"Wait a minute!"
Herbert held the giant egg in both hands, raising it high like "Simba," trying to deliver it to Fremay’s side.
"This really isn’t a giant dragon’s dragon egg!"
Look at it!
Turn around and look at !
Open your eyes and see!
I don’t believe you can’t see anything—
"Fremay! It’s really not what you think! Listen to explain!"
But Fremay looked resistant, swimming around in midair, dodging Herbert everywhere, covering her ears and mumbling, "I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to hear it..."
I don’t care, this is your child with Valentina!
Don’t co looking for , just go with that giant dragon!
Hmph!
Not looking, not listening, not stopping.
She floated around midair like a fish without support, like a ghost full of resentnt.
Of course, Fremay wasn’t an idiot, not soone who couldn’t discern the truth.
In fact, shortly after her shocked subconscious questioning, she already realized the problem.
Firstly, that wasn’t a dragon egg.
Secondly, she didn’t feel Valentina or Herbert’s aura on this giant egg.
Oops!
This is awkward.
She already lost her temper, but it seed the other party wasn’t at fault, and she was completely being unreasonable.
This situation was like an argunt between two people, realizing your own mistake halfway through the fight.
At this point, it’s impossible to turn back!
Admitting a mistake at this stage is like slapping yourself in the face.
Slap, slap, right on the face.
This is why "knowing you’re wrong yet continuing to pretend nothing happened" happens.
So, after so internal struggle, Fremay chose—pretend nothing happened.
I thought of nothing!
That is a dragon egg.
You can never wake soone pretending to sleep—especially in the presence of others.
If there were no other spectators, just the two of them, Fremay would undoubtedly not be so stubborn, and her deanor would beco very soft and gentle.
Lowering her head, admitting fault, acting coy a little, leveraging her soft-spoken nature, and the matter would be over.
But now there were too many spectators, those priestesses who had just arrived were all watching.
She also cared about saving face!
And during this ga of cat and mouse, Herbert actually noticed Fremay’s little secret.
Because if Fremay were really angry and determined to escape, he wouldn’t be able to catch up.
The fact that he managed to catch up only showed how guilty she felt inside.
She was hiding sothing!
You tricky rmaid!
Though Fremay was stubborn over there, Herbert didn’t really mind her actions.
In fact, he found it quite enjoyable.
He wasn’t burdened by the pride of a lord and didn’t find it embarrassing, happily playing along with her antics.
If others wanted to watch, let them watch.
The more they watched, the more they beca an indispensable part of this play!
Herbert wanted to see how hard Fremay could hold her stance?
Let her make a fuss.
The more trouble you make now, the humbler you’ll have to be when you secretly apologize to tonight.
Don’t ask why you need to show your belly when apologizing; you know in your heart why.
Idol, you chose it yourself.
"This beautiful lady, please listen to my explanation."
"I don’t want to listen, I don’t want to listen, I don’t want to listen—"
The two of them chased each other for ages, neither getting tired, and the onlookers were thoroughly entertained.
But, as the key part of their play—"the illegitimate egg" started getting impatient.
Duang!
It suddenly shook, breaking free from Herbert’s hand, landing on the ground.
Its tail flicked on the ground and the entire egg swiftly darted towards the spring at the center of the territory.
Bounce~ bounce~ bounce~
The giant egg, watched by all, leapt high, spun three and a half tis in the air, and landed squarely in the spring.
Splash!
It sank a bit, then quickly floated back up, lazily bobbing on the water’s surface.
The tail behind it gently wagged, letting it control its direction while floating.
It had escaped the evil clutches, comfortably soaking in the hot spring, but left others with no show to watch.
Especially Herbert, who was about to reach Fremay, ready to shove the egg into her arms.
He was so close to success, but now the thing in his hand sprouted a tail and ran off.
All he could do was et the rmaid’s eyes, glaring at each other in awkward silence.
Fremay: What do we do now?
Herbert: I have no idea either.
"..."
"..."
Herbert maintained his posture of holding with outstretched hands, seemingly about to assault Fremay...
Then, Herbert actually went through with it.
Just "seeming" was pointless.
He could make it real!
Jab.
"Ah!?"
The sudden side attack made the rmaid girl shudder, her tail straightened, and her arms awkwardly shielded the front.
"You, you, you!!?"
Her upper half turned a bright red from the neck up at an astonishing speed, looking at Herbert incredulously.
She nervously glanced around, realizing everyone’s attention was on the giant egg, no one noticing Herbert’s subtle little gesture.
"Phew..."
Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, about to complain about his actions,
You are too forward, there are so many people around!
But before she could open her mouth, she t his playful gaze, and the words got stuck in her throat.
"Uh!"
Could it be he had actually figured everything out?
Herbert smiled in response to her evasive, uncertain glance, raising his hand to make an up-and-down pressing motion.
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