After Miss Xie Shen, the shit-stirrer, left, Herbert could finally devote all his energy to subduing the Hungry Dragon.
This epic-level battle was incredibly fierce!
You advance, I retreat, neither yielding an inch.
Valentina beca harder to defeat.
In the past, the two were barely a match for each other.
Yet after successfully advancing, both intended to seize this opportunity to showcase their might and ruthlessly suppress each other.
Both sides believed they could win this ti, but unexpectedly, while elevating their realms, neither had been left behind.
High Tier versus Legendary, neither side could claim victory.
Legendary versus Epic... it was still evenly matched!
Victory!
In the end, the righteous Paladin actually overca the evil Giant Dragon!
...
"Ha! Ha..."
Valentina collapsed into the clear pool, leaning her body back against Herbert’s chest.
She raised her head, suspiciously glancing at Herbert, mumbling, "Why are you so skilled?"
Why?
Is this my illusion?
Why do I feel like you’re more adept at this than before?
"Of course, it’s because I’ve advanced, enhancing my abilities to support more techniques."
"Really?" Miss Hungry Dragon was skeptical.
"Of course it’s true, hehe."
Herbert rely chuckled, placing his palm on her head, gently rubbing the blood-red hair.
"Speaking of which, your hair has changed."
Previously, he hadn’t had the ti to notice, but now that he was relaxed, he discovered Valentina’s hair had deepened considerably.
No longer like blazing flas, it had grown more subdued, looking blood red.
"Hmm?"
Valentina hadn’t noticed until she pulled a strand in front of her eyes for a glance.
"Oh! I got it, it’s what He said... bloodline awakening! He said my bloodline seed to have elevated again, closing in on that of an ancient dragon? It seems so."
"Ah, don’t worry, He shouldn’t harm anyway."
Herbert’s brow twitched, capturing the details in her words—bloodline awakening? Ancient dragon? He?
"Did you dream of anything while advancing?" Herbert asked softly.
Judging by what he knew of Valentina, she couldn’t possibly know so much jargon.
Reading was out of the question; she’d never read books in her life.
And since it wasn’t from reading, soone must have told her these things.
Reasoning further, the truth wasn’t far off.
Herbert guessed that Valentina must have encountered a new presence in the inheritance space when she advanced to Epic.
According to what she’s said before... an ancestral dragon in the inheritance space?
"Dream? What dream? I didn’t... oh!"
Valentina blinked her untouched-by-knowledge wide eyes, reflected for a mont, then suddenly paused.
Suddenly rembering sothing, Valentina’s brows furrowed in a pout, flipping over.
Crash!
She leapt out of the water, but the turbulent waves hit Herbert, sending him tumbling to the poolside—twice!
"Hmm? You, hmm!"
Valentina pinned Herbert down, lowering her head, fiercely biting his shoulder!
Leaving behind... a shallow bite mark.
She didn’t really bite hard, just gestured emblematic with her teeth.
"... Hmph!"
Yet Valentina seed sowhat aggrieved, occasionally poking with her teeth as if hesitating to bite down.
Wanting to punish this bad guy, but also reluctant to hurt him.
Ultimately, turning this dilemma into reluctance, she hugged Herbert tightly, squeezing his body with force.
"Hmm?"
Herbert froze for a mont, sensing her strange and complex emotions, a bit taken aback inside.
Why suddenly so coquettish?
He raised his hand, gently stroking Miss Hungry Dragon’s head soothingly, warmly asking, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"Hmm..."
Valentina pouted, lightly huffed, mumbling, "I had a strange dream where you were really an to !"
"You scolded ! Called an illusion, told to go away!"
"I cried so hard, yet you wouldn’t comfort , only at the very end did you reluctantly hug !"
The more she spoke, the angrier she got, until finally not feeling aggrieved, she roared fiercely.
"Hmph!"
"So outrageous!"
Valentina vented, while the hugged Herbert remained silent.
Initially, listening to her, Herbert wasn’t particularly concerned, assuming she had a nightmare.
But as it went on, he grew increasingly tense, sensing sothing wasn’t quite right!
Is this correct?
No, this is not right!
I’m sweating.
Family, I’m sweating!
Why does Valentina’s nightmare sound so familiar?
Why does it increasingly resemble the scene in the illusion realm of "Silence and Noise"?
... No, it’s not like that at all!
That’s exactly what it is!!!
"... Gulp."
Herbert silently swallowed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
So, it was real?
Did that potion really drag Valentina’s consciousness into his illusion realm?
Wasn’t it just a legendary potion? How could it have so much power?
Did sothing go awry?
Moreover, if it was real for Valentina, does that an it’s real for the others too?
Fremay and Eliza are fine; the key is the last one... my dear Ashen Bishop, Miss Ophidia.
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