In that imperceptible dark space, a handso young man with magnificent white hair was doing sothing quite abstract with his excellent face.
He was hugging the tail of a Monster Girl and biting it again and again.
Of course, what Herbert wanted was Demon Material, not to fulfill so dream of licking a snake girl's tail...really, it wasn't.
Because if he really wanted to lick it, he could just ask Teresa, and she probably wouldn't refuse.
Exactly.
Therefore, Herbert's reckless and suicidal actions at this mont had no other aning, it was purely a helpless act to collect materials.
At this mont, his eyes held no desire for the snake tail, only a thirst for Demon Material.
Ability!
New abilities!
Epic Level new blessings!!!
For that beautiful new power, Herbert risked being beaten by the Ashen Bishop and bit down hard.
Biting the tail.
Ah—snap!
However, since he couldn't break through the scales' defense, in essence, Herbert's action wasn't "biting" but rather constantly "sucking."
Slurp slurp slurp...
Besides making the Ashen Bishop feel ticklish, it didn't cause any substantial harm—except for ntal damage.
In causing ntal damage, the effect was exceptional!
Herbert had almost broken through the Ashen Bishop's ntal barriers.
Slurp slurp slurp...
"..."
And the Ashen Bishop, upon realizing that shaking her tail with force didn't remove this reckless, damned guy, fell completely silent.
Forcing it off would certainly succeed.
But then the Knight Commander would discover the truth.
And if she didn't shake it off, she would have to continue to endure.
"Huff...ha!"
She suddenly cald down, took a deep breath, and sighed deeply.
Without raising her head, she weakly waved her hand at the Knight Commander, making a shooing motion.
"...Uh."
Though the Knight Commander understood, he didn't dare to leave directly.
After hesitating for a mont, he grit his teeth and cautiously asked, "Your Excellency, about the selection of candidates? How should that be decided?"
The Ashen Bishop's hair, hidden in the shadow, twitched slightly, then she suppressed it forcefully.
"You!"
She paused, swallowing back a nearly blurted-out curse, then slowly said, "...I said, you decide on the candidates."
"Anyone will do."
"A Legendary Paladin who worships the Sun God is fine, a Martial Monk who doesn't is also okay, even a Punishnt Nun from the Judgent Hall, you can arrange as you see fit."
"Understand?"
She suppressed her fury, lowered her head, and spoke word by word.
You fool, didn't I make myself clear before? Could there be another aning?
Are you deliberately trying to annoy together with that idiot Herbert?
Now that idiot Herbert has been punished, do you want to end up like him too?
Though she couldn't shake him off, the snake tail had tightly wrapped around Herbert's waist, gradually tightening like a threat.
If you don't behave, I'll get serious!
Crunch crunch...
As the long snake tail gradually tightened, Herbert's body emitted slight cracking sounds.
But even so, "on the brink of death" Herbert continued to suck passionately without a care.
Slurp slurp slurp—
He even licked more vigorously!
Where others feel fear, I feel excitent!
This thrill of a death crisis, it's truly exhilarating.
Feeling this, the Ashen Bishop felt more speechless than ashad or angry.
She was so mad she started to laugh, letting out cold chuckles: "Hehe, heh, hehehehe..."
"Alright, alright, is that how it is?"
The Knight Commander silently took a step back, noticing that the Ashen Bishop was on the edge of an outburst.
Still, despite this, he once again mustered the courage to speak, "No, Your Excellency, what I an is... I do have so candidates in mind now, but I need to consider further."
"Your Excellency, please listen to my reasons first."
To avoid being directly rejected, he quickly explained, "This ti, I want to send a Cultivator who isn't Legendary."
"Whether the Sun Church intends to obtain the Sun Battle Armor or seize the opportunity to make us take a stand... we shouldn't agree to their request too easily."
His expression remained as stern as ever—for so reason, at this mont, it seed particularly tense.
The Knight Commander silently took another step back and said, "We should show our stance."
"Even though we're lending out the armor, it must be worn by our own Cultivator, whose strength will not exceed Legendary."
He slightly curled the corner of his mouth in a sneer, "In this way, we can silently express our protest."
Supporting their actions?
From the standpoint of eting their request, the Mist Monastery is giving them face.
Not supporting?
From the perspective of the chosen candidate, that's also true.
Don't you want soone?
Fine, we give you one, a pretty but useless vase.
Complain?
What do you have to complain about?
We sent the support Cultivator you asked for, and we allowed him to bring the armor you wanted to borrow; what more could you fault us for?
The Knight Commander quietly retreated another step, solemnly saying:
"We must establish to the Sun Church that the Mist Monastery is not a subsidiary of the Sun Church."
"It wasn't in the past, and it won't be in the future."
"They must understand that we support you rely because we're on the sa side, willing to stand with you to protect justice."
"But beyond that, your struggle with other deities is none of our business."
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