Chapter 1243 - 559: Small Ones Are Cute Too

Chapter 1243: Chapter 559: Small Ones Are Cute Too

Just as Miss Misfortune was feeling anxious, Herbert, who had been smiling and ready to praise, suddenly had his gaze uncontrollably shift downwards, landing on that eye-catching spectacle.

"...Hmm?"

Oh dear!

Such a big deal, why didn’t you mention it sooner?

If you had said it earlier, my attitude would have been even better.

Herbert felt the smile at the corner of his mouth instinctively become warmer, his attitude unconsciously improved by half.

No choice.

He helplessly shrugged his hands in his mind, feeling a bit resigned about his somewhat "shallow" reaction.

It’s really not his fault; it’s just too big.

It’s impossible not to look.

Their enormous size itself creates a powerful force field, a visual "absolute domain," full of incomparable impact.

Like two black holes radiating soft halos, arrogantly attracting, distorting, and capturing all surrounding gazes—or perhaps "white holes" would be more apt?

Their giant presence in view successfully absorbed part of his brain’s processing capacity, causing Herbert’s thoughts to momentarily overload and stall.

This brief "cognitive shock" was so prominent that even his subconscious aggression and vigilance substantially decreased.

As the saying goes, big is justice.

With such justice, how could she be a bad person?

Tada, Herbert switched to "friendly" mode!

As Herbert nodded, appreciating this hellish gift with a purely artistic mindset, a cold whisper like a dagger slicing through air reached his ears.

"Hey."

The voice contained a clearly discernible displeasure and a sense of offended anger, low in volume yet highly penetrating:

"What are you looking at? Are you being polite?"

He turned his head, noticing Kreti pursing her red lips forcefully, her pale arms tightly crossed over her chest, casting a critical glance his way.

She didn’t notice that this action inadvertently highlighted certain assets she might not want compared at this moment.

Eh?

Why the critical look?

Did I do something truly heinous?

I didn’t do anything...

If anything, I merely conducted some necessary, objective observations.

Just scientific analysis.

Herbert tilted his head in confusion, curling his lips into a smile impossible to be angry at, winking at her, he chuckled: "What’s wrong? Do you have something to say?"

?

You’re asking me?

Kreti couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Herbert.

Playing dumb again?

You’re overusing this tactic!

"Hah!"

She scoffed coldly, turning her head away, presenting the back of her head to Herbert, closing her eyes tightly, her long lashes fluttering slightly with anger.

She couldn’t be bothered to deal with this shameless Paladin knowingly feigning ignorance.

No dealing with this guy.

No matter what he says today, I won’t talk to him!

No helping, no matter his chat with the Misfortune.

Absolutely not!

I swear on my Demon dignity!

Words into actions!

"Hmm? Oh, I understand."

Seeing her shoulders trembling slightly, as if wronged, Herbert seemed to get it, revealing a knowing expression on his face.

He smiled, kindly consoling: "It’s okay, Kreti, don’t be sad, small ones are also cute, I like them just the same."

While speaking, Herbert’s gaze even consciously paused ever so briefly on her chest, as if confirming his aesthetic judgment, then nodded firmly.

Hmm, not bad.

"Hmm?"

Small ones?

Who?

...Me?

Originally prepared to ignore Herbert’s words, Kreti couldn’t hold back, opening her eyes wide in shock and looking over.

"Hmm???"

This is intolerable!

You can call me weak, unable to defeat that damned Demon, but not falsely claim I’m small!

That’s slander!

"Herbert!"

Kreti’s beautiful eyes widened in fury, glaring at Herbert, gritting her teeth: "Explain to me what exactly is small!!!?"

Truth be told, she’s really not small.

By either human or Demon standards, she definitely ranks as "quite substantial."

If ranking, she’d hardly be the smallest.

The truly small one is someone else.

And right here... ahem.

The issue lies in size being a relative concept here.

Kreti instinctively, swiftly glanced at Sammi’s overwhelmingly grand outline, feeling a sense of helplessness.

Compared to Flora’s barren domain, she’s like a towering hill, abundant in resources and worth bragging about.

But compared to Sammi’s disruptive mountain range, she’s inevitably somewhat overshadowed...

Yet, even if she can’t match her size, so what?

Kreti angrily shouted inwardly.

Couldn’t it be that a woman’s worth merely hinges on those two useless lumps, only adding weight and affecting combat balance!!!?

Pissed, shivering, cold!

If Herbert can’t give her a reasonable explanation today, she’d definitely stir a row, thoroughly hashing it out with him.

"Hmm, you’re asking me what’s small?"

Herbert looked at the raging Kreti, blinking, evaluating her from head to toe, uncertainly: "...Temper?"

He even tilted his head, as if observing whether this answer could quell her fury.

?

"Hey!!!"

This is even more excessive!

You’ve elevated from body insults to character insults!