Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 527 - 318 I want you to serve me (6.4K)_4

"Maybe, I might agree, who knows."

Herbert frankly responded— I’m not, don’t talk nonsense.

I’m not forcing you.

It was all voluntary on your part to follow me home!

Refuse?

Are you kidding?

Do you think I dare to refuse!? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Miser felt utterly numbed, powerless to do more than give a harmless retort: "...You really are one surprising Paladin."

She emphasized the word "surprising," trying to vent her pent-up frustration.

After a bit of minor complaining and seeing the other party unaffected, Miser resignedly explained:

"Lord Herbert, although I don’t know what you want from me, I truly have no way of leaving here, your request might be a bit..."

"Miser."

Herbert suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Miser, staring into her eyes, and asked abruptly: "Do you want to leave here?"

"I mean, to leave completely."

Huh?

Miser raised her head in confusion, blinking, tilting her head: "Um, are you saying... you want to kill me?"

To make me completely leave this world?

Since enticing hasn’t worked, resorting to threats?

"Hmm?"

Herbert: ?

Now it was Herbert’s turn to be baffled.

What nonsense is this?

Your mushroom mind is even more erratic than mine!

I want to send you away, not completely send you away!

Herbert twitched his lips, maintained a stern face, and slowly said: "I meant... do you want to completely leave the Dark Territory?"

"Leave this place, escape this dark and evil location, and live with others."

Hmm?

Miser furrowed her brows, more confused, unable to grasp Herbert’s real intention at all.

The other party actually didn’t seem to be coercing but inviting her?

Using taking her away from here as leverage to exchange for her service?

This...

The mushroom merchant pondered for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "No, I don’t understand your meaning, I don’t wish to leave here."

"Perhaps for you, this place is a dark and damp cavern, but to me, it’s my home, my cherished home."

"I never wanted to leave here."

Facing Miser’s denial, Herbert raised an eyebrow and questioned.

"Really?"

Herbert chuckled lightly, asking: "Your articulate choice of words and behavior is astoundingly excellent. For a fungoid to reach this level, it must have taken quite some time, right?"

The mushroom merchant frowned more deeply, saying in a deep voice: "Indeed, as you say, I’ve spent many years achieving this, but what does that prove?"

"Just because I mimic others, does it mean I yearn for the outside world?"

"Can’t it be that I trained for trading with others?"

"Just because I am a fungoid, does that mean I must..."

At the end, Miser closed her mouth.

She finally realized something was off, her current reaction was somewhat overly emotional.

And for Herbert, although Miser was strongly denying his guess, actually... it wasn’t much different from admitting.

But he didn’t pierce this final thin layer of window paper at this moment, instead he actively changed the topic.

"Let’s assume for now that what you say is true."

"Since you are so confident and unwilling to leave here, then let me meet your true self."

To reassure Miser, Herbert also took an oath to constrain himself:

"Rest assured, I swear in the name of a Paladin that I will not do anything to harm you—inclusive of others."

"If you really don’t want to, we can negotiate different terms, I won’t force you."

After listening to his promise, Miser sighed helplessly, raising her hand to rub her temples.

"You really are persistent..."

She wasn’t sure where the other’s obstinacy and confidence stemmed from.

"...Fine, let it be then."

"I’d like to say you’re making a futile effort, but if you are determined to see, I can’t stop you."

Miser sighed: "Additionally, as a coincidence... I also have something to give you."

Oh?

"What is it?" Herbert genuinely didn’t expect she had something "coincidentally" to pass to him.

Could it be some mushrooms for soup?

"Mushrooms?"

"No, a human."

Herbert: ?

Miser flatly stated: "I picked up someone who had fainted."

Herbert: ?

Eh?

Who is this expert who actually got lost?

To whose followers does this belong?

Could it be... mine?

"He has the same emblem as that lady, he should be your companion."

Ah.

Indeed, he is mine!