Free Web NovelChapter 915: Chapter 454: You Really Don’t Understand Anything!
"I’ve been waiting for so long!"
"I thought you could understand me, kid..."
"And yet!"
"You!"
"You don’t understand a thing!"
The Archbishop clutched his chest in anguish, as if he had suffered an unbearable injury there.
Kid.
Did you see it?
Here, it hurts!
Do you know?
Here!
It hurts so much!!!
"...Huh?"
Herbert, who usually torments others, was deeply bewildered at this moment.
I don’t understand?
Me?
Me?
What?
"Tsk!"
Damn it!
You old Deng!
Faced with accusations, Herbert preferred to fight back rather than repent.
You think I don’t understand, but isn’t it possible... it’s you who doesn’t understand!
"...Heh!"
Herbert looked at the Archbishop with a speechless expression, squinting his eyes and curling his lips into a crooked grin.
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Ha!
You want to play this game with me?
Ha.
Keep pretending if you want, go ahead!
Keep pretending!
This kind of thing requires mutual cooperation, the interaction between both parties is indispensable.
As long as I can hold back and not respond, let’s see how you continue your performance!
Sure enough, under Herbert’s cold contempt, the Archbishop fell silent.
The two silently stared at each other, not saying anything, yet seeming to communicate in silence.
"Cough! Cough... hmm."
A moment later, the old man coughed twice, nodded calmly, and restored his attitude to normal.
Looking at Herb, as if just witnessing his triumph, he nodded with an expression full of benevolent approval:
"Herbert, I am very satisfied with your performance this time, you did well."
It was as if his exaggerated behavior earlier did not exist, wiped from history as he said calmly:
"Although you still have shortcomings in handling crises, forgot some key... things (gritting teeth)."
As he spoke, his expression changed slightly, showing three parts regret, three parts unwillingness, four parts anger, and ninety percent dissatisfaction.
Damn it, not human!
He glanced at Herbert gloomily, then deliberately acted indifferent and continued: "But overall, you all... no, they did quite well."
"If they can keep this up, perhaps the day of shedding prisoner status is not far away."
Though outwardly composed, Old Deng’s heart was bleeding for losing the chance to breeze through outdoors.
Dammit, aaaaah——
At the same time, his words not only praised Herbert but also mentioned Valentina and the three monster girls who accompanied him.
It seemed like a lot was said, but not much useful content.
Summarized, it boils down to fourteen words - Well done, keep going next time, good work gets rewards.
That’s all!
No actual support provided.
Almost everyone could see it was a trap.
Because it’s just typical managerial encouragement - "Work hard, I’ll promote and raise you."
Everyone knew he was spouting impossible nonsense, yet couldn’t help being slightly swayed by such words.
Even though he might say the same to others, but what if... I’m different?
Maybe, I’m the lucky one!
Setting aside those impractical imaginations, the Archbishop’s evaluation nonetheless stirred Herbert’s heart.
Because—this was recognition from the [Mist Archbishop]!
The recognition didn’t come from anyone else, but from the one who sent them into the Disciplinary Hall.
During this mission, Valentina and her crew, though not contributing much, were far from useless vases.
They all played their roles and realized their value.
No need to mention Valentina, who transformed into Flying Heroine + mount + fighter, only demanding a single salary.
—Though the salary setup was a bit time-consuming and labor-intensive, it was still just one.
Kreti used her verbal manipulation to stir the emotions of thousands of Sun Faithful, waking them from the God of Sinful Desire’s chaotic domain.
This action directly saved nearly ten thousand lives, a deed unmatched.
Though she felt conflicted about earning such merit effortlessly, her feelings were irrelevant; what mattered was the deed.
Flora didn’t do much, seemingly only transforming into a Molten Giant to sound the horn of divine battle.
But just being reliable at critical moments is often enough.
Moreover, the Sun horn’s symbolic meaning is profound, not everyone qualifies to even blow it.
The horn of holy war!
When sounded, it shifts the entire war’s significance.
Flora, despite seeming ordinary, silently bore considerable pressure—a reason why the Sun Goddess later felt at ease with her actions.
Blowing it initially proved her character, not to mention the horn’s unique meaning to Sun Worshipers.
He had already recognized the true nature of this exceptional Enchanting Demon.
"Uh! Well... thank you for your praise?" Herbert blinked, uncertainly asking.
If overinterpreted, the Archbishop’s words seemed to show concern for them all.
"Hmph! Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t praising you."
