"Yes, you heard right!"
"I'm going to take you to the headquarters of the Sun God Church, the Radiant Holy City of Solantis!"
"I'm not crazy, nor am I trying to tornt you."
"My goal is to bring you a baptism."
"A cleansing of the soul!"
In Molten Hell, Herbert waved his arms, passionately giving his speech.
"Yes, I'm not persecuting you!"
"Rather, I'm trying to save you!"
When Herbert finished his impassioned speech, the room was silent—neither the demons nor the devils spoke, they all just stared intently at him.
They said nothing, but it was as if everything had been spoken.
In the six pairs of eyes staring at each other, the scene beca extrely awkward.
"Ahem."
Herbert lightly coughed twice, pretending to be casual, and asked: "Uh, don't you have anything to say?"
"Uh..."
Flora pondered in confusion, tilted her head, looked at Herbert, and lifted her finger, pointing at herself.
, ?
Faced with Miss Enchanting Demon's puzzlent, Herbert gently nodded, withdrew his teasing smile, and said earnestly: "Yes, I'm not joking."
"Co with , to the Holy City for so spiritual cleansing."
Spiritual cleansing?
Even though Flora was thoroughly confused at the mont, she couldn't help but want to laugh upon hearing this.
"Puh, haha! What are you saying? Hahaha!"
Asking a demon to go to the Radiant Holy City for a baptism and purification... You sure are bold enough to say it.
Why don't you have an angel escape from hell?
And as Flora couldn't help but laugh, Herbert was smilingly watching her.
"Haha, uh!"
Flora's smile stiffened; after a while, she realized sothing, and uncertainly asked: "Master... are you serious?"
At that mont, the vanished smile from her face had silently shifted to Herbert's face.
"Of course I'm serious; I'm not joking with you at all." The paladin chuckled and nodded.
"Trust , I'm not making a cruel joke, but truly wanting to help you through this thod."
Herbert raised his hand and gently brushed Flora's hair on top of her head, whispering: "Perhaps, it can help you escape the tornt of chaos permanently."
!!?
Flora suddenly lifted her head and stared into Herbert's eyes.
Escape chaos?
"You found the way?" she asked uncertainly.
"Hmm, it might work." Herbert nodded slightly.
"..."
After seeing the seriousness in Herbert's eyes, Flora closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, reflecting deeply.
A mont later, she opened her eyes and earnestly nodded at Herbert.
"I understand."
She bowed her head slightly and respectfully said: "Your servant Flora, ready to follow your orders."
Flora wasn't sure about the truthfulness of Herbert's words, but she chose to trust her young master.
According to Herbert's previous words, this suppression of instincts was rely temporary, and she would eventually be swallowed again by them and fall into chaos.
Herbert promised to help her find a truly permanent solution, urging her to patiently wait.
Flora had long been prepared for a long wait.
Ten years, twenty years, fifty years, a hundred years, even several hundred!
As long as it wasn't a thousand years, she could accept it.
But what Flora didn't expect was the opportunity would co so quickly.
How much ti has passed?
It felt like just a blink of an eye, and they found a real solution... the efficiency is remarkably high!
If it were others, Flora might not choose to fully trust, thinking they were rely deceiving her, wanting her to serve as a pawn or labor.
But facing Herbert, she chose unconditional trust.
Since you promised, I'll choose to believe you.
This isn't blind favoritism but rather a conclusion drawn from "hundreds of years" of experiences.
Even if the dream was false, Herbert was real.
In the long journey, she had seen through Herbert's essence.
Though he might sotis exhibit a terrible personality, liking to make childish jokes, and wasn't a perfect person, sotis greedily flawed.
However, when it cos to keeping promises, Herbert never disappointed anyone.
In upholding vows, Herbert had a near-fanatical dedication.
Perhaps, it's the occupational hazard of being a paladin?
Keep the oath.
For a paladin, betraying a vow is definitely no less painful than death.
Facing Flora's obedient and compliant deanor, Herbert felt very satisfied, nodding lightly, and happily patted her little head.
"Very good."
Being trusted felt very good.
Since Flora could choose to believe him so easily, willing to follow him in doing this absurd thing, it proved she had extraordinary trust in him.
This was very good.
Herbert was quite happy about this.
He smiled again and vigorously tousled Flora's hair, turning her pink short hair into a ss before letting go.
"Alright, if none of you have objections, prepare yourselves, I'll go talk to the others..."
Unfortunately, before Herbert could finish, an untily interrupter spoke up.
"You all wait a mont!"
"Tsk."
Herbert pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked to the side.
Nearby, Miss Devil's expression had completely frozen, a look of "greatest anxiety in her heart turned into reality" on her face.
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