Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 588 - 339 Since you really want to know... (Please subscribe!)

"Alright, kid, go to sleep now... Hmph!"

The Ashen Bishop, after scolding the Chief Judge like he was a mere child, let out a snort of anger and waved his hand to close the rift.

Herbert, who had witnessed the whole thing from the side, said nothing, not even considering speaking up for the Chief Judge.

They made their own choices, idol.

Who told you to slack off and just sleep all the time?

Got caught by the boss, didn't you!

As the Ashen Bishop turned her gaze towards him, Herbert raised his hands slightly, indicating that he hadn't done anything.

Not only that, he also smiled innocently and said, "So, what plans do you have for bringing me to this place, ma'am?"

"Plans for you?"

The Ashen Bishop looked a little taken aback, sized him up, and then shook her head with a chuckle.

"Hehe."

Herbert's words amused her, and the anger in her dissipated, restoring her to her former self. With a playful tone, she teased, "Child, it seems this journey has made you more confident."

"You're even daring to joke like this in front of me now?"

Young man, you're quite brave.

Her gaze, hidden in the shadows, moved over Herbert, sizing him up and down.

Wherever that amused gaze fell on him, Herbert felt a slight chill, as if he were being watched by something dangerous—not just one, but many!

Facing such a dangerous gaze, Herbert appeared quite composed, shrugging his shoulders and replying with equal playfulness, "Really? I felt quite relaxed before."

Brave?

Wow, jokes are on.

I'm always super brave!

Never mind you, I even dared to joke with the Archbishop... though I almost got myself thrown out just now.

Not to mention that Herbert had already shown this kind of personality when dealing with the Ashen Bishop before.

Being cheeky feels good.

Courting death for a moment feels great, courting death all the time feels even greater!

The Ashen Bishop thought of Herbert's past 'provocations' and couldn't help but laugh and shake her head.

"You're right about that, hehe."

"You've always been a very courageous little guy."

Besides Herbert, no cultivator had ever dared face her with such a flippant, even frivolous attitude.

Those capable of speaking to her in such a tone had the power but lacked the interest.

Those without the power wouldn't dare be so impudent, nor did they outrank her.

Only this peculiar little guy in front of her, though outwardly polite, seemed to never truly hold others in regard.

Arrogant?

Fearless?

The Ashen Bishop wasn't sure how to describe Herbert's trait, but found it quite intriguing.

Perhaps even the old man prized him for this personality, valued and favored him because of it?

Countless yearn for more power, higher status, more wealth... striving for them.

But when they truly obtain all they desire, they might find it not as wonderful as imagined.

So-called 'high places are lonely.'

When you truly reach that spot, you'll realize how lonely you'll become.

But knowing the costs they'll bear, would they stop?

No.

Even with these costs, they must first truly possess them before considering anything else!

For those truly without possessions, such worries are a rare luxury.

The Ashen Bishop didn't intend to complain about the pains brought by what she owned, nor sell herself out for gains.

No, she never felt the pain.

At most, she found the long years somewhat boring.

This unexpected young man had indeed brought some interesting changes to her dreary years.

A lake, still for thousands of years, had a not so large stone gently thrown in.

To say a massive wave was stirred would be exaggerated.

But certainly, it broke the dead calm, creating ripples.

The Ashen Bishop sat back, resting on an invisible chair, the long skirt trailing to the ground.

"Herbert, tell me about your journey in the Dark Territory. What happened? What did you encounter?"

Herbert didn't answer immediately, instead glancing again at the long skirt, before raising his head to say with a smile, "Ma'am, are you really that curious?"

"Curious or not, I suppose I'm curious."

The Ashen Bishop didn't hide her interest in Herbert and smiled warmly, "I'm really eager to know what kind of commotion you little fellow can stir up this time?"

"So, tell me, what grand deeds have you accomplished?"

Everyone knew Herbert was not one to be trifled with—let him loose and he was sure to make a splash.

She hardly believed Herbert would go to the Dark Territory and do nothing quietly. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Oh, I did a few things, but I think they were too trivial to mention," Herbert feigned humility, waving his hand.

Indeed.

I merely did some trivial things!

Just assassinated the matriarch of the Dark Elf City, thwarted a sacrificial ritual to the Evil God, and defeated an embodiment of the Evil God... hardly anything major.

Compared to the Archbishop's tales of spectacular exploits, my accomplishments seemed hardly worth mentioning.