This is unfair!
The Mirror Demon suddenly felt a bit regretful.
Maybe I shouldn't give her this recipe?
Ugh...
However, once the arrow is shot, it can't be taken back. Lukalia understood this thought was just a thought.
Having already piqued her interest, changing my mind now would be purely picking a fight, extrely malicious.
Then this Mirror Space would definitely be smashed into pieces today.
To prevent such a tragedy, she suppressed the storm in her heart and chest, and asked, "Uh, Valentina, would you like to accept my gift?"
"I want it! I want it!"
Under the temptation of the recipe, Miss Hungry Dragon completely forgot their previous unpleasantness, throwing those small things to the back of her mind.
"Lukalia! You are truly a good person!"
Valentina couldn't wait and quickly stepped forward, wanting to give her a big hug, but didn't notice and bumped into the mirror instead.
Duang~
Luckily, Miss Hungry Dragon naturally had airbags on her chest, preventing a disaster.
"Ouch! Ugh..."
She jerked back two steps due to the bounce, feeling wronged, instinctively wanting to punch the mirror in retaliation.
"Hey, are you okay?"
But before she acted, she glanced at the expression complex Lukalia, who seemingly didn't know what to say, and silently withdrew her fist.
"..."
But unwilling to suffer loss, she instead extended a finger to flick the mirror.
Ping.
Valentina's flick was neither too heavy nor too light, causing the mirror to tremble slightly but leaving no trace.
Whether or not it had an effect didn't matter. She considered it as having exacted revenge.
After the "revenge," she smugly raised her nose and snorted softly.
"Hmph!"
I, Valentina, have never been weak and never suffer loss!
Watching all this, Lukalia's impression of Valentina changed again and again.
Her gaze beca more and more affectionate, her mouth curling into an increasingly difficult to suppress aunt-like smile.
Where on earth did this adorable creature co from!
.
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In Elda Territory's Ice and Snow Church Divine Hall, the mirror surface on Herbert's pocket watch flickered.
"Herbert!"
Lukalia's image replaced Herbert's reflection in the mirror, speaking to him excitedly, "Valentina is really cute!"
Herbert raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Cute, right? She's mine, won't give her to you."
"...Hmm???"
Lukalia was stunned.
What nonsense, who is fighting with you?
"Humph~"
Herbert glanced at Lukalia's bewildered expression in the mirror, smiled smugly, and casually closed the watch.
Clack.
"Heh, Valentina is cute, no need for you to say it."
Who wouldn't love a clumsy, food-loving, battle-ready silly dragon lady?
"My lord?"
While reporting the recent situation in Elda, Sofia noticed Herbert's small gesture, paused her narration, and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"
"Uh..."
Herbert blinked, wanting to say he had no problem and was just teasing the Epic Mirror Demon.
But as a superior, he shouldn't behave so frivolously—especially when soone is earnestly reporting to you.
After a mont's thought, he had an idea, nodded, and smiled, "I already understand the general situation. You've done very well; thank you for your hard work."
First, he expressed gratitude for Sofia and the others' efforts, showing respect.
"You've exceeded my expectations."
"As for the workforce issue you ntioned, I can solve it."
Right now, Elda Territory's construction progress isn't much, even with Magic, but the lack of manpower can't be ignored.
"Are you planning to recruit more people?" Joanna asked.
"No."
Herbert shook his head and looked at Sofia, smiled at her, "Sofia, would you like to see your old friends?"
"Old friends? I don't have friends... Oh wait, do you an?" The Centaur Heroic Spirit suddenly widened her eyes.
"Yes, just as you thought."
He chuckled softly, and said:
"I'm going to summon more Heroic Spirits."
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