Chapter 361: You Filthy, Depraved Holy Knight (Subscribe Please)

"Th-this-this..."

The Holy Knight and the Fallen Angel were embracing each other!

Staring at the scene before her eyes, the bewildered and shocked Mirror Demon Young Lady vigorously rubbed her eyes, then took another careful look, unable to believe it.

No change.

No, wait—they seemed to be showing off, holding each other even tighter!

It's all real!

Lucaria couldn't make sense of this scene, but at this moment she was utterly shaken.

"Y-you-you-you, you two, how is your relationship... like this... huh?"

Asking in a stammer, a sudden thought flashed through Lucaria's mind.

All the various details from her previous encounters with Lushier flashed through her mind, filling in every missing clue.

She suddenly understood.

She got it.

She understood everything.

I understand everything now.

I have understood everything completely!

I get it now—that's why you were always giving me the cold shoulder before, only starting to talk to me after I mentioned those bits of gossip I'd overheard.

I get it now—that's why you kept pressing me for all those specific details!

There is only one truth.

Well then!

So it turns out you're also one of his women!

Lucaria felt she had been deceived.

She had thought she'd finally found something the Fallen Angel was interested in... but in the end, it was for this kind of reason.

It's all because of that man!

She never actually liked chatting with me, never found me interesting to talk to, never thought I was witty or funny—she just wanted to hear stories about that man.

Although the thoughts in her mind were utterly pathetic and clownish, Lucaria didn't stay sad for long.

Because very quickly, she noticed something far more interesting—the relationship between them.

Not just the two people in front of her, but others too!

Her, her, and her, her, her!

Although Herbert and the other had said nothing at all, not a single word in reply, no reaction whatsoever, this didn't matter.

In Lucaria's mind, a moving and tragic multi-sided love drama had already been rapidly imagined into existence.

Anguish! Love! Drama!

All that affection, love, resentment, hatred...

Once there are enough people, any way you spin it sounds reasonable.

Moreover, adding the special identities of the male and female leads gave this tragic love drama an extra forbidden, transgressive beauty.

The Warden and the female prisoners... plural!

The Holy Knight and the monster girls... plural!

Forbidden!

Thrilling!

Th-this-this, this is a forbidden love!

This is way too taboo! Way too thrilling!

"The Holy Knight and the Monster Girl: A Story That Must Be Told," "The Warden and the Female Prisoner's Forbidden Love," "Darkness Beneath the Penitentiary"... one title after another flashed through Lucaria's mind.

I get it now.

This Herbert, he looks harmless on the surface, but he's actually a lecher wearing the skin of a pure Holy Knight!

Whether it's that giant dragon, that mermaid, or this Fallen Angel... he doesn't plan to let any of them go!

The main point is: he accepts all comers, he won't let a single one slip through.

That's right.

He means to use the power in his hands to extend his evil claws toward every monster girl prisoner—he must be planning to turn this Third Penitentiary into his private den of depravity for indulging his lusts!

So wicked!

This really is too wicked.

Wait... could it be!!?

As she wove stories in her mind, churning out tens of thousands of words of wild unofficial history at top speed, Lucaria suddenly froze.

She noticed a crucial detail.

"I'm one of the targets too!!?"

Crack!

The cracks on the mirror multiplied.

She was about to split apart.

What should she do?

If Herbert plans to extend his evil claws toward me, what should I do?

I... oh, wait, what am I panicking about?

All the cracks on the mirror's surface vanished, and the Mirror Demon Young Lady finally regained her composure.

She didn't even have a normal creature's flesh and blood body — what was there for her to panic about?

As long as Liukaliya herself didn't actively pull Herbert into the mirror world, he had no way of reaching her "true body."

And outside the mirror world, no matter how depraved or promiscuous Herbert became, surely he wouldn't go so far as to make advances on a mirror!

"……"

Uh, he… really wouldn't?

Regarding this, Liukaliya expressed her doubts.

If he really went so far as to get aroused in front of a mirror, what on earth would she do about it!!?

This really had to be guarded against.

Full of inner turmoil, Liukaliya finally withdrew herself from her own fantasy world.

She had fabricated a million-word epic of tragic romance in her mind, yet only a few seconds had passed in the outside world.

In Herbert's eyes, that mirror had cracked open and healed itself several times within a few seconds — quite incomprehensible.

And that wasn't even the strangest part.

What was truly bizarre was the reflection that surfaced in the mirror, looking utterly conflicted as it said to him: "Um… Herbert, promise me, okay?"

"From now on, please, please, please don't do… that kind of thing in front of the mirror. I'm begging you! Really, thank you so much!"

Herbert:?

Suddenly being asked to do something so vaguely described, the only thing floating through Herbert's mind at that moment was question marks.

What on earth is all this nonsense?

Wait, what am I not supposed to do?

The corner of Herbert's mouth twitched a few times. He first suppressed the confusion in his heart, then asked curiously: "Um, could you tell me what exactly 'that kind of thing'… refers to?"

Make yourself clear first!

This time Herbert was sincerely asking, but Liukaliya had no intention of explaining. Covering her face, she wailed: "You know, that kind of thing! Ugh! Don't make me say it out loud! You lecherous Holy Knight!"

Herbert:??

Me, lecherous?

Where on earth did you get that from?

How am I even lecherous… oh, actually, it does seem hard to explain.

Although Herbert had always considered himself spiritually chaste, his soul pure and flawless — practically on par with a certain self-proclaimed ice-pure God King.

But unfortunately, there had been a few times before when the Mirror Demon Young Lady had "happened" to walk in on some… hard-to-describe private scenes.

First a fierce battle with Valentina, then being tangled up with Fu Leimei, and now being held in Lushiel's arms… looking at it that way, it was understandable that he'd earned Liukaliya's censure and misunderstanding.

Thinking this way, Herbert suppressed his "wrongly accused" anger, forced a smile, and said amiably: "Ahem, calm down first. I know you may have misunderstood something, but what you're imagining probably isn't the truth. I can explain it clearly to you."

As a result…

"I'm not listening, not listening! Don't try to trick me! I won't listen!"

Liukaliya shouted: "You're definitely going to turn me into a slave just like them! I won't fall for it!"

The Mirror Demon Young Lady declared: don't think you can beguile me with your sweet talk — I won't fall for it!

Herbert:???

"You?"

The attacked youth glared round-eyed at her words, clenching his teeth.

In his fury… he got angry for a moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his hand free — the fallen angel's wings held him firmly in place.

Herbert looked up, gazing at Lushiel with a faint, distant look, and found her watching him with a smile, as if enjoying his helplessness.

When Herbert looked at her, Lushiel even cheerfully nodded at him.

Herbert's brow twitched. He struggled once more, but still couldn't break free.

"……"

The corners of his mouth gradually drooped. He frowned at Lushiel and said coolly: "That's enough."

Don't push it too far.

I cooperated with you, let you suckle for a while, and you actually treat me like a little kitten?

Lushiel sensed Herbert's displeasure, nodded respectfully, and smiled:

"As you wish."

The fallen angel Young Lady reluctantly released her arms, rather regretfully setting Herbert down on the ground.

After being set down, Herbert didn't bring up Lushiel's offense against him, but instead pointed his spear at Liukaliya, who had been spreading rumors over there.

However, he didn't choose to argue with the Mirror Demon, nor did he try to prove his innocence — because that would be pointless.

The pure are pure of themselves.

What's real can't become fake, and what's fake can't become real.

When arguing with someone, the most important rule is never to fall into the trap of proving yourself.

Besides, Herbert also knew clearly in his heart — he probably couldn't be cleared of suspicion.

Mm.

He did have that much self-awareness.

So… since he couldn't explain it clearly, he might as well not explain it at all.

Herbert wore a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, his inner annoyance unreadable, and said playfully to the mirror floating over there: "Speaking of which, you've been eavesdropping this whole time?"

"I say, Miss Liukaliya, that's hardly a habit worth praising."

He chose to directly shift the conflict, tossing the trouble to the other party.

Moreover, this matter concerns more than just Herbert alone.

Lucille was also one of the ones being eavesdropped on.

It's your turn to explain now, Young Lady Mirror Demon.

"I'm not listening, I'm not listening… huh? What did you say?" Liucariya came back to her senses and realized she had somehow ended up on the back foot.

The Young Lady Fallen Angel behind Herbert cooperated very well at this moment, raising her right hand and revealing a faint trace of pressure, letting out a soft cold snort.

"Hmph."

Crack, crack, crack…

When the Mirror Demon had been shaken earlier, the mirror had only cracked slightly, but now that the Fallen Angel was slightly angered, dense cracks appeared across the entire mirror surface.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

In the fine shards of mirror, countless Liucariyas simultaneously raised their hands in surrender: "I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I'll explain! I won't talk nonsense anymore—"

Liucariya begged for mercy, but Lucille didn't pay her any attention at first, only releasing the pressure after Herbert gave a slight nod.

She landed at Herbert's side and rear, slightly bent her knees and lowered her head, letting her wings droop to the ground, looking respectfully obedient as if awaiting his command.

Hm?

Herbert glanced at her once then looked away, not asking why the Young Lady Fallen Angel was suddenly behaving so obediently.

He was happy to have it so.

Borrowing Lucille's momentum, he looked at the mirror that was continuously healing with a half-smile and said playfully: "Well then, go ahead and explain."

"Ahem!"

The mirror surface restored itself. Liucariya stared at the reflections of Herbert and Lucille, pouted her lips and muttered: "I really didn't eavesdrop! Even though I'm bored, I'm not that bored."

Who would go eavesdropping?

But Herbert didn't plan to let her off so easily, and reminded her with a smile: "Really? How come I remember that last time, someone was also secretly hiding on the side eavesdropping and peeking?"

"That was an accident!"

Better not to have said it, but once she did, Liucariya grew even angrier, viciously gritting her teeth: "You think I wanted to watch?"

She huffed indignantly: "This time I only noticed this place because I heard you mention my name! Hmph! I thought she was looking for me to chat."

"Who would've thought, it turned out to be like this… um, never mind."

Seeing the Fallen Angel about to raise her hand again, Liucariya quickly shut her mouth.

Damnable!

Isn't it just bullying me because I'm not my true body?

If you've got the guts, come to my place!

Once you come, I'll definitely make sure you… go back nice and comfortable.

Liucariya was indignant in her heart, able only to rage helplessly inside the mirror.

Can't beat her, can't beat her at all.

Liucariya had not only encountered ordinary Epic-tier powerhouses before.

Although she wasn't skilled in combat, she absolutely wasn't without the ability to protect herself.

But the Fallen Angel before her was different.

This Fallen Angel was unreasonably strong, not at all like the power an ordinary Epic-tier powerhouse should have.

If the Fallen Angel hadn't been distracted and careless earlier for some unknown reason, she would never have had the chance to sneak in.

Herbert didn't buy the Mirror Demon's explanation, and said bluntly: "Cut the nonsense, don't give me these excuses, just tell me whether you heard it or not."

"You—!"

The Mirror Demon angrily wanted to retort, then saw the Fallen Angel's smile, and could only nod helplessly in the end: "…I did hear it, yes."

*Snap. *

Herbert lightly clapped his hands and laughed cheerfully: "Very good, since you admit you heard it, then there's no problem."

"To compensate us and show your apology, you need to do one thing for each of us. Do you agree?"

This is coercion!

Liucariya widened her eyes, wanting to retort, then saw Lucille again, and finally nodded stiffly while enduring the humiliation: "…Fine, I agree to your terms."

She stared fixedly at Herbert, not hiding her angry pout.

You shameless, opportunistic Holy Knight who takes advantage of others!

It's really too despicable!

He must be making this demand to force me, to make me his 〇-slave!

No, I will absolutely not submit.

I won't!

"Lucille, is there anything you want Liucariya to do?" Herbert turned his head and asked with a smile.

"I hope she talks less."

The Fallen Angel didn't hesitate at all, saying bluntly without any courtesy: "She's too noisy, I don't really like listening to someone chattering endlessly in my ear."

She really doesn't hold back.

And that tone… why does it sound like a goddess who's been pestered to death by a simp?

Herbert smiled, winked at the mirror: "You heard what she said, can you do it?"

"…I can."

Liucariya sniffed, nodded in humiliation, then looked at Herbert unhappily: "What about you? What do you want me to do? Hurry up and say it."

"Me? I do indeed have something I want you to do on my end… but that's not urgent for now."

Herbert shifted the topic and changed his tune: "But before that, let me meet your true body first."

!?!

That's right!

My guess was right!

This lecherous holy knight really is going to do all sorts of dirty things to my main body!!!

"Don't even think about it!"

Miss Mirror Demon, her composure shattered, wailed in grief and indignation: "Impossible! I will absolutely never submit—"

"NEVER!!!"

Ten minutes later.

"Here, look look look."

In the broken mirror, Liukaliya pouted and pointed at the enormous mirror ahead.

"This is my main body..."

(End of chapter)