CHAPTER 79: 79 NO NEED FOR WORDS (4/4, EXTRA)

"Isn’t this wrong?"

"Those love stories aren’t written like this!"

"Where’s the promised misunderstandings, quarrels, reconciliation, and heating up? Why is there nothing?"

Herbert looked at the woman sleeping peacefully, unable to help but sigh a little helplessly.

"Ah... right, this is the Valentina I know, very much fitting my stereotypical impression of her."

The dragon persona hasn’t collapsed, everyone sit down.

Thinking carefully, though this development looks bizarre at first glance, it actually reveals a hint of logic amidst the absurdity.

After a long-awaited grand battle, Valentina might also be tired.

Exhausted, choosing to rest is the most normal thing.

...Hmm, it’s definitely not because this person is so carefree that she can still sleep at this time.

Probably.

Herbert watched her with a mix of affection and mercy for a while, without waking her up, instead sitting down leaning against the railing.

Lowering his eyes, he gazed at Valentina’s sleeping face, recalling various moments of his interactions with her.

Initially, she seemed fierce and irritable, as if the most difficult thug to deal with.

But even then, she showed kindness in some details, making him doubt for the first time.

Is she really as she appears on the surface?

And through subsequent tests, the answers Herbert got confirmed his guesses.

This is just a silly dragon, what malicious thoughts could she have?

And he had to admit, he indeed liked the way of interacting with Valentina.

Compared to others, she doesn’t play mind games, there’s no worry of her scheming in secret, no plots or gambles.

Very relaxed, and very pleasant.

Herbert closed his eyes, shook his head, and sighed with emotion.

"Ah, this really... hmm?"

He froze.

Because he suddenly realized, the rhythmic sound of breathing beside him had disappeared.

"..."

Herbert fell silent.

Some people know everything right now, but just unwilling to face it.

But escaping is meaningless.

After hesitating a while, Herbert finally opened his eyes slowly—only to see those wide open crimson eyes sticking to the front of his face, staring straight at him.

What a horror film layout!

"Uh, hi? Good morning, big... ah!"

Clatter.

In an instant, the world spun around.

Bam!

Herbert was directly lifted from the ground and then stuck between the railings.

"Sss! Take it easy!"

Under the terrifying force, Herbert couldn’t struggle at all, and could only say helplessly: "Like this, let me go first."

And Valentina, who captured him, pouted and snorted with dissatisfaction: "I won’t let go."

Finally caught him, how could she just let go?

Humph.

"You’re squeezing me like this, I can’t get in."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing this, Valentina instinctively let go, successfully allowing Herbert to escape her grasp.

"Are you... is that true?"

"Cough! Cough, you really used quite some force."

Escaped from the clutches of doom, Herbert sighed lightly, shook his head, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I must be crazy."

He didn’t make Valentina wait too long, proactively crossing the railings and resolutely stepping into the cage.

Then...

He was embraced hard by the ferocious beast, tightly held!

Crack, crack, crack...

His entire body’s bones emitted ominous sounds of crunching as Herbert felt like he was hit by a heavy truck.

Strictly speaking, it’s not that exaggerated, the pushing feeling was slightly weaker than that.

But it wasn’t far off.

If Herbert hadn’t soaked his feet in the Molten Hell a little longer to enhance his physical strength, he’d likely be shattered now.

But as he turned to see Valentina’s face full of anxiety as if afraid of losing something, he couldn’t get angry.

Neither of them spoke, just quietly held each other for a moment.

"Valentina."

"Shut up."

"Were you scared?"

"Hmph, not scared."

"The truth?"

"...You shut up."

Herbert shook his head, no longer pursuing the matter.

No need to ask anymore.

Her reaction already explained everything, no further explanations were necessary.

Some things need not be said.

After being held for a bit, Herbert suddenly felt Valentina sniff, lightly smelling him.

?

"I see you’re really hungry."

Grumble...

"I’m indeed hungry."

After teasing a bit, Herbert shook his head and finally spoke softly: "Valentina, I won’t die."

!!!

Without further hesitation, Herbert lifted his arms for a gentle embrace.

Valentina’s body trembled slightly, instinctively wanting to push him away, but retracted her hand right after moving, allowing him to hold her.

Herbert embraced this terrifying existence sufficient to destroy the Kingdom, and promised: "Although now I’m still weak to you, I won’t die so easily."

No matter what you lost in the past.

I won’t leave you as easily as they did.

This sentence Herbert didn’t say out loud directly, but he believed Valentina understood his meaning.

Crack crack.

After releasing her arms Valentina hugged him tighter yet, muttering half-believingly: "...You promise."

"I promise."

Herbert noticed Miss Hungry Dragon’s ears twitch sympathetically when he spoke, and secretly laughed, moving his lips close to her ear with the softest tone to whisper:

"Valentina, I promise you..."

"I will live for a very, very long time."

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When Herbert finally escaped the dragon’s claws and walked out from the Alien Race jail, two figures were already waiting for him at the door.

"Knight Commander."

Herbert wasn’t flustered; he first nodded to the Rusted Nail Bishop, then approached the Thorn Bishop, bowed slightly, and respectfully said: "Chief Judge."

The tall Chief Judge didn’t nod, but blocked his path like a wall, looking down and coldly asked: "...Do you know what you’ve done?"

"I know."

Herbert straightened up and met his gaze calmly, saying: "I forcibly used authority, allowing a prisoner from the First Region to cross into the Fourth Region, and let the two engage in battle."

Things would surely be exposed, this Herbert already considered when taking action to let Valentina cross regions, knowing this couldn’t be hidden.

Unexpectedly, seeing only two bishops here surprised him.

The attitude of the monastery’s upper levels seemed... better than he imagined.

Seeing him candidly admit, the Chief Judge’s attitude improved slightly, nodded slowly, and asked in a bass voice: "Why did you do this?"

Herbert replied calmly: "This is part of my education of the prisoner... Furious did this precisely as proof of my successful education."

"She proactively protected me when my life was in danger, which was completely unimaginable in the past."

After he finished explaining, the two bishops were silent, unclear whether doubting or thinking.

Herbert also quietly stood without actively explaining.

After a brief silence, the Rusted Nail Bishop broke it:

"Come along."

"The Archbishop wants to see you."