He no longer stared into Flora's eyes, and softly asked, "Flora, don't lie, answer my question—do you dislike ?"
Perhaps it was because Herbert wasn't staring at her intently, or perhaps it was because he was sitting right next to her, Flora wasn't as nervous as she had imagined.
Miss Enchanting Demon thought seriously for a mont, then gently shook her head.
"...No."
From any perspective, Flora had never disliked Herbert.
Even with today's sowhat surprising developnts, she still didn't feel any aversion towards Herbert.
After all, Herbert naturally possessed considerable charm, a natural scent, and a special personal charisma.
Not to ntion, Herbert had been with her for hundreds of years in that long dream.
Now, she sowhat couldn't completely distinguish between the dream and reality, and often felt as if the boy before her had indeed known her for centuries.
"Then, do you like ?"
Faced with this second question, Flora was silent for a mont, then continued to shake her head: "I... I don't know."
She couldn't quite figure out what kind of feelings she had for Herbert.
She didn't dislike him, but she also didn't think she particularly liked him.
He was very special in her heart, but not yet that special.
"There's no need to force yourself to co to a conclusion."
Seeing her struggling, Herbert chuckled lightly and said, "You can think about it slowly, carefully, there's plenty of ti."
"And before you figure it out, our relationship will never change, right?"
"...Hmm." Flora silently nodded lightly.
Seeing Flora so obedient, Herbert blinked and said with a smile, "Co to think of it, a special relationship that began with a 'kiss from the abyss'—isn't it quite interesting?"
"Hmm?"
Flora frowned slightly, shook her head, and rolled her eyes at him helplessly yet charmingly.
Take back the previous statent—Herbert hasn't changed at all.
This guy is indeed still being a rogue.
"..."
Hesitating for a mont, Miss Enchanting Demon, instead of leaving him, chose to approach him proactively.
She leaned towards Herbert, resting her head on his shoulder—just as she had done countless tis in the "past."
In the desert, in the forest, on the ice field... They built a campfire, told their stories under the night sky, and cuddled together in the cold wind.
He was still he, and she was still she.
Maybe...
Nothing really changed.
Feeling a slight change in Flora's emotions, Herbert lowered his eyes, his lips curving up slightly, and softly said, "Flora, I look forward to eting you again."
"Every eting afterwards."
...
...
"Phew..."
Herbert walked out of the magma lake alone, exhaling a long breath.
Flora, on the other hand, continued to hide at the bottom of the magma lake, processing today's various events—she sowhat didn't know what expression to face others with now.
Miss Enchanting Demon was still in "chaos."
By contrast, Herbert's expression was sowhat calr, but in truth, his heart wasn't as relaxed as it appeared on the surface.
"Flora's situation is safe... for now," he thought with so helplessness.
["Yes, for now."]
Nenasha picked up on Herbert's words, and said leisurely: ["Strictly speaking, this ti is just a temporary suppression."]
["Even though you've delved into her dreams, leaving your mark in her mory, this suppression can only last about a year, after which it needs to be replenished."]
["Either you leave more of your marks on her soul, making her yours~"]
["Or, you have to choose a more thorough thod."]
"Then, what thod is that?"
["Purification Baptism."]
Nenasha didn't beat around the bush, directly explaining:
["If you want this little demon to truly escape the chaotic instincts, she needs a complete baptism, to purify her soul entirely, washing away the abyss's madness and chaos."]
["Of course, it's not an easy task, hehe~"]
Hearing this malicious laughter, Herbert's brow furrowed: "Just tell directly, how exactly do we do it?"
["Let think, like using the Divine Holy Fla to burn and purify the body, using Divine Light to cleanse the soul, tearing apart with the Wind of Chaos..."]
Miss Xie Shen cheerfully listed various dangerous and terrifying procedures, as if she had been looking forward to this for a long ti.
And hearing her frightening words, Herbert's forehead sweated slightly, and he quickly interrupted, asking: "Wait! Are the thods you ntioned safe?"
["Safe? Of course not!"]
Nenasha laughed heartily, and imdiately said: ["Any of these thods would be almost equivalent to destruction for her... Well, assuming without my help."]
The last twist brought Herbert a sigh of relief.
Fortunately.
How to describe this feeling?
To give an analogy, it's like a young man with health issues visiting an old doctor, being diagnosed with various illnesses that bring silence to both n and won.
Before he could use anger to cover his embarrassnt, he heard the doctor's calm words—"I can cure it."
A dramatic turn of events, everyone rejoiced.
["Don't celebrate too early, I never said I would help her~"] Nenasha nonchalantly added.
Did I say I would help?
No, I didn't.
Why did you assu I would help?
By this ti, Herbert had cald down as well, and raised an eyebrow as he asked in return, "So, will you help her?"
["Ah~ Will I?"]
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