Herbert’s emotions were very complex at this mont.
Envy? Jealousy?
He watched as half of Kreti’s body was embedded in the wall, and he couldn’t help but twitch his face.
"That’s so outrageous..."
Such luck.
And it’s an astonishing amount of luck!
Frankly, Herbert had always felt that his own luck was quite extraordinary.
While he often said that everything he achieved was through hard work and sweat, he knew deep down that luck played a significant part in his accomplishnts.
Not everyone could be lucky enough to be born as the Duke’s Son, have a noble lineage, and receive a quality education.
Especially in such an uncivilized era; even after what he went through, his life was far better than most.
Not to ntion being chosen by Nenasha, eting Valentina, garnering the favor of powerful people... This series of developnts was closely tied to luck.
If he weren’t lucky enough, he would have "t an untily demise" shortly after arriving at the Monastery.
However, in front of Klay, Herbert felt that his own luck seed insignificant.
She could randomly jump to a place and find highly valuable relics of the Elf Empire, which even contained a not completely scrapped Magic Energy Cannon.
Moreover!
She could unknowingly avoid a deadly crisis!
And what was most outrageous was that she had no idea from start to finish.
If this can’t be called "good fortune," then what kind of luck could be?
Discontent? Jealousy?
Herbert didn’t know what to call his emotions at that mont.
But he knew that just looking at this butt made him angry.
Damn, it was truly enviable!
Splat!
"Ah!!"
The suddenly attacked Miss Devil let out a strange cry, yelling angrily:
"Who!!?"
"Who hit again!"
Herbert did not respond to the questioning of the victim, Kreti.
He turned his head and looked at Miss Hungry Dragon, who appeared to be questioning her own intuition, tilting her head with a strange expression.
Valentina: Huh?
She squinted her eyes to feel, only to find that the life-and-death crisis she felt earlier had disappeared.
It was as if those crises were just illusions she experienced in a daze.
Eh?
Is that so?
Have I not been eating or sleeping well lately?
But that can’t be right.
I’ve been eating well lately!
Before leaving the City of Radiance, I secretly got a lot of special delicacies from that old man with a white beard...
That old man is so nice.
He specifically arranged for soone to prepare a lot of food for ... By the way, why is he able to boss others around?
Also, what was that old man’s na again?
Oh well, it doesn’t matter.
The old man is so nice, I’ll seek his help for snacks next ti too.
Hope he’s still alive by the ti I visit again, and doesn’t die too early...
That kind-hearted old human!
Hang in there!
Live a bit longer!
Miss Hungry Dragon blinked in confusion, looked up at Herbert watching her, and said uncertainly:
"Herbert! I seed to have spaced out just now... Ouch!"
Thud!
Before she could finish her question, her head received a light knock.
Though it didn’t hurt, Valentina still covered her head pitifully, looking at Herbert with teary eyes.
What was that for!
Why did you knock my head!
She didn’t understand!
I wasn’t doing anything bad, so why hit !
Valentina felt very wronged.
Also!
I was just trying to save you!
Why are you hitting !
The more Valentina thought about it, the angrier she got, eventually puffing out her cheeks in a huff and closing her eyes.
(｀へ´)
She had only one attitude.
Cheer up!
Hurry and cheer up!
"..."
After waiting for a while, seeing that Herbert didn’t seem inclined to speak, she secretly opened a slit in her right eye, sneakily taking a peek.
She only saw Herbert looking at her with a calm face, his gaze gentle yet a bit helpless.
So Valentina closed her eyes again, took a step closer to Herbert, leaning a bit more towards him.
Cheer up!
"...Hmph."
I’m warning you!
If you don’t cheer up soon, it won’t work anymore!
If you say sothing nice, I’ll forgive you!
Just one word is enough.
Then...
Thud!
"Ouch!"
Her head was knocked again.
Valentina opened her eyes abruptly, looking in disbelief at this bloodless and tearless, ruthless man before her.
You’re bullying !!?
"You... Ah."
However, before she could complain, Herbert pulled her into a hug.
Without a word, Herbert hugged Valentina tightly, as if trying to squeeze her until she broke.
Feeling the strength from Herbert’s arms, even with Valentina’s physique, she faintly felt a bit suffocated.
"Hey hey, what’s wrong?"
Valentina, disoriented, dared not struggle, allowing Herbert to hold her, and asked softly:
"What’s wrong?"
At the sa ti, she felt the emotions he conveyed.
Moved, joyful, and slightly annoyed.
Moved by her willingness to sacrifice her safety without hesitation to protect him.
Joyful that everything went smoothly, avoiding the worst outco.
Simultaneously, annoyed at her impulsive actions.
If Valentina hadn’t rushed to him on her own accord and had followed Herbert’s instructions, taking one person each, they wouldn’t have had to face such a dire situation.
But... could Herbert criticize her?
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