've decided to be my devotee?"
She truly wanted Herbert to beco her devotee.
Especially after being reprimanded by the Cold Winter Goddess over Herbert's matter, her rebellious spirit was even more fired up.
Didn't you scold over such a thing?
Hmph.
Then I'll make him my devotee!
But unfortunately, the Ice and Snow Goddess was destined for long-lasting disappointnt.
Whether this ti, the next, or the ti after that, Herbert would not beco her devotee.
He shook his head and respectfully said, "Sorry, I still have no such intention."
The Ice and Snow Goddess snorted angrily, swinging her tail hard against the ground.
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