Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 641 - 362 Did Not Let Me Down (6K, Please Subscribe!)_4

How could I not know I'm so important to you!!?

Moreover, Herbert treated me with such respect in front of others, he even referred to me as "He"!

A Saint is almost equivalent to a god, and an Epic strongman in terms of strength is equivalent to an Angel or even a Divine Envoy; they are qualified to be referred to as "He" by mortals.

Lukalia thought Herbert didn't respect her at all, having no reverence.

She never imagined that in front of others, he would be so forthright, showing such respect for her.

"So, does he actually respect me deeply in his heart? Is he just using that playboy attitude to attract my attention?"

Lukalia pondered for a moment and concluded — he likes me!!?

Ha!

You say I have a crush on you, but clearly, you are the one who has a crush on me!

You little rascal, pretending innocence, trying to ease your embarrassment in that way.

After figuring out this crucial point, Lukalia was thoroughly delighted.

Little one, still want to hide?

Caught you, didn't I!

Hmph hmph~

The Mirror Demon lady looked at Herbert's profile and secretly laughed: "Seeing how shy he is, I'm going to be a little kinder to him in the future."

The speaker is unwitting, but the listener takes it to heart.

Once words are spoken, their interpretation ultimately lies with the listener.

The reflection in the mirror remained silent, furrowed its brow, gazing into Herbert's eyes.

"...Whew!"

After a long time, the dark-haired young man finally seemed to release like he was drained, dropping his shoulders and letting out a long breath, sighing: "Truly, I cannot fool myself."

"Let's go."

He stretched lazily with force, pounded his stiff shoulders and old back, then without saying anything, he was about to turn away.

Since Herbert had fully awakened, this phantom of his, it was time to leave as well.

Behind him came the inquiry of a youth: "Isn't it customary to say a proper farewell at the end?"

"Farewell?"

The reflection of a past life hesitated, turned to look back, raised an eyebrow, and asked in return: "Farewell to what? You're just letting go, not completely forgetting."

Letting go doesn't mean abandonment.

Life has never been about cutting off the past self, but about remembering all the pain after stumbling again and again, and continuing forward after recognizing everything.

The past continued on, dwindling farther away.

As the phantom was about to dissipate, a youth's inquiry echoed again from behind: "Have I disappointed you now?"

"Disappointed? Are you kidding?"

The young man stopped his pace again, raised an eyebrow, and then proudly said: "I never disappoint anyone."

"Including myself!"

The youth nodded gently, with an acknowledging nod.

"Indeed it is."

Across a mirror called fate, representing both past and present, the two looked at each other, then burst into laughter simultaneously.

"Haha."

"Hahaha!!!"

After laughing for quite some time, the dark-haired young man called out to his future self: "Herbert."

"Since you've let go, now is the time to move forward."

Move forward?

"What do you mean... hmm?"

Herbert was puzzled by the past self's words, suddenly felt a lightness in his body.

Thud.

Accompanied by a soft, ethereal sound, he felt something drop from his ankle and plummet into the shadow beneath.

What was that?

No, he knew. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

That was his past.

At this moment, the past that had been holding him back finally released him.

And without giving Herbert a chance to ponder...

He immediately felt a surge of exhilarating strength erupting from his soul!

"What is this?"

Herbert's eyes widened, murmuring in a daze:

"...Legendary?"