Chapter 1246 - 560: Can You Be My Master?

Chapter 1246: Chapter 560: Can You Be My Master?

And Herbert looked at her crying and sniveling, terrified like anything, and also blinked confusedly.

"...Eh?"

No way.

Herbert quickly realized the problem—Sammi wasn’t complaining about injustice.

She was so eager to bow because she feared I’d use the Great Memory Recovery Skill!

No, am I some kind of villain?

At that moment, Herbert had only one thought in his mind—What did I do to deserve such fear?!

I don’t think I’ve done anything!

Why does she look like she’s seen a ghost... huh?

"Nenasha?"

["(An uninterested whistling sound~)"]

"Tsk, I knew it."

["(An even more proud whistling sound~)"]

Herbert was helpless against Miss Harmonious God’s mischief and understood what Sammi was truly afraid of. He lowered his head and looked at her with some compassion, gently shaking his head.

He thought to himself that this guy was really unlucky, encountering Nenasha at her most excited and getting deliberately scared by her.

But this compassionate look and shaking head conveyed a completely different meaning to Sammi.

Oh no!

The Godslayer doesn’t plan to spare me!

Sammi’s spirits sank into despair, bleakly considering whether to destroy this soul manifestation and have her main form escape more, buying a bit more time.

Though desperate, she still didn’t think of giving up entirely.

After so many years of bad luck, having faced various crises, she had no reason to give up so easily.

Then, Sammi noticed Herbert suddenly squat in front of her and reach his hand towards her head.

!!!

Is he going to crush my head?

Sammi was scared, but she dared not dodge. She could only close her eyes in fear as the big hand landed on her head—and gently patted it.

...Huh?

"What a pitiful child, truly having done nothing wrong, yet so cursed by misfortune? Destiny is really unfair."

Herbert’s words, without much deeper meaning, reached Sammi’s ears like lightning, slicing through the darkness of despair.

!!!

No one had ever treated her like this.

No one had ever patted her head, sighed for her plight, or lamented her misfortune.

No one!

No one had ever spoken up for her!

Never had there been others who helped her curse this unfair destiny!

No one!

But now... that person appeared.

In a role she never imagined, appearing before her, descending before her in an unexpected manner.

"..."

She suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the young Godslayer whose eyes were filled with mercy.

Those indifferent gray eyes that once terrified her now looked at her with a slightly different hue.

Though it was merely sympathy and compassion.

In his eyes, she was no longer just a beautiful vase to be smashed at will but more like a pitiable small animal with a tragic background.

At least, Sammi could be certain at this moment—she certainly didn’t have to die. He bore no murderous intent towards her.

Seeing Sammi no longer trembling and quieting down, Herbert also guessed what might be happening.

"Hehe."

He chuckled and showed a gentle smile, softly asking, "Now, can you tell me about those things?"

"...Mhmm."

Sammi pursed her lips and nodded sincerely, her voice trembling but resolutely saying, "I will tell you everything."

She didn’t know if she was submitting to fear or eager to repay his compassion.

Sammi wasn’t sure.

After the two stood up, Sammi obediently lowered her head, pondering over her words, and respectfully spoke softly to Herbert:

"My lord Godslayer, I actually haven’t had much contact with Finn."

"At the beginning, Finn seemed to have summoned me by accident with the keyword ’theft,’ asking me to help him steal a special item hidden within the Mage Tower of the Witch Association."

Herbert raised an eyebrow, somewhat guessing what it might be, but still pretended to be unaware and asked, "Did you succeed?"

As expected, Sammi gently shook her head. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

"No, we failed. His information was insufficient, and besides, he wasn’t willing to pay the extra fee for killing a mage if discovered while breaking into the Mage Tower."

Remembering the scene at that time, she sneered disdainfully.

Bah, cheapskate!

Clearly an Epic Grand Mage, yet unwilling to pay even that much, making it seem as if I insisted on killing that mage.

Herbert saw it differently.

Did Finn really refuse to pay? Or couldn’t afford it? Or maybe... hesitated halfway and couldn’t bear it?

Hard to guess, huh, it’s really hard to guess.

Ah, a simp.

Thinking he’s devoted but actually just a simp.

"The first cooperation didn’t work out, what happened then?"

Sammi didn’t hide anything, narrating the subsequent cooperations, where she helped Finn successfully deal with several opposing Legendary forces.

Though she’s a Legendary unlucky soul, the assassin skills honed over the years have become quite formidable.

"The last time was not long ago, and it was Finn who contacted me again."

"Unlike before, this time he surprisingly paid the full reward upfront, even gave me double!"

"One share for me and another for acting as a middleman to contact the Assassin Church’s assassins to kill a mortal kingdom’s king."

Herbert couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this.

Not because he became a victim of the assassination’s aftermath, but laughing at Finn’s blatantly deceitful move.

Being subservient to Astrid while forcefully attacking Reinhardt?

Alright, alright, splendid.

When dealing with rivals, heavy blows are the way to go!

Even though others are loving, with children, having nothing to do with you, still, you should strike hard!

"Uh?"

Sammi, though unsure why the Godslayer laughed suddenly, honestly continued her narration.

Herbert thought he had figured out the subsequent events, but it turns out it was slightly different from what he knew.

Firstly, Sammi didn’t directly take part in the assassination as she was fleeing in Hell at the time.

Secondly, what surprised him more—even more unexpected—was that Sammi wasn’t the one selling the assassination details to the nobles for a dual profit.

That outrageous action was done by the Legendary assassin in the Assassin Church!

Unsatisfied with just one assassination, he planned to create an assassination wave throughout Frost Crystal, making nobles paranoid and start mutually killing each other, making it easier to get contracts.

Ah?

Damn, so it was you, you beast.

Wait for it. I will definitely go to the Assassin Church to reclaim justice—oh, right, the Assassin Church doesn’t exist anymore.

Forget the church; even the God of Assassination has been put to rest, not a trace left.

Who did it?

Oh, it was me.

Alright then, all good.

I’ve already avenged myself in advance, thanks to a certain Sun’s help.

After hearing Sammi’s recounting, Herbert was also somewhat sentimental, unknowingly already having his revenge done.

As he sighed and mused, Sammi, who finished narrating, gazed at him and timidly spoke, "That—um... my lord Godslayer!"

Taking a deep breath, she clenched her fist and loudly said, "Can you sign a Master-Servant Contract with me!!?"

Huh?

Herbert blinked, tilted his head, and amusingly asked, "What? You want to become my master?"

Starting off with a Master-Servant play?

You’re quite bold!

"No, no, no!"

The unlucky young lady hurriedly shook her head but still bravely asked, "I, I mean...can I ask you to be my master?"

Sammi knew it was presumptuous, but she was even more aware that this might be her only chance in life.

An opportunity to escape from living in constant fear, constantly on edge.

If she could secure the Godslayer’s protection, she’d likely have no major crisis in the short term.

Yes, as long as she could cling to this great pillar—

"No way!!!"

A sharp shout interrupted her fantasy.

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