The nun instinctively tried to exert force, but couldn’t pull it out at all!
Finally, the nun cald down a bit, realized her abrupt behavior, and turned her head, whispering, "...Who?"
"It’s , don’t be alard."
Herbert winked at her with a smile and then turned to give a slight smile to the anxious crowd.
"You all seem a bit tense? Is it a bad ti for to be here?"
Clang, clang, clang...
Earlier, when they suddenly realized Herbert had appeared, many instinctively drew their weapons, only to awkwardly sheathe them now.
His snow-white hair was too distinctive, and they imdiately recognized the young man’s identity in front of them.
Herbert.
The very person they were discussing had appeared.
Everyone instinctively felt a sense of embarrassnt, and several awkwardly averted their eyes.
It was the embarrassnt of talking behind soone’s back and then getting caught by that person.
Herbert, however, didn’t care about their awkwardness and released the nun’s wrist, nodding at Fao, who had abruptly stood up from the ground.
"Feeling better?"
Fao stood straight, ignoring others’ gazes, and solemnly said:
"Lord Herbert! You have returned, thanks to your blessing; all of us are safe and sound!"
Herbert chuckled at his serious deanor, waved a hand, and asked, "So, what are you all up to now?"
"I rember, I never asked you all to let win the championship, did I?"
What is going on here?
Who’s trying to bestow the imperial robe upon ?
You guys, you’re really putting in a tight spot!
Ahem.
Jokes aside, Herbert was genuinely puzzled.
The most crucial point... how do I not know I joined a demon hunt?
I didn’t even register!
"Your lordship, you didn’t say so, but we all unanimously believe this honor should belong to you."
Fao spoke seriously, and the other four silently nodded in agreent.
Though Fao proposed it, everyone else chose to concur.
"After all, if it weren’t for you, the five of us would probably all be..."
They weren’t fools and clearly understood that the sudden retreat of the Mist Ghost Wolves wasn’t a coincidence and that there must be a reason.
And shortly after the wolf retreat, Herbert appeared before them, which spoke volus.
It was Herbert who helped them drive away the Mist Ghost Wolves!
This reasoning can be said to be wrong in process but correct in the end result.
The turmoil of the Mist Ghost Wolves was caused by Herbert, and it ended because of him.
As the rescued survivors, they felt this honor should be given to Herbert, who helped them.
Reasonable.
Although they were eager to gain a chance to contact the Archbishop, they eventually chose to do so.
Fao bowed his head deeply to Herbert, sincerely saying, "Please do not refuse, this is our heartfelt..."
Herbert: "I refuse."
!!?
"What did you say? Why are you refusing?"
Fao suddenly raised his head, looking at Herbert in confusion, only to find him shrug indifferently.
"Because it doesn’t an anything to ."
Herbert chuckled lightly, "I don’t think taking away sothing that rightfully belongs to soone else would make happy."
Well... maybe, maybe not?
These kinds of things should be discussed case by case.
Fao blinked blankly, sowhat puzzled, asking, "But..."
"There’s no ’but’ about it."
Herbert coolly waved his hand, interrupting Fao’s words, and said flatly, "This matter is settled, nothing to discuss."
"Fao, your flaw is your inability to communicate in advance with others."
"Whether it’s your previous reckless sacrifice or this decision you’re making for , it’s the sa idea."
"Your actions, though not malicious, may not be good for others."
Forcing affection is inadvisable.
Herbert’s words silenced Fao, who suddenly realized he might have made a mistake again.
Committed the sa mistake once more.
After a gentle rebuke, Herbert’s tone returned to its forr warmth.
"Alright, lift your head, I’m not blaming you."
"Although I refuse, your intentions do indeed touch deeply."
He patted Fao on the shoulder, then smiled at the other four.
"This is your deserved reward, no need to doubt, just accept it with ease."
"You are the true champions."
Herbert smiled, casually waved his hand, turned around, and left a sentence behind.
"Besides, if I want to et him... haha, it doesn’t need to be so complicated."
et him?
et who?
The seemingly casual words held deep aning, prompting everyone present to ponder.
After leaving a thought-provoking statent, Herbert cheerfully walked towards the silently observing Knight Commander.
Hehe~
You guys still don’t understand well enough.
If there’s sothing else to fight over with you guys, I might be interested.
But this?
Fighting for a chance to et with Old Deng?
Kidding, am I crazy?
Herbert ca before the Rusted Nail Bishop and slightly bowed to him.
"Your Excellency, I have returned."
"Hmm..."
The Rusted Nail Bishop stared at Herbert, scrutinized him carefully, slowly nodded, and then, unusually, revealed a satisfied smile.
"Good, you truly kept your promise back then."
After Herbert’s return, there was an obvious change in him, seemingly more mature, shedding a bit of childishness, gaining a sharp edged deanor.
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