Various unrelated thoughts erged one by one from the mind, quickly took root, and rapidly burgeoned.
That manic feeling growing madly from deep within the bones made even Herbert feel a little shaky.
Herbert finally completely understood why those Chaos Faction guys were so abstract.
Under such constant and subtle influence of these thoughts, how could there remain many normal people!
Don’t bla Demons for their madness.
If you were in their place, you wouldn’t be able to withstand it either.
Luckily, Herbert’s adaptability was quite astounding, as he quickly adjusted his state after initial embarrassnt, suppressing all thoughts within and relying on sheer willpower to endure until Nenasha had completed the transformation of the Demon.
This ti definitely wasn’t long, at most no more than ten minutes, yet it made Herbert feel especially weary, like each mont was an eternity.
Even now, having completely exited that state, Herbert still felt he hadn’t entirely broken free, with so part of him uncontrollably wanting to do sothing reckless.
"To be honest, resisting that level of chaos once is no problem for , ten tis is not hard either, but I’m not confident I could continuously resist it."
Herbert sighed, nodding with admiration to Flora, praising, "To persist till now... Flora, you are truly remarkable."
The deeper Herbert understood this difficulty, the more he admired Flora.
Herbert only felt it for ten minutes, but Flora had borne it for hundreds of years, thousands upon thousands of tornts.
She had never given in to the weakness within her heart, fighting till the last mont, never once falling!
"You may, feel proud of yourself."
Herbert gently caressed Flora’s cheek, softly praising, about to withdraw his hand.
As he was about to pull his hand away, Flora instinctively raised her hand to grasp his wrist.
Upon realizing what she had done, Flora paused but did not release her grip, leaving his hand on her face, even closing her eyes and gently rubbing her cheek against it.
Her manner seed to be seeking that warmth.
Like experiencing the lingering warmth of a dream.
Seeing her in this affectionate state, Herbert’s smile turned more gentle, whispering softly:
"So, instead of thanking for my help, or celebrating due to miracles, thank yourself wholeheartedly."
"It wasn’t the miracle of fate, nor my help that shaped you."
"The real Hero is you."
"It was you who held on till now, not being assimilated by chaos, grasping that sliver of possibility, making all this beco real."
Herbert stepped forward, wrapped his other arm gently around her, whispering into her ear: "Flora, I have fulfilled my initial promise to you, now you are no longer disturbed by chaos."
"You are free."
"Welco to this brand-new world!"
Feeling the trembling of the delicate body in his arms, he tightened his embrace.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t hesitate, bravely embrace your new life!"
"You deserve such a life."
"I will be by your side."
In that mont, Flora’s bodily tremor disappeared.
All unease and sorrow were dispelled by gentle whispers.
Then, Herbert felt sothing wet against his chest.
Without speaking consolation, he lifted a fingertip to draw up a drop, bringing it to his eye.
Looking at the "Demon’s Tear" that was no longer crimson as blood, but had beco crystal clear, he laughed.
Placed the tear drop into his mouth, savoring it, he raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Hmm, it’s no longer bitter."
The joyous tears continued for a mont, and Flora, coming back to reality, finally let go of Herbert, feeling sowhat shy.
And Herbert, for once acting like a person, didn’t ntion her earlier flustered state, naturally smiling while saying:
"Flora, though you have successfully transford now, to completely master Holy Power, you still need to advance to a profession that can use Holy Power."
"My suggestion is to beco a Paladin, I can assist you in the training in this area."
Regarding Herbert’s proposal, Flora had no objections, gladly accepting his arrangent.
"Since you agree, then you can choose a deity to believe in and make your oath."
As Herbert stated the standard procedure for conferring a Paladin, he was teaching Flora how to make an oath.
"Like one of my followers, he chose to believe in Sun God, becoming a devoted Holy Light Paladin, and I believe in... um?"
Upon saying this, Herbert suddenly paused strangely.
Hmm?
Why does sothing feel off?
I...
Just as Herbert wondered about the discord he felt, Flora softly spoke, interrupting his thoughts:
"Master, I don’t need the protection of deities."
Herbert raised an eyebrow, puzzled, asking: "Not theirs? Then how do you intend to proceed?"
This is the traditional procedure.
"..."
Flora shook her head without answering, quietly gazing at Herbert, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"Hmm? Speak up."
Herbert tilted his head, blinking: "Why are you looking at ? Is there an answer on my face? Look at the book... wait a mont."
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Incorrect.
He suddenly realized sothing, hesitating: "Your aning is... ?"
The Demon revealed a bright smile, gently nodding, speaking softly but firmly: "If I must offer my loyalty and faith to so existence, it would only be you."
Herbert: !!!
After speaking, the reborn Enchanting Demon, disregarding her master’s confusion, knelt down, lowering her head.
According to ancient formatting, she declared her oath to the world, to Law:
"I will dedicate my everything to you."
"Whether it be body, flesh, or soul, everything, all dedicated to you."
"My Master."
"Please allow to fight for you, to die for you."
"I shall..."
Flora’s voice wasn’t loud, her pace was neither hurried nor slow, not at all passionate, yet to Herbert’s ears, it was like thunder.
[Oath of Dedication] - The oath maker will dedicate the ’items’ they have to the existence they believe in.
Wealth, flesh, soul, fate... these are all items that can be dedicated.
And depending on the quality of the dedicated items, the protective blessings granted by deities vary, the power acquired by the oath maker differs.
And what Flora dedicated, undoubtedly was the most precious — her everything.
From the mont the oath was made, she would have absolutely nothing, all would belong to "Deity."
Logically, Herbert would also respond, granting a powerful blessing.
But the issue is... everyone knows, at least right now Herbert cannot bestow blessings upon Flora.
Although in terms of strength, Herbert, also being Legendary, is stronger than her, but only marginally, not able to provide her with powerful blessing and protection like a deity.
This fact, Flora knew all too well.
She also did not need Herbert to grant her blessings.
Flora made this oath just to prove one thing to Herbert—you gave new life, now all I have belongs to you.
I will be loyal to you.
Eternally loyal to you, becoming the spear in your hand, becoming the shield that guards you.
Never betray.
My master, no... My Lord.
If betrayed, she wishes no bones to remain!
This was the Demon’s firm oath, also a silent plea.
And how should the weak "Deity" respond to the Demon’s loyalty?
Herbert was silent for several breaths, then made his decision.
What’s there to avoid?
Wasn’t her fate already carried on my back?
Thus, Herbert’s expression turned serious, placing his palm atop the Demon’s head, as if calming, or ordaining.
Under Flora’s expectant gaze, he seriously spoke:
"Flora, I understand."
"In the na of Herbert Albert, I shall witness your oath, permit your dedication to ."
"I shall witness your... um?"
And just as Herbert responded, finished speaking the last line, preparing to formally elevate her to Paladin at that instant.
An unexpected change descended.
Without any forewarning, Flora’s aura suddenly surged, growing imnsely more powerful by a large margin!
!!?
At that mont, not only Flora was shocked, even Herbert, the one "granting the blessing," was shocked.
Damn!
What’s happening!!?
I didn’t do anything!
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