Chapter 1250 - 562: You Understand, Don’t You?

Chapter 1250: Chapter 562: You Understand, Don’t You?

"Still the same thing, we are not familiar with each other now. You don’t know me, and I can’t completely trust you, but you don’t have to be disappointed."

"Although signing a master-servant contract right away is impossible, perhaps we can change the way we cooperate, and you can offer me other value."

"Yes, value besides combat..."

Herbert’s gaze slightly lowered, winked at Sammi with a slight smile, and said meaningfully, "You understand, don’t you? You clearly have other values to me."

Gulp.

Sammi subconsciously hunched over, trying to hide her body, and stammered, "You, you mean..."

Herbert nodded encouragingly, coaxing, "Yes, exactly as you thought."

"Miss Sammi, it’s evident that you’re... very good at gathering intelligence, right?"

Hmph, don’t underestimate my intelligence network!

... Huh?

At this moment, Sammi was no longer afraid and raised her head, looking dumbfoundedly at the confident smile of the Godslayer.

Eh?

It seems something is off...

"What, are you not skilled?"

Herbert looked at Sammi’s dazed expression and sighed regretfully, "If that’s the case, then forget it, just pretend I never mentioned it..."

"No!"

Sammi, coming back to her senses, didn’t care about anything else and quickly interrupted, anxiously, "No, no, no! I am skilled! Your Excellency, I’m really good at gathering intelligence!"

Yes, I’m very good at this!

Herbert seemed a bit displeased, frowned, and said, "You’re skilled? Then why didn’t you respond just now?"

"I, I thought... uh, no, it’s nothing!" Sammi almost let slip in her confusion, but responded in time, laughing awkwardly.

"Oh? What did you think?"

Herbert tilted his head playfully, looking at the panicked expression of the Demon, and asked, "Can you tell me? What kind of request did you think I would make to you?"

!!?

Sammi was deeply shaken by the question, fearfully shrunk her neck, and awkwardly said, "Uh, well, uh-uh-uh!"

Someone save me?

Is anyone here?

She didn’t notice, while she was searching for opportunities everywhere, Herbert’s attention was actually focused behind her.

After confirming that Kreti had quietly left, Herbert put away the thought of continuing to tease Sammi.

"Hehe."

Sammi didn’t know that she had only one value to Herbert now, which was to serve as a tool to stimulate Kreti, a part of the play.

As for whether she can have other uses later, that would depend on Sammi’s performance.

To be honest, Herbert was actually quite looking forward to Sammi’s ability to gather information.

How good his own Monster Girl was, she just couldn’t conveniently go out, and was completely ineffective in gathering intelligence.

If Sammi could fill this gap, it would really be like providing fuel in snowy weather to Herbert, who currently relies entirely on

others for information.

"Forget it, since you don’t want to say, I won’t force you."

Herbert gently smiled at Sammi and naturally shifted the topic to business, "I’ll give you a test. You need to help me collect some special information in Hell and the Mortal Realm..."

"The specific requirement is simple. Gather the necessary information while ensuring your own safety..."

"Um, don’t need particularly secret information..."

...

"This is your first task from me, I hope you won’t disappoint me."

After listening to all Herbert’s requests, the suspended heart within Sammi finally settled down.

Although the requirement to try not to get hurt is a bit harsh, as long as she’s careful enough, it’s still possible to achieve.

Unexpectedly, this Godslayer really considers trusting me, giving me this precious opportunity.

"I understand."

Sammi kneeled on one knee in front of Herbert, respectfully lowering her head, and seriously said, "Your Excellency, I will definitely complete the task you assigned to me."

Herbert accepted her salute, stood with his hands behind his back, warmly said, "Yes, go ahead, I’m only giving you one month’s time, I look forward to your good news."

"Yes!"

As the spiritual embodiment in the summoning array dispersed at the Godslayer’s signal, Sammi’s body located in Hell slowly opened its eyes.

"...Unexpectedly, I actually really got involved with that great one."

It seems this time, I also sort of benefited from a misfortune?

Although the Godslayer didn’t accept that abrupt request, he didn’t completely refuse either; there seems to be a little hint of willingness.

As long as I seize this precious opportunity, I can completely liberate myself!

"I actually have a lucky day, kind of unaccustomed, indeed..."

Sammi sighed with emotion, thought of Herbert’s face, and sighed deeply:

"The Godslayer, truly as the rumors say, is a special Paladin, without the rigidity of other Holy Professionals."

"He actually openly walks with a Demon, even indulges her in desecrating him, letting her forcefully kiss him... What exactly is their relationship?"

"Moreover, he doesn’t mind my unfortunate luck at all, and there’s no disgust in his eyes for me."

This detail was the real reason Sammi made her request so abruptly and desperately.

Sammi could see that Herbert didn’t care about the "curse" she bore and was willing to treat her as a normal person.

Only then did she muster the courage to take a gamble, bravely charging forward.

And now it seems she indeed bet correctly.

However, she only guessed correctly about one thing; she indeed overthought the other.

No matter how nonchalant this gentleman might seem, he is still an outstanding Paladin, how could he possibly make such a filthy request!

There was no way he would yearn for a demon’s body.

It’s just...

"It’s really somewhat a pity."

Sammi murmured somewhat regrettably, thinking of something, "If he had been interested in me, I might have been able to endure it..."

She hesitated for a moment, raised her hand to bear the weight on her chest, and sighed helplessly.

"Growing so big without any use, really unlucky!"

Boom.

She laid down her proud assets, casually opened a bottle of Molten Blood Wine, inverted the bottle, and poured the scorching liquid directly into her mouth.

"Mhmm... Ha!"

...

...

Deep within the Bronze Fortress, in the cell—or rather bedroom—belonging to Kreti.

After several "renovations" by Herbert, this place already looks more like a comfortable living room.

Especially the bed, which was changed to a luxurious style loved by nobles, according to Kreti’s preference, specially delivered from Frost Crystal.

Kreti threw herself into the lounge chair covered with soft blankets, and angrily punched the cushion beside her a few times.

"Idiot! Fool! Blockhead!"

"You mean-spirited fellow, you’re even worse than a demon! Always bullying people!"

Miss Devil buried her face in the pillow, cursing under her breath, repeatedly replaying the socially mortifying scene in her mind.

How could she... how could she kiss him?

And right in front of others, and another fellow tribe member she was meeting for the first time!

The most infuriating part was that the demonstration had no effect at all; Sammi didn’t understand it at all!

As for Herbert, he actually smiled so happily!

"You are simply a jerk... Hmph!"

If she hadn’t overheard Herbert ultimately refusing the presumptuous Master-Servant Contract, Kreti’s vocabulary of curses would be a few times larger.

He still has a bit of conscience.

Although not much, there is still a little bit.

"Clearly, I came first..."

Kreti’s muffled voice came from the pillow, barely audible, resembling the timid demeanor of wanting to speak but not daring to.

Shame, annoyance, and a touch of inexplicable grievance, all sorts of emotions intertwined, causing turmoil in her heart.

Why?

Why did she panic so much, so... scared, when Herbert might accept another demon?

Afraid of being replaced?

Afraid of losing this special treatment?

"What am I really afraid of?"

...

...

On the other side, after careful consideration, Ophidia decided to give a heads-up to the Archbishop first.

Not mentioning anything specific, just planning to put out some harsh words—Old geezer! Herbert is under my protection now! Don’t meddle anymore!

She originally intended to say this and then leave.

However, after leaving the harsh words at the Sanctuary’s entrance, the other side had no reaction at all.

This was clearly not the Archbishop’s style.

Feeling strange, Ophidia walked into the Underground Sanctuary after some hesitation, then—completely stunned.

"Where... is the person?"

Ophidia looked at the Archbishop’s body, now only a hollow shell with the soul absent, her face muscles twitching violently, gritting her teeth, and said:

"Old geezer, are you planning to resign too!!?"

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