Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 658 - 367 Waiting (Subscribe!)_2

"In that case, I mean business too!"

Without giving Herbert a chance to react, she moved her long legs and tightly locked Herbert’s waist.

"Hehe! I’m not going to let you escape~"

Feeling the unyielding pressure, Herbert knew he couldn’t break free and pressed his lips together.

At that moment, he realized he had no way out.

So, Herbert took a deep breath, stopped thinking about escape, and his gaze became as resolute as if he were going to save the world.

"Then let’s fight!!!"

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Finally, this battle lasted until sunrise the next day, ending with Valentina’s humiliating defeat by a narrow margin.

Valentina had overestimated her strength.

While her stamina bar was almost limitless, her sensory tolerance bar had its limits.

After several defeats, she had to admit defeat and give up in embarrassment.

The triumphant Herbert held the lazy and coquettish Miss Hungry Dragon, watching the slowly rising sun at the horizon, unable to come up with a new law of sunrise.

He wasn’t in the sage mode anymore; he was almost ready to renounce everything.

Previously, he always yearned to increase his strength, but even after doing so, he still couldn’t meet his expectations, unable to completely overrun Miss Hungry Dragon.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly nodded and murmured, "Yes, strength, still need to increase strength..."

When the sun had fully risen, Herbert’s blank consciousness gradually recovered, no longer in a state of blankness, and Valentina also awakened from that blissful pleasure.

Yet, the two of them still did not separate, still clinging to each other like conjoined twins, feeling the caress of the pool waters in the Heroic Spirit Pool, and experiencing each other’s warmth.

Valentina’s normal body temperature was always high, even in human form, her body surface was about forty to fifty degrees, like a big furnace.

Most people might not be able to endure this kind of warmth, or even be unwilling to go near.

But to the heat-tolerant Herbert, Valentina was like a warm baby, holding her felt comfortable.

Warmly comforting.

"Valentina, would you like to go to Elda with me later?"

Herbert looked at the sleepy Miss Hungry Dragon whose eyelids were having a hard time staying open and helplessly said, "Never mind, pretend I didn’t ask."

She was this tired, how could she still have the energy to go to the Elda Territory?

"Eh—I am a little tired!"

Valentina lazily whined, nuzzling against Herbert’s chest.

She had feelings for the Elda Territory they developed together with Herbert, but for the other residents, she actually had not much affection or particular thoughts.

It’s unfamiliar.

The main reason was that Valentina was very sleepy now.

She wanted to sleep,

After successfully breaking through, her spirit was already very fatigued, not to mention she had been continuously fighting after that—although the latter was her own doing.

Comforted, satisfied, and exhausted.

Yes, it’s time to sleep.

Herbert didn’t have much hope for this Disciplinary Hall sleeping deity’s energy.

It seemed Valentina’s habit of being sleepy did not improve after her breakthrough... oh well, as long as it doesn’t continue to get worse.

Herbert didn’t have any special expectations of Valentina.

The child doesn’t need to go to school, nor does she need to work; she can sleep whenever she wants.

"Can you get back yourself?"

Herbert looked down at the calm water surface of the Heroic Spirit Pool, his gaze flickered, he could see the Mirror Space.

If he wanted, he could return at any time— even when Valentina had her way earlier.

Don’t ask him why he didn’t run just now.

Ask, and the answer is playing hard to get, these are little playful interactions between them, don’t mind the details.

But based on Herbert’s own speculation, his ability was probably limited to himself and had certain restrictions on others.

Sure enough, Valentina didn’t understand Herbert’s meaning and blinked as if she hadn’t thought about it and said, "Sure, I’ll just fly back~"

From Miss Hungry Dragon’s perspective, the water surface hadn’t changed at all, she couldn’t see the Mirror Space, so she naturally had no way of teleporting back.

"Then I’ll just fly back now, ha—" Valentina gave a big yawn, saying she was about to get up and fly back to the Monastery directly.

But just as she was about to get up, Herbert grabbed her cheeks and pulled her back.

"Hey! Lebootzeeinnahdeeen—" ("You don’t pinch my face—")

Although she was constantly complaining, Valentina didn’t struggle, just pouting adorably, looking at him with eyes full of grievance.

What are you doing!

Herbert couldn’t help but laugh as he saw her expression, tapping her forehead with another finger, and said irritably, "Where are you going? You want to go to heaven?"

"Yes!" Valentina nodded.

Exactly, I want to fly to the sky!

Herbert laughed with anger, couldn’t help with his other hand, symmetrically pinching her cheeks, and stretched them like an accordion.

Pulling and tugging, kneading and pinching.

He kneaded Valentina’s cheeks like dough while saying, "Miss, shouldn’t you use your brain more? Think about how we got out in the first place?"

"Flying back so obviously, isn’t it like advertising to others that you can break out?"

How did they get out?

Smuggling.

Then, when going back, they had to smuggle as well!

Valentina blinked, suddenly understanding and going "Oh? Oh—oh!"

Then Herbert looked at her sudden understanding expression, pursed the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Do you really understand?"

"Nope!"

Miss Hungry Dragon answered energetically.

Indeed.

Herbert looked at Valentina’s clear eyes, recalling some classmates from his former life during school days, those backbenchers busy getting entrenched in the concept of time.

Whether they understood or not was unclear, grades didn’t matter, they had a very cooperative attitude towards classes nonetheless.

As long as they didn’t disrupt the class order, the teachers didn’t bother with them, just taking it as livening up the atmosphere.

And Herbert’s attitude towards Valentina wasn’t much different from teachers’ thoughts towards them—just let her do what makes her happy.

After all, she didn’t need to be any wise character, being an action-oriented hand rather than a brain is great too.

"So what should I do?"

Even when just asking the sage would get her an answer, Valentina had given up thinking entirely while staying next to Herbert.

Already a useless dragon—although she wasn’t particularly strong before, anyway.

"Alright, listen to my command."

"Okay!"

Under Herbert’s command, Valentina put on her clothes, jumped in place, and then dived straight into the water.

At this moment, to Herbert, Valentina’s figure transformed into another animal, no longer the large destructive dog in his impression, nor the black and white cat missing a screw in its brain.

It seemed he saw a fox hunting in the polar snow from nature documentaries in his previous life.

Also jumping up high, then diving headfirst into the snow.

Thud!

A loud noise came from beneath the water, followed by a series of bubbles.

Glub glub—

Valentina suddenly raised her head from the water, pouting, "You liar! I can’t get back!"

Although it didn’t hurt, Valentina still felt somewhat embarrassed after her head intimately contacted the bottom of the Heroic Spirit Pool.

Were you deliberately teasing me?

Miss Hungry Dragon stared at Herbert with dangerous eyes, clearly indicating she might just pin him down again if he didn’t comply.

Herbert inwardly nodded as he saw her embarrassed and angry expression, having a sense of the teleportation limitation.

Relying on others wouldn’t work, not even if he was beside her, he had to personally engage with them.

"Haha, how could I lie to you?"

Herbert laughed cheerfully, taking her hand to join his, inserting their hands into the "mirror."

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Elda Territory.

Sofia silently waited, whispering to herself, "My Lord, wasn’t it supposed to be the next day? It’s already... why haven’t you returned yet?"

"Could something dangerous have happened?"

It shouldn’t be, could it?