Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 618 - 354 Tongue, very astringent! (Please subscribe!)

"..."

The lips of Lukalia within the mirror moved slightly, wanting to speak several times, but in the end, she chose silence.

After Herbert smiled and nodded at her, he immediately continued to soothe Luhier, and Lukalia smacked her lips secretly.

Tsk.

This young man... no, this man's uniqueness was beyond what she expected.

Herbert's special quality wasn't solely brought about by the strange, tumultuous destiny surrounding him.

Having witnessed Herbert's process of soothing Luhier, Lukalia thoroughly understood.

Even dismissing that favor of destiny, he himself was extremely unique.

Herbert was very adept at seizing the vulnerabilities in others' hearts and taking the opportunity to achieve his own objectives.

This capability of his felt more terrifying than that of any race whose livelihood depended on beguiling others.

At least in that previous encounter, ordinary people wouldn't even have the courage to speak up, let alone comfort a Fallen Angel.

Even in the past thousand years, she hadn't seen many people who possessed such a method.

Gentle words were wrapped in a layer of syrupy sweetness for the real purpose, making it impossible to discern the truth, willingly becoming his slave.

No, it wasn't just the words.

The bewildered insider, the clear-sighted outsider.

The Fallen Angel entangled in the situation couldn't see the truth, but Lukalia, an outsider, saw it all too clearly.

Every move, every glance, every pause was meticulously thought out, painstakingly orchestrated as a perfect performance.

With such methods, even that powerful Angel was toyed with under his applause.

No, perhaps the Fallen Angel understood too?

Lukalia didn't think Luhier was some fool who knew nothing.

A fool might get by with a strong racial gift to reach Legendary, but couldn't genuinely attain Epic.

Lukalia believed there were hardly any fools among Epic strongholds. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Perhaps, it was because the Fallen Angel understood that they chose to accept his embrace?

...No, what exactly was the relationship between the two of them? Why did Luhier heed that guy's commands?

This question made Lukalia very curious.

The flames of gossip in her heart burned intensely, like little cats scratching inside.

What on earth is your relationship?

Prisoner and Prison Warden? Close friends? Or... man and woman?

Looked like a bit of everything, yet somehow missing something.

If one had to describe a feeling, the relationship between the two seemed more like that of a superior and subordinate—and amazingly, the Angel was at a disadvantage!

What a reversal of the natural order!

Lukalia pondered for a long time, creating with her imagination piece after piece of freshly made scandalous stories, adding new chapters on the previous foundation.

"Reversing the Order! When an Angel Crawls at the Feet of a Mortal!" "The Unspoken Stories of Angels and Mortals"...

After crafting all sorts of emotionally turbulent tales of forbidden love, Lukalia exhaled long and satisfied.

"Whew!"

Satisfied.

She had her fill.

No matter what the facts were, she didn't care, as long as she had enjoyed it in her mind.

"Humans really are terrifying... another one good at playing with people's hearts, hehe."

While silently sighing, she watched Herbert and Luhier push open the teleportation gate and leave, unable but to sigh and shake her head.

"I am truly curious."

"Compared to those who flirt with numerous women, being contended for and ultimately ending up in fragments, what kind of fate will you meet in the end?"

Will you have a good end?

She didn't know how many women Herbert was actually involved with, but just those she had seen were already quite a few.

Giant Dragon, Mermaid, Angel...

"Speaking of it, do you really like them, or were you compelled by coincidence to walk this path?"

Those women associated with him were all powerful Monster Girls, each capable of brutally tearing him apart.

Did Herbert ever feel fear facing these companions?

Humans feared demons.

It's evident that humans have always hunted demons, yet they fear them, viewing themselves as pitiful weaklings.

For humans, union with alien races has always been a taboo that no one wants to mention—even though the number of mixed-bloods isn't exactly small, few people bring these issues to the surface.

Now, a Paladin was treading the most forbidden path, yet, surprisingly, had not lost the blessing of Holy Power and vows.

"So, do you firmly believe you're on the right path?"

Because you're convinced of your own righteousness, your will doesn't waver, and Holy Power doesn't disappear.

Herbert's actions were undoubtedly like walking on a knife's edge, dancing on the cliff's edge, any slight mistake would lead to the most tragic outcome.

Yet, such uncertainty is also the most alluring, sparking one's curiosity about the final result.

"How far will you go?"

Lukalia sighed, chuckling softly while shaking her head: "I hope you don't end up like those people, meeting a fate of having your body torn apart in the end..."

"I also hope I get to witness all of it, hehe."

By the end of the sigh, Miss Mirror Demon suddenly smiled strangely.

She looked around, making sure Herbert was completely gone and wouldn't be back for some time, then relaxed completely.

"Whew!"

Crack, crack, crack.

The surface of the Ancient Mirror gradually shattered, as a slender, translucent hand slowly extended out, resting on the edge of the mirror frame.