If she falls straight down like this, her face will have a very intimate hard contact with the ground.
It might not hurt much, but the humiliation in it is self-explanatory.
Plop.
"No!"
Fortunately, a certain morally bankrupt Paladin wasn't so heartless and reached out a hand to catch her midway.
"You..."
After catching Miss Devil, Herbert acted exceptionally gentlemanly, without being presumptuous, and directly put her down, while unlocking the Sealing Chain Turtle Shell Bind on her body...
When the seal was lifted, magic power returned to Klay's body, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew..."
After recovering, Kreti glared at Herbert and muttered, "Don't think you can just brush this off because you helped !"
You just stood by watching the fun for a long ti.
I've made a note of this grudge!
"Yes, sure, however you want to take your revenge, it's up to you." Herbert laughed heartily, not taking her threat to heart.
Throwing out so empty threats is also a sign of being shy.
This interaction between the Demon and the devil is quite interesting, surprisingly similar in certain ways, both easily embarrassed, and each has their own unique way of hiding awkward shyness.
Kreti snorted softly at Herbert's nonchalant attitude, feeling slightly relieved.
At this mont, what she needed was not the other party's concern and apology.
Herbert's attitude, instead, helped Miss Devil calm down.
She sat down on the bronze throne, restored to her usual look, and asked with a soft smile, "Since you're back, it looks like the matter is resolved."
Seeing her change the subject, Herbert stopped teasing and nodded, "Everything went smoothly enough, the information you provided was spot on."
"Of course!" Kreti humd proudly, puffing out her chest.
And Herbert smiled and nodded at her proud look.
When adventuring in the Dark Territory, an important part was the information Kreti extracted from the mind of the Frost Crystal noble about the slave convoy.
It was with this information that he could use others' credit to set up such a "slave convoy" without any hands.
But actually, disguising as a slave convoy wasn't necessary; they had many ways to sneak in.
Opting to play a slave convoy was actually to test the accuracy and authenticity of the information Kreti provided.
And judging from this result, she passed this test successfully.
Kreti, with her chin raised, looked at Herbert's smiling face and snorted internally, also knowing Herbert had so doubts about her abilities previously.
But this was not a problem for Miss Devil, not feeling belittled.
Between beings, there must be mutual suspicion, mutual doubt, mutual scheming... such souls are truly delicious.
"Speak up, what soul do you want to read this ti?"
Kreti didn't bother with politeness, directly reaching out her hand to Herbert and huffing, "Enough nonsense, hurry and hand it over."
Since Herbert let Flora leave, leaving them alone, there must be a new task for her.
Rather than resisting, she was sowhat excited about it!
For a Devil like her, reading souls is a delightful process.
And Herbert didn't give any hypocritical argunt; instead, he took out a Soul Crystal Stone.
"This ti, I'm giving you the soul of a Demon Race half-blood."
"Hmm!!?"
The once arrogant Miss Devil widened her eyes upon hearing the word "Demon," lowering her crossed legs and looking excitedly at the crystal in Herbert's hand.
"Demon?"
Herbert saw her expression change, knowing she was intrigued, and smiled, "Moreover, it's a pseudo-Legendary soul."
This ti it's still a pseudo-Legendary!
"An evil soul that has reigned over the Chaos Camp for three hundred years."
As Herbert explained, Miss Devil's expression grew even more delighted.
The last ti she was tasked with reading those common noble souls, she found unexpected pleasure in her long, boring days.
Now with a pseudo-Legendary soul, she wondered how much joy she'd extract from reading three hundred years of history.
Herbert watched Kreti with a radiant smile, and softly asked, "So? Is it to your taste?"
"Very nice... uh."
Kreti instinctively replied but quickly realized her excitent, lightly coughing and pretending to be calm as she asked, "Just tell , what do you want in return?"
So, what's the price?
"Oh, don't talk about the price! It feels so distant, making it seem like our relationship isn't good." Herbert waved his hand, denying Kreti's statent about being distant.
Ignoring Miss Devil's "cold" disdainful look, he smiled, "I'm giving you this soul as a gift, not asking for any return."
"I just hope you can keep an eye out for one thing in this guy's mory, you'll probably encounter a Mage from the Witch Association."
"I want the details on that person: how did he et that Mage? How did he contact him? All these details, help sort them out."
Back then, Herbert had Nenasha leave the soul of that Furious one, precisely to figure this out.
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