Chapter 1137 - 531: Ophidia’s "Proactive" Reward

Chapter 1137: Chapter 531: Ophidia’s "Proactive" Reward

"How about ’The Divine Dies Because of Me’?"

Ophidia: !

Herbert watched the subtle change in Ophidia’s expression, knowing what kind of response would please her.

Then, he put away his playful mood entirely and asked softly in a voice tinged with sadness yet mixed with a hint of relief, "Or perhaps, ’Mortal’s Revenge on the Divines’?"

!!!

Upon hearing this response, which was almost what she expected, Ophidia was genuinely moved, unable to maintain the calm facade she had put up.

She looked at Herbert with complex emotions in her eyes and asked slowly, "Revenge? Why... why are you seeking revenge?"

What grievances do you have with the Divine?

You...

Herbert did not answer aloud but instead reached out his hand and gently grasped Ophidia’s slender hand.

!!!

Ophidia’s fingertips instinctively trembled slightly, but she did not retract her hand, allowing him to hold her palm gently.

Partly because she didn’t dislike Herbert, and partly because of his soft murmuring at this moment.

He said:

"Tell me, does this count as me getting a bit of revenge on the Divine for them?"

Them... who are they?

For the two sitting side by side at this moment, the answer was clear without consideration.

Of course, it refers to the Secret Keepers who died because of the Divine.

Those fearless mortals who dutifully recorded the secrets, only to ultimately be seen as thorns in the eyes of the Divine.

The poor people who sacrificed everything for their ideals.

At this moment, it would be false to say that Ophidia wasn’t touched.

Herbert became a Secret Keeper because of her, and he thought to avenge them naturally because of her.

However, rather than being touched, the overwhelming feeling in her heart at this moment was chaos.

Ophidia admitted that she had secretly hoped in her heart that Herbert would one day seek revenge on the Divine for those Secret Keepers, hoping that in the future, those arrogant Divine would pay the price.

But when Herbert really stood up to them, she couldn’t help worrying about his safety.

She didn’t want him to be seen as a dangerous figure that the Divine must eliminate because he bore such a mission, so she never actively brought up these past grievances.

Therefore, Ophidia bit her lip and once again whispered, "You don’t have to bear that hatred."

You don’t necessarily have to take up that mission.

But after hearing this, Herbert appeared exceptionally calm, even smiling lightly: "It’s too late, Ophidia."

"From the day I became a Secret Keeper, whether I wanted it or not, and whether you wanted it or not, I was already unable to escape this responsibility."

"Destiny does not change according to either your will or mine."

"From the moment I passed the test, I was part of the Secret Keepers, the successors of those sorrowful people not tolerated by the Gods."

Let alone that Herbert, much earlier, had already borne that tragic fate not tolerated by many Divine because of a particular Harmonious God.

"From the very beginning, I stood in opposition to the Divine Spirit."

"Given the situation, you need not feel guilty about this little established fact, and you need not worry about me."

Ophidia felt that Herbert had become burdened with heavy shackles because of the Secret Keepers, but in reality, that hatred wasn’t significant to him.

It’s just a trifle~

"... "

Ophidia pressed her lips forcefully, the hand being held unconsciously squeezed back, looking at Herbert with complex emotions, asking, "... Why?"

She didn’t know why she asked this pointless question, nor did she know what kind of answer she wanted.

At this moment, she simply couldn’t resist asking this seemingly fearless boy.

Herbert, what is it all for?

Is it worth it?

"For you."

Herbert looked into Ophidia’s eyes, smiling calmly: "If giving this answer can make you happy, then that’s my answer."

"To be able to carry out those missions you cannot fulfill and to avenge them against those arrogant beings."

He softly held the young lady Bishop’s trembling fingers, conveying his warmth and calmness to her.

"And if this seemingly far-fetched reason cannot be accepted by you... I have another answer."

"Still, it’s for you."

He blinked at her, smiling as he said:

"So that you can feel proud of me and mesmerized by me, it’s such a simple and dull reason."

"As for which reason you’re willing to believe, that’s up to you."

Herbert laughed lightly as he lifted the slender hand he was holding, then bent his head to lightly kiss the alabaster-like back of her hand.

Then he looked up at Ophidia, who seemed both to laugh and cry, and said, "So, for someone like me who’s worked tirelessly, shouldn’t you, as my superior, give me a little reward?"

The knife is revealed when the map is unfolded!

I’ve laid it all out, I’m not pretending anymore.

After going through all this effort, and taking such a long detour, I don’t want anything else but a little reward from you!

I may not want much, but you ought to be proactive and hurry to give it to me.

Look, I’ve worked this hard, if you still think about reneging, doesn’t that seem unreasonable?

"...Haha."

Originally, Ophidia was moved by Herbert’s confession, and even felt somewhat at a loss for his dedication.

But upon hearing his final teasing demand for a reward, she suddenly calmed down.