Chapter 1083 - 516: I Was Never Expecting
She gently played with the Epic seed in her hand that seemed to begin transforming after absorbing fresh blood, and slowly said, "If I have to say, regarding a certain matter, I do have some expectations of you..."
Rustle...
Ophidia heard the sound behind her and realized that Herbert had already lain down beside her, even pressing against her back.
But she merely lowered her eyes slightly, then abandoned the thought of driving him away, tacitly consenting to his tentative approach towards her.
"Tch."
Finding Herbert’s cautious probing movements somewhat annoying, she simply leaned back, pressing her back directly against the warm chest.
"Eh!!?"
Feeling the warmth from behind and Herbert’s flustered reaction, Ophidia’s lips curled slightly as she pushed his arm onto her waist with her snake tail without looking back.
From an outsider’s perspective, it seemed as if Herbert had proactively wrapped his arm around Ophidia’s waist.
"Hehe."
Satisfied, Ophidia let out a light hum, feeling as if she finally regained some ground.
With a joyful heart, she gazed down at that seed burdened with expectations and softly finished the last half of the sentence she hadn’t uttered before.
She said:
"Quickly attain sufficient strength, and then fulfill the promise you made."
Just as you promised—one day, you will accompany me for a long time.
And after Ophidia finished speaking, she closed her eyes, savoring the relief of expressing the words hidden in her heart. Her awareness gradually became sluggish, not noticing the change in the expression of the person behind her.
After hearing Ophidia’s rare heartfelt revelation, Herbert’s previously playful expression gradually calmed down, his gaze becoming distant.
He looked towards some distant future.
The possibility, yet unclear, where at the end, he can completely rid himself of all burdens and enjoy peaceful years together with them.
Not only she has expectations, but they all also do.
Including Herbert himself, who isn’t striving for such a future?
["Rest assured, there will certainly come such a day."]
The Divine softly promised, boosting the confidence of Their mortal companion.
["I assure you, after going through so many trials, you will certainly receive the reward you deserve."]
Unexpectedly, the mortal lightly shook their head.
"Nenasha, you’re wrong this time, it’s not ’you’, but ’we’."
"We will definitely reach such a future."
Herbert half-closed his eyes, retracting his gaze from the future, and softly said in his heart:
"In any undecided future, I won’t allow only myself to be happy. Don’t even think about leaving me and escaping alone."
"You better not run."
["...Well, don’t worry, I won’t run."]
Nenasha laughed after a moment of silence, her tone as playful as ever, softly saying: ["Even if you chase me away, I’d cling to you like a ghost!"]
"Mm, that’s more like it."
That’s the right flavor.
This is the real you.
That previously sentimental demeanor doesn’t suit you at all.
["Are you thinking of some rude things again?"]
"Nope."
Herbert nodded in satisfaction, then continued gazing at Ophidia in his arms.
With a gentle look, he shook his head lightly, then slowly embraced her slender and slightly cold waist more tightly, so she could lie more comfortably in his arms.
She fell asleep again.
If her previous slumber was due to finally finding peace after years of loneliness, leading her spirit into deep rest after relaxing.
This restful sleep is due to letting go of emotional burdens and understanding her true feelings, falling asleep in a peaceful environment.
When Ophidia wakes up from this sleep, she may not feel as abruptly relaxed as before, but she will definitely feel more secure than usual.
Thinking of this, Herbert couldn’t help but shrug his mouth in amazement.
"Truly enviable."
He wished he could have a good sleep as well.
But because of a certain Miss Vampire’s blood material, his need for sleep is remarkably low, struggling to sleep without forceful help from Nenasha.
A bit envious, indeed.
But the envy isn’t over the blissful sleep, but over Ophidia’s candid character.
"Really, we all agreed to engage in a play of wit, enjoying the process of tit-for-tat, but instead, all of you are so good at delivering heartfelt blows..."
"You all just enjoy yourselves and then leave me out, right?"
Herbert grumbled, then hugged the dreaming Ophidia more tightly.
"You fell asleep so defenselessly by my side, honestly trusting me? Aren’t you worried I might do something?"
His fingertips gently caressed Miss Snake’s abdomen, eliciting no resistance or alertness as expected.
If Herbert acted a bit more gently and cautiously, he could probably explore every inch of Ophidia without resistance.
"Damn it."
"How about pretending to sleep a bit before falling into a real deep sleep, so I can make some moves, oh, move my tail!"
"Tsk, with things like this, how can I betray your trust?"
He sighed helplessly, closing his eyes silently, pondering to himself.
"It seems this time, I have to execute things more beautifully."
"To the one who made the prophecy, make the scene a bit grander, otherwise, it’s hard for me to expand on the matter..."
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The one being prophesied holds the beauty in his arms in pseudo-sleep, while the one issuing the prophecy doesn’t have it so comfortably.