The Demon showed utter disdain for the Demon’s sudden change in temperant.
Ha, Demon.
Not sticking to your principles now?
Playing the innocent now, are we?
Where were you before then?
Flora clung tighter to Herbert’s arm, burying him deeply into... not exactly fertile soil.
What a pity, not righteous enough.
Luckily, the Demon itself doesn’t need righteousness to adorn itself.
No! Need! For! It!
Flora was well aware of her "disadvantages" compared to others, but she didn’t care and had no intention of altering her size.
I may have the mindset of a "mature woman," but damn if I’m going to use it!
Just not gonna use it!
Who said it has to be big?
Who said big is better?
What kind of logic is that!!?
Never heard of it!
Besides, if everyone had the sa "big" without comparison, would this world still distinguish between "big" and "small"?
No!
Without comparison, there’s no harm... no, there’s no aning!
Flora confidently believed soone like her was necessary, a crucial part of the world.
This is... righteousness!
Ahem, if this argunt doesn’t convince you, Flora could retreat one step further.
Rarity is valuable.
Get it?
Less is better.
Those overly common things are worthless.
Who agrees? Who disagrees?
Speak up!
If you agree, you’ve got taste.
Oppose... damn it, I’ll break your legs!
Flora thought confidently, her eyes steadfast as if she wanted to join a Monastery, while her hands continued to gently rub.
"... Hmm."
Herbert felt the subtle sensation from his arm, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Compared to others’ broad magnanimity, this "narrow" chest had a distinctly special charm.
Small, yet very cute.
However, Herbert wasn’t tactless enough to say these words out loud, he wanted to enjoy this mont a bit longer.
Small is small, it’s no big deal.
Whether big or small, I love them all the sa!
No matter the gender, a person’s value can’t be asured by size!
Small can be small, this... hmm, it can’t be too small, appropriate is best.
Flora, uncertain what she was contemplating, secretly put so effort into her hands before continuing:
"Master, don’t be fooled by Kreti’s reaction just now, seeming like she stord off in anger."
"It’s fake!"
"All acting."
Miss Enchanting Demon’s mouth twitched in a sneer, snorting coldly, "Just trying to deceive you with her performance."
Indeed, all an act!
"Her reaction seed angry just now, but I watched closely and she was actually holding back laughs."
Neither angry nor jovial, neither smiling nor frowning.
Pretending to be angry, using exaggerated actions to conceal her glee.
Ha, won.
Plenty of little tricks, huh.
Not impressed!
"Hehe."
Herbert detected the sour tone under Flora’s seemingly calm voice, chuckling as he shook his head, unable to resist pinching her cheek.
"Naughty."
Kreti feigned an angry exit, I obviously knew.
Her struggling expression practically spelled her thoughts out, hard to hold back laughter seeing it.
Besides, didn’t you just love acting all cold and reporting to here too?
Still acting?
Even with her face pinched by Herbert, Flora kept a serious expression despite being exposed, insisting:
"Master, I’m doing this for your own good... Uh, if you continue doting on Kreti, she’ll only beco more and more arrogant, uh..."
Your Majesty! Your Majesty!
I’m a loyal servant!
You must see clearly!
I’m loyal, she’s deceitful!
"Hahaha!"
Herbert saw her resolute refusal to admit wrong, laughing while releasing her, saying with a smile: "Alright, alright, I’ll pay more attention."
"And don’t spread nonsense, I’m not spoiling her."
Anyway, Kreti can fly, Herbert wasn’t concerned for her safety; he chuckled lightly: "Based on her previous performance, she surely could be called a ’good woman,’ right?"
"Moreover, don’t you find her embarrassed reaction quite amusing?"
Flora nodded slightly, sensing the latter was Herbert’s real reason for his actions.
"Besides, even if my remarks truly embolden Kreti, it’s okay, because isn’t there still you?"
Herbert gazed at the Holy Light Enchanting Demon, lips curling into a smile, lightly chuckling: "When the ti cos, you’ll certainly teach her well, won’t you?"
At this point, Miss Enchanting Demon dropped the pretense, no longer mimicking her past cold deanor.
"Hehe, you’re right."
Similarly, her lips curled slightly, eyes gleaming with dangerous light, nodded with pleasure, lightly chuckling: "By then, rest assured she’ll be in my capable hands."
"I’ll teach her well using my own thods~ on how to maintain the humility of a servant~"
As she finished speaking, Miss Enchanting Demon’s voice lowered progressively, yet the emitted aura grew increasingly treacherous... not life-threatening, but in another manner entirely.
From any angle, Enchanting Demons are inherently "dangerous" creatures.
Enchanting Demons are fundantally brutal, capable of both accepting others’ desires and venting their own desires upon others.
"Flora, let’s not talk about Kreti, don’t you realize you’ve also changed?"
Herbert stroked his chin, smiling: "Compared to her, it seems your change is even more significant."
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