Chapter 1274 - 574: If You Can Fight, Don’t Waste Words

Chapter 1274: Chapter 574: If You Can Fight, Don’t Waste Words

"No way..."

Valentina pouted, muttered twice under her breath, then stopped talking and just stared at Herbert with big, hopeful eyes.

┗(′?∧?｀)┛

Ultimate move: Moe Attack!

She seemed very aware of how cute she looked, just staring straight at him like that.

Staaare——

"..."

Herbert’s head was starting to hurt under that blazing gaze, and he couldn’t help but look away—only to find, regretfully, that he couldn’t shake her off.

He turned his head, and Valentina scooted along with him, always keeping herself within Herbert’s line of sight.

I’m not saying anything, I’ll just look at you all pitiful like this.

"...Sigh!"

Herbert twitched the corner of his mouth at Valentina’s pitiful little expression, and, helpless, chose to compromise.

He surrendered.

"Alright, alright, stop looking at me with those poor, sad eyes. I really can’t win against you."

He raised a hand to rub his forehead and sighed. "How about this—while I still need the Heroic Spirits’ Soul Cores, their armor... you can eat a little."

He knew all too well how obsessed this Miss Hungry Dragon was with food; if he didn’t agree to her request, she might actually try to sneak a bite or two on the battlefield.

Those suits of armor were brimming with energy yet structurally stable; with Valentina’s teeth and digestion, she might chip a fang—no, wait.

If it’s her we’re talking about, then actually there probably isn’t any problem.

Since there was no need to worry about her shattering dragon teeth, Herbert relaxed quite a bit, and added half-jokingly:

"You can eat, just don’t eat too much. I still need to keep them for later."

Those sets of Heroic Spirit Battle Armor were high quality; even as antiques, they’d fetch a good price.

Not to mention most of their functions were still intact. Once fully mastered, they could directly equip an entire troop.

Or, even if they were smelted down and reforged, using them as base material would massively stock up Elda’s reserves.

Letting Valentina eat all of them as snacks would really be a bit of a waste.

If Herbert were a proper Lord, he absolutely wouldn’t agree to such nonsense.

The proper response would be to reject this ridiculous request outright and order the Hungry Dragon not to overstep.

But as everyone knew, Herbert had never been what you’d call "proper."

He wasn’t even a proper Paladin, so there was no way he’d be a proper Lord.

So, naturally, this kind of thing was no big deal.

Eat!

If she wants to eat, then let her eat!

The kid wants food? Then feed her!

What’s wrong with having a little something?

As long as she can’t eat the family into bankruptcy, she can eat herself to death for all he cares!

"Wah!"

As soon as Valentina heard her scheme had worked, her aggrieved expression vanished in an instant, replaced by outright excitement.

"Herbert, you’re the best!"

She darted in front of Herbert, grabbed him in one go, and hoisted him up, cheering loudly.

"The best!"

When she got really hyped, she even tossed Herbert straight up into the air, then caught him again midway.

Valentina was having an absolute blast, while Herbert’s reaction was more on the "slightly dying inside" side.

His eyes went dull as he let her toss him around, looking all kinds of awkward about being treated like a little kid.

—Yet that faintly upturned corner of Herbert’s mouth silently proved that he actually kind of liked this embarrassing "being lifted high" treatment.

He was just being stubborn!

Everyone present knew Herbert pretty well and could more or less guess what was going on in that guy’s head.

Clearly he liked it, but he just had to say he didn’t!

Heh. Men.

But that wasn’t the issue. Everyone already knew Herbert’s mouth said one thing while his heart felt another, and understood what kind of person he was.

"..."

What really made everyone’s expressions turn subtle was Valentina’s way of expressing herself; it left the rest of them all looking a bit complicated.

They’d already seen it more than once, but every time Valentina’s bluntness still made their eyes sting.

She was just too straightforward.

Direct and blazing.

Valentina’s love and hate were both simple, maybe even a little too direct.

If she liked someone, she liked them. If she hated someone, she hated them.

No twists and turns, no hidden meanings, nothing else behind it.

If she likes you, then she likes you; she wants to be glued to you all day, stuck to you every waking moment.

Very few people could withstand that kind of blunt, straight-in-your-face confession.

Even for someone like Herbert, whose "first kiss" reset on a daily basis like some pure-hearted teen, it was hard to fend off that kind of passion.

"Ahem."

After enjoying it for a bit, Herbert coughed twice and said sternly, "Alright, that’s enough. Put me down already, don’t let everyone have a laugh at my expense."

"You know I’ve never liked this kind of childish behavior. I’m only going along with you this time because..."

Huh?

Seriously, you actually dare say that?

Eliza couldn’t help but roll her eyes when she heard that shameless line.

"Pfft!" ×2

Hmm?

She turned her head and saw the Demon nearby also snorting in disdain, the corner of her mouth practically hanging to the floor.

The two of them met each other’s gaze again and snapped in unison, "Huh? You copying me again!!?"

Crack.

They glared at each other, and their two smooth foreheads were about to slam together with zero elegance.

But just as they were about to start throwing down more harsh words, a figure slipped between them.

"Okay, that’s enough~"

Herbert slipped between them in the style of "one who doesn’t love fighting, only loves breaking up fights," stretched out both hands, and grabbed each of them by the scruff of their Destiny.

Caught off guard, the two of them yelped in surprise, shouting in a very undignified way, faces full of embarrassment.