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Even the goddess who presides over [Fate] cannot completely interfere with destiny.

"Phew..."

After a while, Herbert let out a long breath, finally calming down completely.

At this moment, Lukalia, who had been quietly silent, spoke up again at the right time: "Can you confirm it now?"

When Herbert was extremely agitated earlier, though Lukalia was very curious, she showed considerable politeness and did not interrupt him.

"...Hmm, probably."

Herbert didn't keep her in suspense and honestly recounted his experience, describing what he saw and heard.

"I saw images of many people in the mirror, somewhat similar to the Shadow Capture Stone, but those images were of actual events."

"Moreover, it seems I can use you as a special teleportation gate, passing through the barrier of the Third Commandment Hall, connecting here with the outside world."

"After testing, as long as I concentrate, I can anchor onto one of the images and construct a passage linking the two places."

"However, there still seem to be some restrictions."

As Herbert spoke, he demonstrated with his hands.

He concentrated and fixed the image on Valentina, then reached through the mirror, attempting to touch the sleeping Haki Dragon.

As a result, his hand extended out from the small mirror by the bedside... and as expected, it got stuck when extending further.

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Indeed, the teleportation gate Lukalia created has limitations.

She is not constructing a teleportation gate out of thin air, but rather connecting the "mirror surfaces" of two places.

The size of the teleportation gate depends on the size of the other mirror surface.

For Mirror Demons, the Mirror Space is interconnected.

They can jump from one mirror to another nearby mirror without thinking about the principles.

This is a racial talent of Mirror Demons.

But Herbert is not a Mirror Demon; he cannot do this.

He needs a mirror large enough for him to pass through.

At Elda's teleportation gate, it's the lake's surface, calm as a "mirror surface" when still.

"Oh~"

After hearing Herbert's account, Lukalia nodded thoughtfully, staring at his expression and slowly asked: "Do you really need this ability?"

"Very much."

Herbert nodded in agreement, saying: "If possible, I hope you will allow me to always use your real body."

Lukalia: ???

Miss Mirror Demon was greatly shocked by Herbert's words.

Use?

This... hiss!

I understand every word you said, but when put together, why does it sound so awkward?

No!

What do you plan to do with my real body?

Speak!

Are you planning to do some dirty, vile things to my real body!!?

She narrowed her eyes, carefully scrutinizing Herbert, trying to find some clue (lewd look) from his face.

She did see excitement in Herbert's eyes, but it was not the lascivious gaze she imagined; rather, it was... a long-lost brilliance.

The kind she had seen countless times in the eyes of ambitious people.

Ambition.

She saw the spark of ambition in Herbert's eyes.

"Oh~"

After discovering this, Lukalia's expression became playful.

She was even more excited.

Unlike other Mirror Demons, Lukalia does not like the feeling of "becoming" others; she won't choose to replace them.

Rather than being the protagonist of the story, she prefers to play the role of an observer.

Lukalia is more willing to weave the beginning of a story, help them silently, then watch as they develop and reach an end.

Eventually, after everything ends, she will document the story and tell it to others at some point.

She is the [Silver-Tongued Magic Mirror].

This title doesn't just imply that she has a silver tongue, but also that she is a storyteller.

And now, Lukalia found that long-lost feeling again.

"You want to use me? This request is quite presumptuous, but... it's not impossible."

She looked at Herbert and softly asked: "Then, the young man full of ambition, please answer me."

"If I agree to your request, what's in it for me?"

She likes to watch but still treats a request as a request; the two are separate matters.

Just like fate, all gifts come with a price.

Since Herbert made a request, he has to pay the corresponding price.

This is very reasonable.

Faced with Lukalia's question, Herbert didn't immediately put forth his bargaining chips; instead, he directly asked back:

"Go on, what kind of reward do you want?"

"As long as it's not too excessive, I'll try my best to satisfy it."

He rarely tries to control the dialogue through performance to deliberately undercut the price.

It's not that Herbert doesn't want to; he truly can't.

His emotional fluctuations just now were all in her eyes; there's no way he can pretend not to care about Lukalia's ability now.

The emotions of joy and excitement were completely exposed, unable to fool anyone. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Moreover, the Magic Mirror opposite him has seen countless beings; in terms of insight into human nature, she's probably not much worse than himself.

A bluffing performance would only make him appear less sincere and hinder the dialogue.

Rather than awkwardly entangle, it's far better to straightforwardly express his sincerity.

"Young man, you're quite the shrewd one~"

Lukalia was very pleased with Herbert's attitude, smiling as she began naming her price: "You also know how valuable my ability is; under normal circumstances, you certainly couldn't afford it."

"But considering how sensible you are, I'll give you a discount! If you meet one condition, I'll agree."

She smiled mysteriously, elongating her words: "I want... others to chat with me."

"Lots of people!"

"At least one person a week from now on! No, two! At least three people!"

Herbert: ?

"Huh?"

You built up all this just for that?

Just for two people to chat with you?

Are you a lonely elderly person with no loved ones by your side?

Herbert tightly clenched his teeth to avoid revealing his mood.

"..."

He fell silent, frowning deeply.

We Paladins are professionally trained; no matter how funny it is, we won't laugh unless we can't help it!

No, don't laugh!

But just when Herbert was about to start performing to coax the Mirror Demon lady, he suddenly paused.

Wait.

The situation might not be that simple.

Lukalia's asking price seemed abstract and absurd but, on deeper thought, isn't easy to achieve.

If you want to find people to chat with Lukalia, they must meet certain conditions.

First, they must not be aware of the internal situation of the Third Commandment Hall and must not realize immediately what this place is upon arrival.

Second, the person must be trustworthy to some extent, and not leaking this information is of utmost importance.

These two problems can actually be solved.

Just decorate the Mirror Space and bring people in under another pretense.

But even so, there remains an unavoidable difficulty—Herbert doesn't have that many trustworthy candidates.

The monastery's cultivators are directly excluded, and it's inconvenient to bring others into the Disciplinary Hall.

So, the qualified candidates can only be... Elda's inhabitants.

But the problem is, he doesn't have that many inhabitants to meet her long-term needs.

While Herbert was deep in thought, he heard a faint sound.

Drip.

Like the sound of a water droplet falling.

Following the sound, he saw the Fallen Angel lady who had been silent since seeing the Ancient Mirror. She was pursing her lips tightly, with crystalline tears trickling down from beneath her dark veil.

What did Luhier see in the mirror to evoke such strong emotions, even making her cry?

But this thought of concern only lingered in Herbert's mind for a moment before he suddenly realized something else.

Must negotiations always agree to the other side's terms?

When I had no nuclear bombs and you threatened me, it was tolerable.

But after I've made so many nuclear bombs, if you still threaten me, then wasn't building all these bombs a waste?

Herbert raised his brows at the Mirror Demon lady and gestured towards the Fallen Angel, said nothing, and silently nodded.

You ask me, what is our justification?

Here, this is our argument.

Are you unsatisfied?

"Hmm?"

Lukalia's expression froze as she glanced at Luhier, then stiffly turned her head, looking at Herbert incredulously.

She pointed at him, teeth gritted, saying:

"You are truly despicable!!!"

Beast!