"Herbert, when Valentina wakes up, she really won’t notice anything?"
"Herbert, are you sure?"
"Herbert, say sothing!"
Fremay kept asking, trying to get a definite answer.
In the end, the ringleader of all this, the villain behind the scenes guiding the direction, was carelessly nonchalant: "Probably!"
Probably?
What do you an by "probably"?!!?
Fremay bit her lip hard, increasingly feeling uneasy, wishing to escape while she could.
She had been misled by her teammates, made a big mistake, and her teammates seed unreliable afterward.
Which giant dragon could ever be treated like a plant and watered?
It’s really horrifying...
After struggling for a while, Fremay finally managed to convince herself.
"Rember, if anything goes wrong, it was all your idea. I just succumbed to your force."
I was forced.
Yes, that’s how it was!
Herbert glanced sideways at the anxious rmaid girl, shrugged helplessly, and nodded: "Ah, yes, yes, it’s all my coercion."
That’s right, it was all !
Speaking of which, you’re so panicked now, weren’t you having fun just now?
You also helped water her!
Herbert and Fremay were really having a good ti just now.
After confirming that Valentina wouldn’t wake up, they both had a great ti washing the face of the sleeping Miss Hungry Dragon.
As for where the water ca from... um, don’t ask too much.
Anyway, rmaids can summon water elents, that’s reasonable, right?
And after doing such a disrespectful thing to a sleeping person, it’s quite reasonable for the rmaid girl to feel guilty and anxious!
...Right, right?
Yes, yes!
Don’t ask too much, just know it’s right.
But compared to the panicked Fremay, Herbert really didn’t think it was a big deal.
She doesn’t know Valentina’s nature, but Herbert does.
Miss Hungry Dragon is like a blank sheet of paper in many respects... well, a stack of blank papers, so pure.
As long as Herbert wants, he can paint any way he likes.
If he were more sinister, he could totally make Valentina his dark ideas’ sacrifice, and she’d probably be quite happy and cooperative.
It’s just that Herbert still retained a shred of conscience, not filling her with so dangerous knowledge.
But outside the untouchable bottom line, Herbert doesn’t hold back on so irrelevant little fun.
It’s not like playing so harmful ga; no big deal, really~
Besides, if it doesn’t work out... Just let Valentina retaliate later, won’t that be fine?
Let her wash your face too!
Perfect!
Plan successful!
Herbert already had a solution in mind, so calm.
He smiled at Fremay, gently patted the fishtail still wrapped around his waist, and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, don’t worry, you go back first, I’ll take care of the rest."
Squeak...
With a thought, the teleportation gate to the Deep Water Prison silently opened.
Just by getting in, criminal Fremay could escape the cri scene, leaving accomplice Herbert to face the music.
Faced with Herbert’s kindness, Fremay... of course, didn’t refuse.
She let out a long sigh of relief, raised her hand cheerfully, "Aweso! Herbert, you’re truly my hero."
The rmaid girl quickly turned her head, held Herbert’s cheeks, and gave a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"You’re the best!"
After showing affection, Fremay blew a kiss to Herbert and swam towards the teleportation gate.
"I’m outta here!"
Herbert stood dumbfounded, watching her seamless smooth operation, reacted, and couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.
"Hahaha."
Oh, Fremay, you timid little rmaid!
"By the way."
Just before entering the teleportation gate, the escaping rmaid girl stopped.
She turned back, hesitated for a mont, and without looking at Herbert’s eyes, said in a low voice, "Uh, that thing you ntioned earlier... I have no objection."
"Hmm, I’m okay, that’s it! I’m off!"
After speaking, she didn’t give Herbert ti to reply and dove straight into the gate, thoughtfully closing the door with her fishtail.
Clatter.
"...Pfft, haha."
Watching her flee in disarray made Herbert smile slightly, murmuring to himself, "I told you, you’d definitely enjoy this feeling."
Who could refuse such a thrilling thing?
After dealing with one side, Herbert stretched lazily.
Getting off the bed, he picked up the still sleeping Valentina and walked towards the big pot they prepared earlier...
That’s right, she’s going in the pot for a wash, anyway Miss Hungry Dragon isn’t afraid of the heat.
Just as Herbert was about to walk out of the room, he suddenly stopped.
"Hmm, now that I think about it, I wanted to ask when Fremay was still here..."
He turned his head and looked towards a corner of the room.
In that unnoticed corner, a small mirror leaned askew with its back to the bed.
Like it couldn’t bear to see, facing the corner in self-isolation.
"Was this mirror always here?" Herbert muttered to himself.
"..."
Herbert squinted at it for a while, then chuckled to himself, "If it’s there, I guess it’s ant to be, right?"
"Oh dear, our Miss Valentina really is so ssy, how could she just leave the mirror here?"
"It’s not like the mirror grew legs and ran there!"
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