Chapter 330 Who are you? (Thanks to the leader of Lingpo Jiuchi!)
Herbert and his party encountered no problems worth mentioning on their return journey.

Of course, this is nothing surprising; it is a perfectly normal result.

The trial was over, and the monks no longer had to disguise themselves as slaves on their way home. They all returned to their usual attire and raised the flag of the Misty Monastery.

It took a lot of time to go there because of all the disguises, but it only took three days to come back.

With such a team of powerful mid-level and high-level monks handling various affairs, there will be no trouble at all.

When encountering some minor problems, the monks would take the initiative to clean up the troubles without Herbert's help.

If you're going to run into any big trouble... don't even think about it, you won't be in any big trouble.

With three legendary monster girls in the carriage, Herbert had no idea how he could lose!
What kind of idiot would rush in and commit suicide?
Those who can sense the legendary atmosphere in the car will not come and risk their lives.

If you can't detect the aura... then it's not a big problem at all, and the monks can deal with it easily.

The group returned to the monastery safely and smoothly without any trouble.

“We’re back…hahaha, we did it!”

"came back!"

After entering the monastery, even the monks in the team who usually liked to keep a serious face could not hold back their expressions at this moment.

After stepping onto the monastery grounds, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and cheered with peace of mind.

The monks, who were always old-fashioned, did not blame them for their reckless behavior at this moment.

The older monks all stopped silently, looked at this group of young men with a fierce aura, nodded silently and clapped softly.

They went through hardships, passed the tests assigned by the monastery, gained valuable experience, and significantly improved their strength.

At this moment, they should get the respect they deserve.

They may not deserve the title of "heroes", but at this moment, they are definitely worthy of the name of "warriors".

However, Herbert, the most watched and anticipated rising star of this training, was not among those receiving the salute.

Whether Herbert is there or not, whether he says it or not, the facts will not change.

Herbert's absence actually means that all the honor will be given to other people.

This is actually a kind of arrogance, but these monks have no objection to it and do not think there is anything wrong with Herbert's approach.

Because they all knew that although their apparent strength was similar, Herbert was no longer on the same level as them.

In fact, they have already become two types of people.

And Herbert, on a higher ground.

He doesn't need to prove anything to anyone.

Herbert no longer needs to stay here to prove his excellence. Instead, others need his help to prove their own value.

In fact, many people in the team are still absent.

Including Fao and his friends, Cyril who stayed in the dark area, and some other monks who left the team halfway and chose to continue their training outside.

Everyone has their own path and they make their own choices.

……

……

On the other side, Herbert was not idle either. He first placed Theresa and Misser outside the Misty Mountains and asked them to wait for the gray dwarves behind the team.

After joining the gray dwarf team, they will be led into the Eldar territory by the centaur heroes summoned by him.

Then he took Eliza and the other person back to the training ground of the Paladins, reported to Bishop Rusty Nail the various situations encountered along the way, and made a brief report.

In particular, it gave a detailed account of the whereabouts of Fao, Cyril and others.

Being a leader is very convenient, but more often than not, it is also an inescapable responsibility and you need to be responsible for your subordinates.

After listening to Herbert's report, Bishop Rusty Nail did not make much comment, but simply encouraged him and reminded him to remember to report to the archbishop in person later.

He looked at Sfanni twice more and felt that her aura seemed to have changed slightly.

But Bishop Rusty Nail didn't know much about dark elves and didn't know that she had changed into a different appearance.

He doesn't care either.

A little suspicious, but... okay.

Since Herbert didn't mention it, there should be no problem with this heretic prisoner.

After achieving results time and time again, Bishop Rusty Nail's trust in Herbert has gradually increased.

I no longer ask about such insignificant matters.

And this is actually exactly what Herbert wanted.

Invisibly enhance your own prestige, strengthen others' trust in you, and gradually improve your reputation in the entire monastery.

After bidding farewell to Bishop Rusty Nail, Herbert talked with the other paladins and monks in training for a while.

Everyone welcomes you with a smile, so there is no need to put yourself on a high pedestal.

Moreover, during the conversation with the Paladin brothers, Herbert received an unexpected news.

"You mean, in the middle of the night ten days ago, a miracle occurred where the sun replaced the moon...really? Are you kidding me?"

Herbert was a little hesitant after hearing the rumor. He didn't expect such a big thing to have happened before.

"It's absolutely true! At the beginning, only a few people knew about it. After all, everyone was asleep at that time."

"But, on the third day, the Sun Cult began to actively publicize this matter, letting the whole world know that their god had finally shown a miracle... ahem!"

The talkative bald monk talked for a long time and suddenly became aware of the subtle gazes of others.

He coughed forcefully twice, pretending that he hadn't said anything, and smiled awkwardly at the Sun Paladin who had a bad look on his face next to him:
"Haha, praise the sun! Well, praise Him!"

After laughing, he kindly reminded Herbert in a low voice: "Remember not to say this to others. There are still many believers of the Sun God in our monastery."

"Although the Sun God is fair and selfless, his followers are not like the gods they believe in, always fussing over such trivial matters..."

Herbert nodded expressionlessly, patted his shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and whispered:

"Praise the sun."

Monk: ! ! ?
He quickly stepped back and looked at Herbert in disbelief.

broken!

Why you too?
"Haha, just kidding." Herbert laughed but didn't take the opportunity to tease him further.

But he really wanted to ask one question - Brother, if I were also a believer in the Sun God, wouldn’t you be furious?

Speaking of which, there is something Herbert has wanted to complain about for a long time.

Why are the monks of the Misty Monastery so talkative? ! ?

Each one is more talkative than the other and their mouths are never idle.

Is it because you usually keep your mouth shut too much, so you want to speak as much as possible while you can?
However, rather than being curious about the secret of the monks' chatterboxness, Herbert was more concerned about the "miracle" they mentioned.

Was that really a miracle that was performed on its own initiative?

Calculating the time, ten days ago was exactly the beginning of the new year, and... it was also the time when Herbert fought against the incarnation of evil.

That was the day when Nenasha used the fallen angel's wings to steal the power of the sun god.

Is there any connection between the two?
No matter how you think about it, there must be some...

Herbert would not have the crazy idea that he was the so-called destined child of destiny.

But I will not play dumb and deliberately deny facts that can be seen at a glance.

The unusual movements of the Sun God must be related to his own God of Harmony!
It must be that Nenasha is in hibernation right now, otherwise I would definitely have to have a good discussion with her.

Does it have to be such a big fuss?

Do we have to make a big news to make everyone pay attention to the Sun God?
This god of humor, I’m afraid he has bad intentions!
"Also, the Church of the Sun God is in a bit of trouble."

He thought that everything had been handled in Malagas, and only a few people on his side knew about the situation at the time, but he did not expect that there would be such a chain reaction in the outside world.

If people knew what happened in Malagas at that time, they would probably notice Herbert, the fake God's favored one.

Herbert did not want to be noticed by the Church of the Sun for the time being, so he needed to be cautious. Fortunately, there were not many people present at the time. Outsiders only knew that Malagas City emitted a strong light before its destruction, and not many people noticed the arrival of the "sun".

Most underground dwellers believed that a terrible battle had just broken out there, with one side casting destructive spells like "Holy Light Explosion".

To sum up, the situation is not particularly bad, and there is only one person who needs attention.

"Quinna...it's not a big problem."

Herbert thought about this only alien who did not belong to his sphere of influence and nodded silently.

He took out the photo stone that had captured a scene before and muttered to himself:

"It's despicable, but Miss Knight, you don't want to be seen by others in your bikini armor, right?"

Herbert didn't believe Quinna could resist him after saying this - just kidding.

Herbert was not a monster.

How could he, a paladin, do such a despicable thing?
"If I really want to do it, the most I can do is to let her sign a contract with me, and I will quietly change a few clauses in it... Well, it seems to be less glorious than before."

It wasn't hard to get Quinna to keep a secret.

After a few days of getting along, Herbert probably realized that she was not a talkative person and just needed to be restrained a little.

The real problem lies with the God of Lust, and Herbert has no way to restrain him.

"I just hope that this evil god won't take the initiative to contact the Sun God. Well, he probably isn't that desperate."

After sorting out his thoughts a little, Herbert didn't add much pressure.

there is always a solution to a problem,
Step by step.

After figuring this out, Herbert took Eliza and the others back to the Third Commandment House with ease.

In order to avoid running into Valentina directly, Herbert opened the door to the third floor directly after entering.

Click, click!
Opening the door, entering, closing the door, the whole set of actions was smooth and done in one go, not giving Miss Dragon any chance to react.

After sending the reluctant vampire lady and the dark elf with a subtle smile back to the Lightless Prison, Herbert returned to the first level of the endless maze.

Herbert even took care of the smell on his body before going to look for Valentina.

This action is not about being cowardly, nor is it about being afraid.

This is——respect!

Yes, no one knew how to respect Valentina better than Herbert.

But when Herbert got everything ready and was about to look for Valentina, he didn't find her the first time.

The portal that was always successful did not open next to Miss Hungry Dragon this time.

"Ok?"

Where is Valentina?
Fortunately, the portal only paused for a moment and appeared out of thin air the next second.

Herbert didn't think much about it, he stepped in and saw the familiar red-haired figure.

"Haha, I'm back!"

After seeing Herbert, Valentina was stunned at first, then she showed surprise and walked towards him quickly.

"You're back!"

Red hair flew everywhere as the two figures approached each other quickly.

But just before they were about to hug, Herbert suddenly took a step back.

No.

Not only did he retreat, the blood wings behind Herbert instantly stretched out, and he quickly flew backwards dozens of meters!
"who are you?"

Herbert kept his distance from "Valentina", frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you the Sage?"

He knew that after Valentina accepted the inheritance of the Dragon of Wisdom, an automatic question-and-answer ability called "Sage" appeared in her mind, which forcibly developed her intelligence.

It is with this ability that she can move between floors.

But now this feels... wrong.

"What are you talking about? I'm Valentina?"

Valentina, who was dodged, was obviously unhappy and angrily asked, "Why did you dodge?!"

"Do not you know?"

Herbert narrowed his eyes, found the answer from the other party's reaction, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately... Valentina was not possessed by the Dragon of Wisdom.

The Valentina in front of me is a different person!

He shook his head slightly and said softly: "Since you are not a 'sage', then I will ask you again."

"who are you?"

Roar!
Faced with such doubts, Valentina stared at Herbert angrily, her vertical pupils filled with anger of being suspected.

"Are you doubting me?"

Herbert's reaction was unusually calm. He said calmly, "This is not doubt. I am sure that you are not her."

"You're talking nonsense!!!" the dragon roared.

"Nonsense? You know better than me whether I am talking nonsense or not." The Paladin replied indifferently.

The two of them stared at each other silently for a while, and the atmosphere in the field was extremely depressing.

But in this case, Herbert did not escape or call for help from other floors.

Just quietly looking at "Valentina".

After being stared at by him for a long time, "Valentina" suddenly changed from anger to resentment, and chuckled, breaking the silence.

“Pfft…Haha, oops, I’ve been discovered!”

"How did you find out?"

She spread her arms and turned around, and asked curiously, "I think... I should look no different from her now."

"Could it be that it's temperament?"

She patted her cheeks, made a silly expression, then quickly relaxed and looked at Herbert with a puzzled frown.

"But how on earth can you, a prison warden, observe so carefully?"

Herbert did not respond and asked indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense, where is Valentina?"

"Valentina" curled her lips upon hearing this: "Ah, no answer? Really, it seems like another boring guy."

"Forget it~"

She looked at Herbert who was unmoved, and suddenly revealed a charming smile, and chuckled softly:
"If...you really want to see her so much, why don't you come by yourself?"

The moment "Valentina" smiled, Herbert continued to fly backwards, trying to get away from her.

But before he could fly ten meters, a dazzling white light enveloped him.

"what?"

Herbert's eyes went blank due to the light, and when he saw clearly again, his eyes suddenly widened.

There are countless reflections before my eyes.

It's all him.

Front and back, left and right, up and down... countless broken mirrors formed a huge cage.

"Tsk."

After entering this place, Herbert, the warden, already knew where he was without the fake Valentina's explanation.

The third disciplinary institute, sixth floor!

"Mirror Space..."

(End of this chapter)

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