Nenasha sensed Herbert's physical state and couldn't help but tease: ["What are you doing? Need to step in? Even if I don't help you, you'll be just fine!"]
My dear ally, what are you doing?
Are you in pain?
No, you're not in pain!
You're completely fine, aren't you?
Why are you calling for help?
Are you just ssing with on purpose?
["Are you really just being coy?"]
Miss Harmonious God teased unemotionally, and yet Herbert honestly responded.
"I suppose so?"
Herbert nodded with a smiling face, admitting, "Rather than experiencing the process of progressing to Legendary, I would prefer to chat with you."
When others needed to give their all in the process of advancing to Legendary, Herbert seed quite relaxed.
["Why?"]
"Because you have always been with ."
He smiled softly, saying, "I want to share with you every mont, every feeling I have."
Every impulse of mine, every thought in my heart, I want to share with you.
These words seemingly hold nothing special, yet they are actually quite a direct confession.
And facing Herbert's straightforward pursuit, Nenasha did not show any shyness like a young girl.
["No, it's not about you wanting."]
She chuckled lightly, confidently saying: ["It's about it always being this way."]
What are you still talking about now?
Wasn't it already like this from the very beginning?
I share everything with you, and you share everything with .
You are , and I am you.
The relationship between the two is more solid than any other.
They are allies, co-conspirators.
Indivisible from each other.
rged destinies, living and dying together side by side.
The two quietly felt this for a while, then both chuckled softly.
They didn't continue to delve into this topic; so relationships need not be spoken of aloud.
They enjoyed this type of relationship and mode of interaction even more.
"So, is this what stepping into Legendary feels like?"
Herbert felt the process of his blood and flesh continuously collapsing and couldn't help but sigh: "This is truly a miserable look."
["Pretty tattered, huh."]
"Yeah, indeed."
He nodded in agreent, asking: "So, are you really not going to step in? Or is it that I won't have any issue like this?"
Does it really have to be this way?
I think, maybe I could still be salvaged sohow?
Although Herbert likely guessed there would be rebirth after destruction, given the current situation, it seed his body might not hold out until rebirth began.
It's almost turning into at paste!
But Nenasha remained calm, casually saying: ["Mm, this ti you can fully deal with it on your own."]
["The ti is almost here, do you feel it?"]
"Feel what? I... oh?" Herbert's heart moved, refocusing his consciousness on his physical body.
He finally began to feel the pain.
"Hiss!"
The pain struck more violently than expected, and his muscles were torn by an excruciating agony as if being ripped apart.
Both the flesh and spirit were being torn and destroyed by the surging Holy Power.
Dark red blood spurted from the pores, expelling fine bone fragnts from within.
Rebirth was imminent after destruction.
And just as the whole body was about to shatter like powder, the long-awaited rebirth finally began.
Before the regeneration of bones and flesh, the first thing that underwent transformation was the Holy Mark on his body.
Buzz——
The golden Holy Mark began spreading from the fingertips, as the intricate patterns, like living cloisonné, crawled over his palm, then spread to his arm, and finally extended to his back.
But this was not the end; it was rely the beginning.
When Herbert's existing Holy Marks erged, the patterns' growth speed instantly surged, spreading all over the body in several breaths.
His entire body was covered with brilliant Holy Marks, as if he wore a magnificent suit of Battle Armor!
No, it wasn't an illusion!
All the Holy Marks simultaneously dimd, then brightened again at once.
Crack, crack, crack…
The Holy Marks transford into a splendid scarlet Battle Armor covering his body, adorned with golden intricate patterns.
Scarlet wings unfurled from behind, more than doubling in size.
At this mont, only Herbert's head was exposed, with his white hair dyed with a tinge of blood-red reflecting off the scarlet armor.
He abruptly opened his eyes, with a flash of golden light in them.
He had no ti to sense the changes within himself, couldn't assess the performance of the Battle Armor ford by the Holy Marks.
As bones shattered and flesh split apart, the Battle Armor replaced the skeleton, supporting his body.
He hadn't fallen, nor would he ever fall.
And since he hadn't fallen, this rebirth would continue.
The transformation was ongoing!
The true rebirth had already begun.
Herbert faintly heard a loud hamring echoing beside his ears.
Boom!
He felt like a gigantic furnace was forging, hamring him within.
Everything destroyed by the Holy Light was restored under its radiance, becoming stronger.
The positive cycle began, and this progression finally got on the right track.
As Nenasha said from the start, even without her intervention, Herbert could easily overco this trial.
["Although later than I had thought, it doesn't matter, you've finally reached this point."]
Nenasha felt gratified.
The worldly shackles finally no longer constrained Herbert.
She tenderly murmured in Herbert's ear: ["I don't know what previously bound you, that kept you from letting go of sothing."]
["I'm glad you finally made a choice."]
To others, Herbert's progression speed was already astonishing, yet to her, it seed rather slow.
In Nenasha's mind, Herbert should have reached Legendary a long ti ago.
The reason he lingered before Legend must have been because Herbert had sothing he found difficult to let go of in his heart.
She knew but never proactively ntioned it, waiting for him to let go himself.
Now it seed, what Herbert couldn't let go of was the weak self before eting her, a noble child unversed in the ways of the world.
"…Mm, thanks to you."
["Heh, yes! You can thank so more~"]
Herbert chuckled, vaguely guessing that Nenasha might have misunderstood sothing, but he didn't explain further.
Because the current situation felt sowhat off…
Herbert felt as if he beca a radiant and warm ball of light.
Within the Mirror Space existed countless mirrors, with those beams of light emanating from him, reflecting off the mirrors and returning to him.
All the light gathered as if Herbert stood under a spotlight, making him increasingly bright!
Lukalia had long covered her eyes and hid away due to this blinding situation.
Moreover, the scarlet armor on him seed to especially enjoy this light, constantly absorbing it and becoming increasingly hot.
Like wearing a suit of flowing fire… or an iron can heated to red.
Thankfully, Herbert had fla resistance and wasn't afraid of burning, otherwise, he might feel extraordinary pain.
His body felt so hot, it was about to ignite!
Herbert knew, under the current circumstances, he'd likely beco hotter and hotter until he'd find so way to release it.
If he couldn't stay here any longer, where would be a suitable place to act?
"…Hmm?"
As Herbert pondered, he suddenly felt the urge to gaze at the Ancient Mirror.
With a ntal shift, the scene changed, landing on the Elda Territory.
In the nightti, a colossal three-headed beast stealthily hid in the mist's shadow, greedily eyeing the now quiet town.
Danger was approaching!
"…Got it!"
Herbert's eyes shone, his scarlet wings vibrating behind him, and with a flash of radiant light covering his whole body, he flew directly into the mirror surface.
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