Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 745 - 396 The Saint’s Invitation (6.2K, seeking comfort——)_2

"..."

"..."

"Mmm!!!" (chew chew chew chew chew)

Finally, Flora was the first to speak, asking the most pressing question, "Master, will there be any danger?"

The three of them, although actually taken out for fresh air by Herbert, had tasks in principle.

As bodyguards, their duty is to protect Herbert's safety.

And now, the one they're supposed to protect slipped away, leaving the bodyguards in a safe place.

"There shouldn't be any."

Herbert shook his head and said, "If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't need to go to such trouble."

Although he speculated quite a bit about the Sun Pope's intentions, in any case, Herbert wouldn't be in danger this time.

Still, as he said, caution is necessary, but don't over-dramatize things.

Just like how capital doesn't care if the athlete has touched its cake, the difference in scale is too vast.

If the Sun Pope really wanted to harm him, Herbert wouldn't even have a chance to react.

"But..." Flora hesitated for a moment, looking like she had something to say.

But Herbert didn't let her continue, waving his hand, "Don't worry, I'll use this opportunity to help you ask him about that matter."

"I... um, thank you."

Flora pressed her lips together, wanting to explain something, but in the end, she just nodded obediently.

She really wanted to say that her concern wasn't about purification, but more about his safety.

She never thought Herbert was a wooden Paladin who didn't understand heart matters; he definitely knows her thoughts.

And since he deliberately changed the subject, there must be his own reason.

Was he worried someone might be listening?

Flora squinted her eyes, silently scanned the room, trying to find clues.

But she looked around and didn't find any traces of others, or any Magic Guide Items.

"Hehe."

Herbert, seeing that Flora understood immediately, nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at Miss Hungry Dragon, who was struggling to chew something.

"Valentina, what about you? Do you have anything you want to say?"

"Mmm!!?" (chew chew chew chew chew)

Once she saw Herbert looking in her direction, Valentina's expression visibly became more excited. She waved her hands for a long time, pointing at her tightly closed mouth.

Chew chew chew chew chew! (Nervously chewing faster!)

"Hmm?"

Herbert looked at Valentina, who wanted to gesture something, and then at the football-sized jar on the table.

Wait, could it be?

He stepped forward and saw that the jar was half empty, filled with what seemed like dense yogurt-like dairy products, along with teeth marks on it.

"...Oh!"

Got it.

Herbert understood completely.

"I wondered why you suddenly went silent. It turns out your mouth got clogged!"

Who would eat so much dense yogurt in one go?

It's probably all stuck to your palate!

He exasperatedly flicked Valentina's forehead, saying helplessly, "Don't just think about swallowing, use your tongue to lick."

Do I really need to teach you how to eat, you silly dragon?

Finally, under Herbert's bemused gaze, Valentina's slender neck moved up and down once.

Glug.

"Mmm? Mmm mmm mmm... gulp, hah!"

After much toil and trouble, she finally used her tongue to lick down the dairy product stuck on her upper palate and swallowed it.

"Ha, ah, haha!"

Though this small thing seemed harmless, she didn't expect it to exhaust her to the point of breaking into a sweat.

It wasn't hard to eat, but truly a "demanding" eat!

Valentina looked exhausted, as if she'd been beaten up by the dense yogurt in her mouth.

"I want to go! I want to protect you!"

Having finally freed her mouth, Valentina regained her energy, raised her hand eagerly, saying repeatedly, "Let me go with you!"

She'd come out with Herbert this time just to stick by his side, wishing to cling to him every moment.

Pope?

What's the Pope got to do with it?!

Can he break us apart?

No!

Valentina's thoughts didn't surprise Herbert at all, but he couldn't indulge her recklessness.

"Valentina, you really want to go with me?"

"Yes! If he dares to harm you, I'll fight him!" Miss Hungry Dragon declared something quite astonishing.

Herbert didn't refuse; he smiled and nodded, reminding her, "Really? By the way, let me remind you, the Sun Pope's strength is probably about the same as an Archbishop."

"You still want to fight him?"

My dear Miss Hungry Dragon, are you really sure?

"Go! I want to go... uh!"

Valentina was shouting there when suddenly she reacted, the whole dragon's eyes turned clear.

Hmm!!?

As strong as that old man!!?

Valentina calmed down.

Though she's advanced to Epic and awakened the Giant Dragon Bloodline, receiving the legacy of the Mother of Dragons, making her several times stronger than before.

But!

Even now, with her confidence soaring, when she recalls that terrifying figure, she can only feel her own insignificance.

Ignorance is fearless.

There's an interesting phenomenon in the world.

The weaker a person is, the more they like to boast of their "strength", believing they have reached the peak.

While truly powerful ones are more humble, appearing approachable.

The stronger Valentina is, the more she can understand the elder's strength.

It's outright crushing.

Though it's not enough to make her develop a psychological shadow from the memory, it does force her to calm down.

Valentina's lips moved, she thought for a while, feeling a bit conflicted.