Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 605 - 347 Worth Choosing (Please Subscribe!)_2

The gods are not there.

Moreover, she had long stopped seeing the sun in her eyes.

After a pause, Luhier slowly lowered her head, quietly gazing at the boy held in her embrace.

She had been lost for a long time.

Hiding in what seemed like a prison, but was actually a sanctuary.

Without the sun as guidance overhead, she lost her way forward, constantly trying to find a new direction.

And now... she felt she might have found a new direction.

So, would he be the new "sun" in her heart?

The Fallen Angels lady remained silent, drawing no conclusions lightly.

She still needed to continue observing.

Luhier "looked at" Herbert, but soon felt dissatisfied with such gazing.

Her eyes, always closed behind black gauze, slightly opened, revealing countless pupils gazing at the boy's face as if to forever etch him in her memory.

Feeling as if being observed by "countless" eyes, Herbert felt slightly awkward.

He was adept at saying many things, doing plenty, but not quite used to being stared at so closely.

Somewhat unaccustomed.

To cover up this awkwardness, he chuckled playfully and blinked, asking with a smile: "How about now? Are you feeling moved?"

He just wanted to make a joke and break the awkward atmosphere.

But to his surprise, the Fallen Angels lady actually nodded seriously.

"Yes, very moved."

Luhier hugged Herbert tightly again, whispering, "No one has ever chosen me like you do."

"Thank you for telling me this idea."

The Fallen Angels lady's straightforwardness made Herbert feel a bit awkward.

"Uh!"

So honest?

Why the sudden change?

Your obedience is making me feel uneasy!

"You are embarrassed."

Feeling Herbert's awkward emotion, Luhier laughed gently and asked: "So, were you joking earlier?"

Hmm?

Not believing it... oh.

Herbert initially found it odd; why was she still asking?

But seeing the smile on Luhier's lips, he immediately realized she wasn't really suspicious but was bantering with him.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes and pursing his lips.

"Tsk."

When did this thick-browed, big-eyed fellow learn to joke like this?

From whom did you learn it?

But after complaining in his mind, Herbert also laughed: "No, I wasn't joking."

"This is my promise."

Herbert valued commitments greatly.

Perhaps due to his past profession, promises carried more weight in his heart than many might imagine.

Once a promise was made, it must be kept.

Luhier, noticing Herbert's expression, seemed to perceive something, silently nodded — sensing the weight of this promise.

In the midst of their gaze, Herbert suddenly raised his eyebrows and oddly asked: "Although I don't mind, are you planning to hold onto me like this forever?"

After the Fallen Angels "sucked the life" out, the two remained in this intimate embrace.

Tightly embraced, like lovers cherishing close contact.

Honestly, it's a bit overly intimate.

Although Herbert was trying to win Luhier's favor subjectively, he thought their relationship hadn't developed to this extent yet.

What exactly is... oh right, she was sucking life earlier.

Brother, although reluctantly admitting it, I might really be fragrant.

Luhier, without letting go directly, tightened her hold instead, retorting: "Do you want to let go?"

"If you ask me to let go, then I'll do so."

Though she said so, her body language showed no intention of letting go, even hardening slightly.

Four arms clamped Herbert as if iron chains, yet the chest remained soft.

Herbert, experiencing her "body language," moved his lips and decided to let go: "I don't mind, it's up to you."

"If you want to hold, then keep holding."

Anyway, I'm not losing out.

However, despite being in an embrace, Herbert didn't really feel much intimacy.

On the contrary, he felt more like a kitten being "cuddled" by "mother".

Just hugging is not a solution, Herbert actively started a topic: "By the way, how is your relationship with Lukalia?"

"Hmm?"

He looked at a corner mirror fragment on the Sanctuary ground, knowing the Mirror Demon lady had been here.

Despite Luhier's confident claim before to help suppress other prisoners, it seemed she had ultimately failed unexpectedly.

Nevertheless, as the Prison Warden, Herbert still didn't hope for true animosity among the Monster Girls, advising: "You can fight, but preferably not too seriously..."

But Herbert's words were cut off directly.

"Wait, Herbert, stop for a moment."

The Fallen Angels lifted a hand, gently covering Herbert's mouth, interrupting: "Before I answer, I have a small question to ask you first, can you answer me?"

Hmm?

Herbert nodded quietly.

"..."

After receiving the response, the Fallen Angels remained silent for a while, frowning, quite unsure, asked: "So, can you tell me, Lukalia...who is she?"

"Should I know her? Am I supposed to be familiar with her?"

Lukalia?

Who?

The Fallen Angels lady seemed utterly unaware.

Eh?

Herbert's expression was quite interesting at the moment, quickly blinking.

Not you broke the mirror, the fragments are right there, yet you claim not to know her?

Not even a cold grave!

Before Herbert could utter a complaint, someone else at the scene lost composure first.

"Hey hey hey!"

The mirror fragments on the ground emitted a voice of disbelief: "How can you say something so hurtful!!?"

"I thought we had a good relationship."

"Didn't I tell you my name?"

The mirror fragments gathered into a whole round mirror, floating toward the two of them.

The Angel's reflection in the mirror showed a look of sadness and anger, pointing at the heartless Fallen Angels, questioning: "I clearly accompanied you in conversation for so long! How can you pretend not to know?"

"You unfaithful..."

Whiz—

But, in the moment of the mirror person's rebuke, a feather from Fallen Angels' black wing shot out, shattering the mirror directly.

Crack!

Herbert: Shattered?

No, Mirror Demon, you're not doing well either!

How could you shatter so easily?

The previously mighty Epic Mirror Demon, causing havoc in front of Herbert and the others, barely made any waves in front of the equally epic Fallen Angels.

It broke so simply.

Additionally, my dear Fallen Angels lady, why are you so decisive in action?

Pure zero-frame start.

"Sorry, reflex action..."

Sensing Herbert's gaze, Luhier explained apologetically: "I find her too noisy, so I always quiet her down first."

"Don't worry; she'll come back soon."

Sure enough, less than half a minute passed before the mirror fragments on the ground shook, coming together again, completely restored.

This time, the mirror person acted wisely, not approaching but instead peered from a distance.

Lukalia lamented quite resentfully, muttering: "You don't even remember my name, and you're so harsh, isn't that a bit much."

After complaining, she looked at Herbert, smiling: "We meet again, you... hang on!?"

It was only then that the Mirror Demon lady noticed Herbert's position, eyes widened.

No, why are you hugging another woman again?

Plus... hiss!

Stunned, Lukalia stared at Luhier tightly holding Herbert, the shock cracking the mirror.

Why is it you!!?

Wait!

He's hugging you!!?