No matter what I originally thought, there is only one answer now.
"I am a betrayer."
Svanni straightened her body and calmly gazed at Herbert.
"Just like everyone in the Moore clan, the blood of betrayal also flows in my veins."
In ancient Elvish, Moore can be referred to as "betrayer."
The Moore clan is the descendants of betrayers.
"This is the destiny of the Moore clan—’The bloodline of betrayers shall never end.’
Each of us will ultimately beco betrayers, betraying the trust and emotions of others, the clan, and... destiny."
In the ancient legends of the Moore clan, every clan mber will eventually betray.
Whether it’s betraying others or themselves.
So who exactly did Svanni betray now?
Was it Herbert who once believed in her?
Or was it herself who once planned to turn a blind eye to everything happening to the clan?
Perhaps only she knows the answer—or perhaps she herself is confused about what she’s doing.
There is simply a voice in her heart, constantly urging Svanni to make such a choice.
"...Phew."
After Svanni finished explaining, Herbert let out a long breath and nodded.
His expression was calm, as if he neither agreed nor disagreed with Svanni’s words, then he asked again, "Alright, I’ve heard enough of the boring excuses, so what’s the real reason?"
Herbert didn’t believe her "explanation" from the start.
What was she jabbering about?
He wasn’t listening.
No matter how many reasons she gave, they were all aningless!
He only knew he was discarded as a burden.
And that made him very unhappy.
I may be weak now, but you didn’t have to say it out loud.
This unnecessary concern provoked his rebellious ntality.
Here we go again?
"..."
Svanni was slightly silent at Herbert’s indifferent attitude, moved her lips, then shook her head and said softly, "Herbert, please stop."
"I have reasons that must drive to do this, but you all are just innocent people deceived by to co here."
"Please stay here, you can safely wait for everything to end."
Perhaps feeling that her previous words were not strong enough, Svanni switched to a rather harsh way of speaking.
"As weaklings, please understand your own abilities, this is the best choice for you."
Weaklings should know how to survive as weaklings, rather than trying to act strong and then et their end miserably.
"Hey, you Elf."
However, this ti before Herbert could speak, Eliza cut in unhappily, "Weakling this, weakling that, doing it for our own good, you’re really arrogant!"
"If you’re really that confident, let’s have a fight right now!"
No one was surprised that Eliza reacted this way.
Herbert’s arrogance was hidden within, while Eliza’s was openly displayed.
Rebellious, eyes looking down on others.
Although most of the ti in front of Herbert, she is both proud and suffering, making herself look like a little female brat actively throwing herself at him.
She indeed had the capital for her arrogance.
Though she couldn’t be tough in front of Herbert, she was quite a terrifying Vampire Prince to others.
But Svanni paid no mind to Eliza, her gaze still fixed on Herbert.
She knew that the decision-maker right now was only Herbert.
As long as Herbert accepted her advice, even if Eliza was displeased, she would follow Herbert’s orders and back down obediently.
And as all eyes fell on him, Herbert reacted.
He slowly walked to the barrier at the entrance of the Bell Tower and placed his hand on the semi-transparent rune wall.
When his palm touched the barrier, it erupted with flickering sparks.
Ssssss——
"What?!"
In the shocked gaze of Svanni, Herbert’s palm embedded half an inch but couldn’t press further.
How did he do it?
He actually ignored the barrier’s resistance!
No, that’s not right.
Svanni noticed the detail—Herbert’s hand was charred black—he did not completely ignore it but was forcefully enduring it.
This was even more astounding.
Does this an that his body was already like that of a Legendary Magic Knight?
A Magic Knight, a dual-class profession able to both cast spells and fight in close combat, was a popular advancent choice for many Paladins after reaching Legendary level.
And now, Herbert, with his High Tier strength, managed to accomplish the sa feat as a Legendary Magic Knight!?
After sampling without satisfactory results, Herbert withdrew his hand.
He placed his hand behind his back and calmly gazed at "Vilamay" behind the barrier, locking eyes with the soul inside her body.
A mont later, the boy smiled and spoke softly:
"I don’t know what secret you’re hiding in your heart, nor do I care about what you discovered, but since I’ve chosen to walk with you, I won’t allow you to abandon and run away halfway."
"Whether you choose to act as a hero on your own or break your faith to beco a deserter, it’s not allowed."
"Let reiterate, I dislike placing my fate in the hands of others."
"I dislike surviving on soone else’s benevolence."
Herbert was arrogant; he disliked others treating him with an even more arrogant attitude.
Never liked it before, don’t like it now, and won’t like it in the future.
"Let handle it, regardless of the result, I can accept it with ease."
"But if you expect to give up halfway, sorry, I can’t accept that."
He stared intently into Svanni’s eyes, seriously saying, "So, step aside for ."
Let through.
"...Truly defeated by you."
Svanni held her ground for a mont, ultimately looked away, sighed in resignation, and said helplessly, "Why can’t you understand? I really don’t intend to harm you..."
Herbert laughed, blinked, and said, "Of course, I understand your good intentions, which is why I absolutely can’t agree."
"After all, I have to treat everyone equally."
Can’t show favoritism, that would an deliberately targeting soone.
Hearing this, Svanni chuckled bitterly, unable to refrain from remarking, "Your personality is truly... arrogant."
Herbert shrugged, accepting the assessnt, then said, "Since you already understood, resisting further is aningless."
Go ahead and surrender; there’s no point.
"No, I must decline."
But Svanni still chose to refuse, though this ti her expression wasn’t as cold as before.
She raised her hand, gently placing it on the barrier, aligning it with Herbert’s hand.
The Dark Elf smiled, whispering softly: "Sir Herbert, thank you for being willing to trust ."
"In my long life, you are the only one who doesn’t think I’m crazy and is willing to communicate with for so long."
"You are unique, and your secrets intrigue greatly."
"It would have been nice if we had t in another way."
She smiled.
A lighthearted smile with an attitude Herbert couldn’t quite comprehend.
That expression looked as though she had finally let go of sothing.
"By the way..."
"The phrase you once said ’do it for ,’ asking to betray my family—I quite liked it."
"And now, I shall do as you wish."
Svanni chuckled, voicing her current and only wish.
"Betray Stella, kill my only kin."
After saying that, Svanni released her hand with an at-ease deanor and strode towards the secret passage.
Herbert, this ti, held back any words of retention, sowhat dazedly watching her depart step by step.
As her figure finally disappeared, Svanni turned back and gently said, "The barrier will unlock in an hour, then you can enter the laboratory to hide."
"Herbert, I hope we can et again one day."
"Please strive to survive..."
"Do it for ."
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