Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 689 - 377 Encounter and Farewell (Subscribe!)_2

It was very good at telling jokes, like the one that goes, "You give it a fish first, and then when it recovers in the Divine Kingdom, it will grant them the position of a Great Angel!"

What Flora regretted a little was that the black cat always liked to cling to Herbert, either lying on his head or hiding in his shadow.

On ordinary days, it had little contact with her and wouldn't let her stroke its sleek fur.

Even if it did have contact, it would only size up her figure from top to bottom and ultimately shake its head regretfully, letting out an exaggerated sigh.

However, none of these people accompanied them to the end. After spending some time, they would quietly leave.

Some returned to their own city-states, some found their paths, some were taken back to the tower by mentors, and some disappeared into the jungle.

Some came, some left.

On this journey, they experienced both meetings and farewells.

The black cat was the last to leave.

On the last day of the farewell, it quietly looked at her without another exaggerated sigh, nodded, and said something incomprehensible.

It said:

"Hmm, you're not bad."

After saying this ambiguous comment, the black cat completely disappeared.

Flora felt a bit of regret about others leaving, but she could still accept it.

Because although many people left, one person chose to stay by her side.

Herbert was still there.

"Herbert, you... you're not leaving?"

After a hundred years, Flora asked that question once again.

And this time, without needing Herbert to answer, she already knew his response—"Are you trying to drive me away?"

The noisy young man was just like a hundred years ago, his appearance had not changed, nor had his demeanor.

He still stayed by her side.

Herbert was the reason Flora could hold on.

With him there, she wouldn't fall apart.

So, recognizing herself, Flora quickly said, "No, I don't want you to leave, I want you to stay, stay by my side."

And the young man's smile was as warm as ever, nodding slightly, and softly said, "Then, as you wish."

After the black cat left, Flora's relationship with Herbert became even closer.

In the following hundreds of years, they continued their journey.

Their group did not change, no new companions joined, it was only the two of them.

Although they met many people on the road, both enemies and allies, ultimately none left a deeper mark in their lives.

And just when Flora thought everything would continue this way... they finally reached an ending.

After rescuing some pitiful slaves and guiding their uprising rebellion, they retired after their success and rested at the mountain top.

They sat on the mountain, overlooking the city below that had burst into flames, admiring their handiwork.

They liberated those slaves, giving them a new choice.

Even though it might mean physical death, they gained freedom of the soul.

Perhaps to others, this was an unacceptable gift, but to a Demon, this was already a rather good choice.

It was at this moment that Herbert suddenly spoke.

"Flora, I'm leaving."

!!!

The development she never expected left Flora stunned in place.

"What... did you say?"

"You heard it, just as you heard."

"..."

Flora fell silent.

There was no preparation, not a hint of an omen.

They hadn't argued, nor did they have any disagreement.

Yet the closest companion suddenly wanted to leave her.

"...Why?"

After a long silence, Flora hoarsely asked, "Is it because I'm an Enchanting Demon?"

Herbert shook his head, gently said, "Not because of that, I knew your identity, I knew from the beginning."

And his answer made Flora even more confused.

If he knew from the beginning, then why did he suddenly choose to leave at this moment?

"Then... are you worried about my betrayal? Because of the Demon bloodline?"

"No, Flora, I never worried about your betrayal."

Herbert lowered his gaze, gently shook his head, and warmly said, "It's not because of these."

"Then why!!?" Flora asked angrily, glaring at the heartless young man before her.

You know I don't want you to leave!

You know I can't lose you!

Why still make such a ruthless choice?

And faced with Flora's sorrowful gaze, Herbert's eyes were extraordinarily calm—just as profound as they were when they first met hundreds of years ago.

Herbert gazed at Flora with gray eyes, softly said, "Because, this is your past alone."

"I can't accompany you to the end."

!!!

Completely unpredictable words shocked Flora to her core, she felt as if a heavy hammer had struck her head.

Buzz—

Her body swayed for a moment, took two steps back before she barely stood firm and didn't fall to the ground.

She clutched her head, struggling to look at Herbert, gritting her teeth, asked, "What... are you saying?"

"Don't understand?"

Herbert smiled, then slowly walked to Flora's front, gently wrapped her waist, softly said, "You will understand... now, you will remember everything."

Saying this, he gently kissed Flora on the forehead.

"You... Ah."

Then, just as Herbert said, Flora suddenly remembered everything.

The dream ended.

A long beautiful dream lasting hundreds of years suddenly came to an end.

Upon waking from a nightmare, one feels fortunate, glad that nothing happened.

But when a beautiful dream ends, one feels endless emptiness.

Flora fell into unbearable emptiness.

She suddenly realized, it was all fake.

This long journey, there were never any other people.

No company from Herbert.

Only herself.

She went through that difficult time alone.

"..."

Flora was silent for a long time, then looked up at Herbert, asked with difficulty.

"Are you mocking me?"

She had been deceived.

She knew clearly, the young man before her was not an illusion from her dreams but a real person who had intruded into her dream.

He played with her memory, fabricated a false dream.

But at this moment, what surged in Flora's heart was not anger... but sadness.

Instead of questioning Herbert's intentions, she wished those memories were real and not an illusory bubble.

And faced with Flora's question, Herbert's emotions remained calm, gently explained, "Flora, you understand, I can't change your past."

"No matter how much I wish to truly appear in that time, I can't change what has already happened."

"During the time I was absent, you indeed endured much alone."

"Loneliness, sadness, bitterness... you watched them come, and also bid them farewell."

He hugged Flora tightly, feeling her trembling body, slightly squinting his eyes.

Herbert took a deep breath, lowered his head, looked into the Enchanting Demon's eyes, earnestly said:

"Indeed I do not exist in the first half of your memories, but I can stay in your future life forever."

"If, the relationship with others starts from meeting and ends at farewell."

"Then perhaps, our relationship can be reversed."

"This time, I will leave, but it doesn't mean the end."

Herbert lowered his head, gently yet firmly said:

"Because, having already experienced the farewell, our lives are left only with meetings."

After saying so, he gently kissed her.

But the moment he kissed, the dream suddenly shattered.

...

!!?

In the magma pool, Flora suddenly opened her eyes.

But before she could make sense of the situation, she saw a face inches away—still Herbert!

"Hmm!!?"

Herbert paused for a moment, smiled at her, then—Flora's already wide-open eyes widened even more.

Because, holding her, Herbert continued to kiss after greeting.

Trying to escape?

Can you escape?

Flora: !!?

"You, wait... ugh!!?"