But at this mont, what filled Luhier's heart was not any of this, but rather... anger.
"Don't, fear?"
Luhier suddenly broke free from Herbert's embrace and consciously flew several ters back.
She hovered in mid-air, staring at Herbert and slowly began to speak: "You tell not to fear? What... do you know?"
Her voice contained an unsettling, chilling anger that made the temperature of the entire Mirror Space drop significantly.
!!!
"Hiss!"
Lukalia, who was watching from the sidelines, flinched, silently floated her Ancient Mirror a bit farther away.
Not good, not good!
This guy seems really angry. Better keep a distance!
Lukalia thought silently, even harboring so unrealistic expectations — could she possibly tear this place apart?
But at the sa ti, as the person facing this burning rage, Herbert showed no sign of fear.
He floated quietly in place, bowing his head to feel the lingering warmth and coolness on his chest, and secretly chuckled.
Luhier was angry to the extre?
Losing control of her emotions?
No.
The truth is probably not like that.
When Luhier broke free, she didn't even use any force, nor did she push him away... Instead, she had actually retreated a few steps.
He was certain—her anger was rely a facade.
It's possible that not even Luhier herself was aware of the truth, instinctively masking her real emotions with tricks.
Herbert raised his eyes, looking at the visibly angry Fallen Angel, softly asked: "I don't know?"
"You don't know!"
The Fallen Angel roared without hesitation.
You have no idea what I saw.
You don't know what I've been through.
You don't know!
You don't know anything!!!
And facing her rising anger once again, Herbert seriously nodded and admitted: "That's right, you're correct, I don't know."
Crack.
Luhier tightly gritted her teeth: "Then why are you still saying things like..."
"But that's not my problem."
Herbert calmly interrupted her words, seriously stating: "It's your problem."
"... What are you saying? ?" Luhier felt sowhat ridiculously furrowing her brows.
What nonsense is he talking?
"Yes, it's you."
Herbert smiled and asked: "Do you think, I don't want to know?"
He fearlessly gazed quietly into the confused Fallen Angel's eyes, calmly said: "Precisely because you say nothing, that's why I know nothing."
"If you want to know, I can be a listener, listen to your troubles."
"But if you don't want to know, I can also be a Silent One, not asking about anything."
"Therefore, whether I can know your distress depends on your choice, not mine."
You talk, I listen.
You don't talk, I don't ask.
This is Herbert's way in interacting with others, in seeking while also offering due respect in certain special places.
"I! You..."
Having listened to these words, Luhier wanted to retort but hesitated as she opened her mouth.
What he said seems actually indisputable.
I am the one who is throwing a tantrum.
And Herbert took advantage of Luhier's silence, continued to say:
"In fact, I don't really care what you actually saw; I'm just concerned about your feelings."
"Whether the sun sets or not, I don't care."
Herbert, without arrogance or humility, no flattering gentleness of "benevolence" in his tone, even exuding a hint of light anger.
"If you don't need my concern, you can directly tell , I can also pretend I saw nothing and silently walk away."
If you need , I'll be here.
If you don't need , I can also leave.
"So, Luhier, now you can tell ."
He looked into Luhier's eyes, slowly asked: "Do you... need my concern or not?"
Certainly, in terms of strength, ten thousand Herberts could not compare to Luhier, and the gap between them is vast.
But at this mont, Herbert's aura overshadowed Luhier.
A mortal questioning an Angel.
And the Angel, as if avoiding that calm gaze, lowered her head, fell into silence.
"... "
Yes, Herbert knows nothing.
But he doesn't know because of her silence.
Yet Luhier also has her reasons.
What she saw in the mirror was too absurd.
Can't tell him, can't tell anyone.
If that future is known, it would only harm them.
... Not knowing is enough.
Precisely because he knows nothing, in treating her, he won't have any unnecessary thoughts.
"Why?"
Luhier slowly raised her head, looking at Herbert with complex eyes, softly asked: "Why do you go this far, knowing it's dangerous?"
Since you already understand this truth is dangerous, why not leave alone?
Luhier didn't directly answer Herbert's question, but not rejecting was an answer in itself.
"Heh."
Herbert's lips slightly curled with a smile and said: "Firstly, it's out of responsibility."
"As a Prison Warden, my mission is to reform you all, to lead you prisoners who have strayed back onto the right path."
"Secondly, out of concern for you."
"As a friend, caring for a friend's feelings isn't sothing strange, is it?"
The young man blinked, teasingly asked: "Or do you not think our relationship can be called friendship?"
Friends?
Luhier pursed her lips, lightly biting on her lower lip.
"... "
The Fallen Angel lady didn't hesitate long, voluntarily floated forward, returning to Herbert's front, lowered her head, softly spoke: "Sorry, I can't tell you anything about the prophecy I saw."
Herbert looked at her obedient manner, laughed.
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Saying so, he raised his hand, gently removed the veil obscuring Luhier's eyes.
"Look at ."
Herbert looked at the Fallen Angel who closed her eyes tightly, showing a sowhat panicked expression, earnestly said: "Luhier, open your eyes, look into my eyes."
"Rather than those unford futures, focus your gaze on the real present before you."
"I am right in front of you."
Upon saying this, Herbert ceased speaking, quietly awaited Luhier's reaction.
You open your eyes and look at , I don't believe your eyes are empty!
"... "
And Luhier, seemingly greatly impacted, her dense lashes slightly trembled, several tis tried to open her eyes.
She hesitated.
Can she truly reveal her most vulnerable side to him?
She is an Archangel, a Fallen rebelling against God, is... no, now she is nothing.
In this prison, she is just a prisoner.
And a prisoner showing their weak side to a Prison Warden seems nothing wrong with it.
Moreover, he is still...
Luhier made up her mind, abruptly opened her eyes.
In her unique eyes, countless pupils simultaneously gazed upon the smiling young man before her.
This young man was unlike everyone she had ever t.
Perhaps, she could truly reveal her softest side to him.
"Heh, you finally decided to look at ."
Herbert laughed lightly, then naturally opened his arms toward Luhier.
And the Fallen Angel lady this ti did not hesitate anymore, directly collided into the young man's embrace.
"He's right."
Luhier felt silently, whispered in her heart: "Compared to the prophecy, this warmth is the real reality."
anwhile, as Luhier was feeling emotional, Herbert turned his head, looked towards the reflection in the mirror.
"Speaking of which... there is soone else here."
The person in the mirror was now staring intriguingly at Herbert, as if having a thousand words to say.
"Heh."
The young man placed his index finger against his lips, secretly gestured a "quiet" sign to the Mirror Elf, and winked.
At this ti, don't get involved.
Just watch quietly from the side.
And rember not to make a sound~
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