Chapter 1066 - 510: Want to Rebel for Once?
Herbert sneaked a glance at Ophidia, who was now burning with anger, and waited for a while, feeling that the timing was just about right, nodding silently.
"Hmm, this level seems about right, give it a little more time, and she might be back to normal."
Thus, he decided to proceed with his next plan.
Herbert slowly moved close to Ophidia, silently holding her hand.
!!?
At the moment her hand was touched, Ophidia suddenly turned her head, glaring at the brat who dared to provoke her at this moment.
The old thing’s strength is strong, I can’t beat him, if he bullies me by relying on his seniority, I can forget it.
Even you dare to bully me!!?
You really think I won’t dare to hit you!!?
"You..."
But just as Ophidia was about to explode, Herbert’s gentle smile, along with the soothing and soft Holy Power transmitted through his palm, made her suddenly snap out of her anger, dissipating most of it.
!!!
What was I about to do just now?
Realizing what she almost did, Ophidia was filled with fear.
Herbert carried the hopes of her and the entire monastery, everyone believed he could go further.
Moreover, Ophidia always wanted to see where Herbert’s destiny would ultimately lead, so she had high hopes for him.
Just now, in a moment of losing control, she actually almost hurt him!
This wasn’t because she had any particular expectations for Herbert’s future, but for another reason that was hard to explain to outsiders—if she had injured him just now, all her previous efforts would have been in vain.
Don’t forget, she had already allowed him to do some desecrating things before, a substantial sunk cost was already there.
If she accidentally killed him now, all her previous hard work and patience would be for nothing.
That wouldn’t do!
And when Ophidia snapped back to reality, the first thing she noticed was the warmth from the hand transmitted to her.
How long has it been since someone touched her like this? The last time—was when she stuffed him into her dress.
"..."
Alright, the last time it was still him.
Ophidia felt numb, her mouth twitching slightly.
Why does it feel like she’s getting more and more entangled with him... will she eventually really fall into his hands?
No, no way.
She absolutely cannot just yield like this!
Ophidia shouted inwardly, wanting to withdraw her hand from Herbert’s grasp.
But Herbert wouldn’t let her escape, his expression unchanged, he exerted a little force on his hand, ensuring she couldn’t break free.
At the same time, he seemed to be doing nothing on the surface, gently turning his head to ask: "Feeling better now?"
"Rest assured, I’ll stand by your side."
Herbert said resolutely, his eyes full of seriousness.
"..."
Ophidia did not reply, but lowered her head to look at her firmly held hand, her lips moved slightly and eventually couldn’t help a light chuckle, shaking her head and sighing.
"You’re indeed... "
So, with just this little trick, you want to move my heart?
But Herbert didn’t mind his little thoughts being seen through.
—Rather, these little thoughts were intentionally exposed for Ophidia to see, if she didn’t see through them, it wouldn’t have had the intended effect.
Anyway, the meaning he wanted to convey was already very clear, how she felt about it was her own business.
At this moment, just planting a seed was enough.
As for whether it grows and sprouts, that would be a question for later.
He didn’t bother saying anything else comforting, instead, somewhat rudely lifting Ophidia’s hood before she could become embarrassed and calmly stated:
"Ophidia, you’ve been working diligently for so long."
"Don’t you feel like rebelling a bit now?"
?
He grinned at the puzzled Guardian, blinking with a bright smile, asking:
"Don’t you want to try being a bit selfish?"
"To try living for yourself once?"
Ophidia!!!
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Underground Sanctuary.
"Interesting~"
Unlike the furious Ophidia, the Archbishop’s mood was very pleasant at the moment, even humming an ancient tune cheerfully.
After sending the "Evil God Body" away, there was actually no need for the Underground Sanctuary to have a rotating Guardian anymore.
But considering he’d been here for so long, it didn’t seem to matter spending a little more time in solitude, the Archbishop wasn’t in a hurry to leave.
To be safe, he planned to stay holed up for a few more decades or even a century.
But while staying, having some spare time meant having the energy to find some other entertainment.
As a result, he began stirring things up.
The idle Archbishop secretly contacted the Thorn Bishop and Rusted Nail Bishop, urging them to "discuss" thoroughly whether to give Herbert the position of Chief Judge or Knight Commander.
The result thereafter was as expected, even exceeded his expectations.
On a dark and windy night, those two delivered him a perfect bit of fun.
The battle of "True men don’t lose," "Brothers under the moon," "Whoever yelps first is a wimp," was quite thrilling.
The Archbishop was delighted, feeling that this joy alone could sustain him for decades.
Of course, as happy as he was, he felt a bit of unease in his heart.
"It’s interesting, but there’s also a bit of risk. If Ophidia finds out later, she might give me a good berating."
But compared to the awkwardness of that time, the present joy is real.
At worst, just pretend not to hear when getting scolded.
"Let’s hide before she notices."
As the Archbishop prepared to lay low, first retreating into seclusion and pretending to be dead for a while, a letter was delivered to the Underground Sanctuary’s door.
"Hmm?"
The Archbishop respected personal will; even though he could control the entire monastery, he mostly didn’t investigate others’ habits and was unaware of Herbert and Ophidia’s interactions.
So when this letter arrived, he knew nothing and thought it was just regular news notification.
But when the Archbishop opened the envelope and saw the words, his expression suddenly changed.
The letter contained just one short sentence.
It wasn’t a poetic expression like "The world is so big, I want to see it," but rather a roar of apparent frustration.
["Damn old fool! I’m done!!"]
"Eh?"
Archbishop: ?
"Wait, what did she say!!?"
What did Ophidia say?
How dare she say that!
No way, how could she say that!!?
This Saint walking the Mortal Realm first turned extremely serious but soon stood up in disbelief.
With eyes wide open, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Am I really that old!!?"
...
...
Meanwhile, as the Archbishop was greatly shaken, Herbert had already taken Ophidia away, heading into the Mist Mountain Range.
They weren’t heading towards Elda but turned in another direction under Herbert’s guidance.
"Hmm?"
Herbert seemed to hear Deng’s roar, feeling something as he glanced back with a chuckle: "Timing it right, the old man’s probably just realized, haha."
"...Hmm."
Unlike the joyful young man, Ophidia had calmed down by now, with a face full of confusion.
Eh?
Who am I? Where am I? What happened to me?
She couldn’t understand why she had been so impulsive earlier, leaving the monastery with him.
Do I really want to live "rebelliously" as he described?
But after thinking for a while, she couldn’t figure out why she was so impulsive, as if she’d suddenly lost her mind.
Really, it was so unlike her.
After pondering, she decided not to think too much about it; it was what it was.
Looking at the unfamiliar forest around, Ophidia wasn’t scared but, rather curious, asked: "Where are we going?"
Herbert turned around, flashing a sunny smile at her.
He said:
"Of course, to let you experience things you’ve never done before!"
"Trust me, it’s not scary at all!"
"I’ll gently teach you everything, just leave it all to me."
Ophidia: ?
Wait, isn’t there something off about what you’re saying?
She suddenly regretted coming out with him.
This guy...
He’s not a good person, after all!
No way.
This damn monastery, aside from me, is there really not a single decent person!!?
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