Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 393 - 266 Chaotic Scene? Go Think About It (6.2K, First Update)_3

Chapter 393: 266 Chaotic Scene? Go Think About It (6.2K, First Update)_3

"The enemy only wants to destroy me physically, but my ally truly wants to torment me psychologically."

["Hehe~"]

Nenasha let out a soft laugh, teasing: ["Oh? You figured it out? Haha, you really understand a woman’s mind well!"]

If all women’s minds were as malicious as yours, I’d rather not understand them!

"Heh."

Herbert sneered, no longer paying attention to the Harmonious God who was playfully bickering with him.

Although Nenasha is verbally relentless, constantly chattering like a mischievous little gremlin in his ear, her actions are honest.

If she really wanted to make Herbert uncomfortable, there are endless ways and easy methods to do so.

She’s just a boastful queen.

Not to mention earlier, thanks to her help, Herbert was able to control Luhier and barely suppress her chaotic thoughts.

Now that the troublesome person has exited, Herbert can continue with his healing.

"Feeling better?"

Sensing Luhier’s emotions gradually calming down, Herbert gently asked, "Are you able to think clearly now?"

The Fallen Angel was silent for a moment, then slightly nodded: "...I can now."

After Herbert pointed out her "subconscious," she was indeed very confused, feeling on the verge of breakdown.

But with his soothing, Luhier gradually found herself again in this warm embrace.

In endless chaos, she grabbed onto Herbert’s hand like a lifeline.

Luhier raised her head.

"Uh... Sorry, I seem to have caused you some trouble."

Even though Luhier was mentally confused earlier, she still noticed the arrival of two guests in the Aurora Sanctuary with her peripheral vision.

Two Legendary Level Demons... And they are both special, very powerful.

If this were before Luhier’s fall, she would surely have been eager to kill them to strengthen herself.

But now, she can’t.

They both carry Herbert’s aura, indicating their special relationship with this Prison Warden.

Additionally, they also carry her own aura... Hmm, it’s clear she did something while in slumber.

If guessed correctly, they must’ve accidentally triggered her combat instinct and fought her while she slept.

Fortunately, they weren’t all killed.

"It’s no big deal, I’ll explain things to them, the issue is... Hmm, not significant."

Herbert shook his head, casually brushing it off without elaborating on his subsequent efforts.

This path filled with thorns and machetes is one he chose himself, no matter how bitter and exhausting, he has to walk it through, even if on his knees.

He moved his lips awkwardly towards Luhier: "Rather than those small matters, can you put me down first?"

Herbert is definitely not short, but being held in Luhier’s embrace now, he’s in a somewhat embarrassing position with his feet off the ground.

This big-sister with many arms and eyes.

Hello.

Your embrace is indeed warm, soft, and bouncy... But can you give me some dignity and not hold me like this?

Could you not make me feel like a little boy run over by a truck?

I’m really not suited for this role.

Really!

"...I understand."

Luhier paused upon hearing him, realizing their current posture, obediently loosened her arms, and dutifully set Herbert down.

However, just as Herbert thought he was about to return to the earth, Luhier’s other pair of arms intercepted him halfway.

"Hmm?"

Herbert blinked in confusion at Luhier, his gaze seemingly piercing her visor, seeing her evasive eyes.

What’s your intention?

Dropping and catching yourself?

Making me a basketball?

Even a snatch?

Stare—

"..."

Luhier slightly turned her head under his gaze, but remained silent without explanation.

Nor did she let go.

She knows she should let go, but her body doesn’t want to release Herbert just like that.

Herbert stared at her for a while, ultimately sighed helplessly.

Well, just let it be.

It’s not that he doesn’t resist, it’s that resisting is futile.

He tried to struggle a bit, but those four arms held him tighter, and he could only honestly give up.

Well.

Occasionally trying the role of a boy seems fine... As long as it’s not the role of a girl.

The two maintained this posture for a while longer until Luhier finally calmed down somewhat and relaxed her arms slightly.

She still kept her head tilted, gradually asking: "Am I really still believing in Her? But I..."

Luhier felt bewildered.

This doesn’t make sense.

If she truly still believes in Her, then why has she fallen?

Having tried countless times, proven countless times.

Reborn again and again from an old body, only to fall again and again.

This ultimately...

"Don’t worry." A muffled voice came from her chest.

Luhier lowered her head to see Herbert burying his face lazily into her bosom.

?

Herbert always holds the belief of "Since you can’t resist, just enjoy." advocating resignation to fate.

"From the outcome, you indeed betrayed your past faith, that’s certain."

"However, you didn’t wholly deny the past beliefs."

Herbert’s muffled voice buzzed, vibrating Luhier’s chest, which felt tingly itchy.

She, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, loosened her arms and tried to retreat—yet Herbert voluntarily leaned closer.