Chapter 78: Heretic Demon (14)

In the scalding molten lava, a figure that could only be described as petite slowly rose and floated in the lava pool that was about to solidify.

This was the demon prisoner's true form; that lava giant was nothing more than an avatar she had created by forcibly controlling the lava.

In stark contrast to her earlier terrifying, frenzied avatar, her short pink hair hung loose, and aside from the demon's horns and wings, her girlish face looked quite harmless.

It was simply impossible to associate the earlier wild, rock-throwing frenzy with this innocent, naive sleeping face.

And… she really was tiny!

"This demon Young Lady really is one tiny little thing."

Mhm, what Herbert meant was her height.

Judging by eye, she was only a little over one and a half meters tall.

After seeing all manner of fierce big sisters, it had been a long time since he'd laid eyes on a petite monster girl, and Herbert felt a bit surprised and unaccustomed to it.

What a huge contrast!

"No."

Herbert's gaze swept her up and down, lingered on the key areas for a couple of beats, then regretfully looked away, sighing in admiration:

"What a tiny… contrast."

A bosom-less, extremely wicked demon.

The demon Young Lady was in no position to respond to his teasing right now.

After her frenzy, she had been pinned to the ground and beaten black and blue by Valentina, and had now completely fallen into a deep… slumber.

One could only say that, with the Hungry Dragon Young Lady's help, the demon Young Lady had entered a very deep sleep.

The demon sleeps, the demon is good.

The dragon helps, the dragon is good.

In summary, everyone is a good person.

And Herbert saying Valentina was helping wasn't entirely a joke.

No bragging, no slander, Valentina really had helped.

Because the demon Young Lady herself hadn't wanted to go berserk.

Just as Herbert had said before, the demon Young Lady was one of the few prisoners who had shown him goodwill.

【Heretic Demon】, 【Inciter】, 【Abyss Sage】 — Flora

In the common impression of the world, demons have always been synonymous with madness and blood.

They represent chaos, evil, endless slaughter, boundless blood and fire.

Yet demons also possess tremendous power and a breeding rate like insects, so they can never be wiped clean.

And within disorderly chaos, there must exist some possibility of order!

And Flora was one such exception.

Among the endless, brainless demons, an extraordinary individual of outstanding intellect was born.

Compared to other demons, she was extremely calm — a rare sage, one might say.

She was a rare being capable of writing a racial history for the demon species, and the title 【Abyss Sage】 came from this very fact.

As a succubus, Flora had figured out what she truly needed to do when she was still weak.

She did not, like her kin, try to throw in her lot with powerful demons and become their advisors and companions.

That would only make her their plaything, leaving her days to be spent fighting her fellow succubi over favor and playing palace intrigue.

That was too meaningless and too foolish.

She chose to do everything in her power to get far away from the Abyss, and came to the mortal world to hide.

She wandered the mortal world for several hundred years, assumed over a hundred different identities, sought knowledge from countless mortals, and learned a great deal of technical knowledge.

She had also tried to return to the Abyss to teach these techniques to her kin, but sadly those fellows, whose minds had been eroded by chaos, simply could not comprehend her actions.

Instead, they regarded Flora's behavior as proof that she had been corrupted by humans — a heretic.

Compared to those time-consuming, laborious technical skills, the other succubi preferred to study the Gao Chao techniques of hands, mouths, and beneath.

Even so, as special an individual as she was, Flora would still be periodically trapped by her chaotic nature, eroded by the will of the Abyss, and intermittently fall into unconscious berserk states.

Unlike other succubi, who indiscriminately and violently attack other creatures when they go mad, Flora's frenzy was an entirely different kind of madness.

She would unleash all the chaotic nature she normally suppressed at a single point in time, leaving nothing but a desire to destroy.

Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!

That was why she kept hurling lava balls at the Bronze Fortress — an unconscious urge to destroy everything in sight.

But Flora wasn't completely devoid of awareness even in her chaos; she still retained some shreds of reason.

For example, when Herbert was courting death by provoking the lava giant earlier, if Flora's consciousness hadn't briefly awakened at the critical moment, his current state would likely be far more miserable.

So, judging purely by the result, Herbert's death-seeking attempt could actually be considered a success.

Never mind the process — in the end, he did successfully make Flora break out of her chaotic state early.

Cut the crap — just tell me, did it work or not?

If it worked, then that's that!

Clack-clack-clack…

The sound of devilish high heels came from behind; Kreti could no longer contain her curiosity and finally revealed herself before Herbert.

Not long ago, Kreti had still thought Herbert was just a fellow who could flap his gums and talk big.

But now it seemed what he could move wasn't limited to his gums.

He really could threaten her safety!

If today's opponent of that dragon had been herself, then the result… would naturally speak for itself.

She gave a small cough and took the initiative to speak: "Ahem, Herbert, you've surprised me. Perhaps I really did underestimate you."

Herbert did not reply, but walked off without looking back and ordered, "Don't bother Flora again. Explain to her what happened when she wakes up."

The Demon Young Lady didn't seem likely to wake anytime soon; he couldn't just waste time here waiting. He'd deal with communication next time he came.

"Ohhh…"

After hearing that impolite remark, Crete narrowed her eyes and stared at Herbert's back, murmuring, "You're sure you want me to do this? She won't listen to me."

Is it likely she'll obey me?

Possible?

Herbert turned his head, shook his head at her, and said coolly, "How you make her understand is your problem—and my first test of you. Don't disappoint me."

"You said… test?"

Crete's gaze grew more dangerous; she gritted her teeth and said, "Watch your wording, mortal. I never said I'd submit to you!"

"Really?"

Herbert sneered, shrugged, and spread his hands. "Then do as you like. You're free to ignore what I said."

With those words, Herbert ignored the furious devil and summoned a portal, stepping through and vanishing.

Click.

The arrogant figure vanished, leaving only the devil standing alone in silent stillness within the Bronze Fortress.

After a long while, a furious growl echoed from the Bronze Fortress:

"Damn mortal!!!"

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