Chapter 1216 - 551: Nenasha’s "Reward

Chapter 1216: Chapter 551: Nenasha’s "Reward

It’s Nenasha.

Deep within the soul, Miss Xie Shen’s voice resonated with her unique, slightly mischievous humor.

"Sigh."

Upon hearing this, Herbert let out a slightly helpless sigh in his heart, with a tone of indulgence: "You, only at times like these, do you show a bit of evil like the Evil God."

["Tsk, what kind of talk is this? I was clearly showing concern for you."]

Nenasha’s voice was full of "You’re wronging me!" but the air of "What can you do about it?" pride couldn’t be hidden... well, it actually wasn’t hidden at all.

The tone had a bit of coquettishness, like a child whose prank succeeded, trying to maintain an innocent facade while unable to hide inner pride.

"Let’s consider it like that, thank you for your concern."

Herbert’s gaze returned to the family of three, with Teresa speaking to her mother’s phantasm, face teary yet full of joy.

Steven remained a bit reserved, but would nod from time to time, his gaze overflowing with tenderness that couldn’t be concealed.

A warm scene indeed.

Herbert gently shook his head, turned around, gaze still towards the distance, his voice calm and assured: "Regarding your question, I can provide a clear answer."

"I don’t envy."

His response showed no hesitation, as if he had thoroughly contemplated the issue.

This wasn’t bravado or self-comfort, but a genuine thought after reflection.

His gaze clear and resolute, reflecting the outline of distant forests and inner tranquility and contentment.

["But..."]

"Nenasha."

Herbert gently spoke, interrupting with a peculiarly tender tone: "I know what you truly want to ask, isn’t it whether I want to also resurrect my mother?"

Like Teresa, Herbert had also lost his mother early.

He easily saw through Nenasha’s true intention hidden behind the joke.

They were familiar with each other’s thought patterns, needing only a tone to understand the unsaid words.

["Uh!"]

The relaxed joking Divine suddenly fell silent, after a while only managing an awkward laugh: ["...Turns out you guessed it, tsk, really can’t hide it from you."]

Nenasha’s voice carried the frustration of being seen through, along with a touch of relief.

She indeed struggled with expressing care directly, often needing various excuses to conceal the true intent.

With Herbert directly exposing it, she instead sighed with relief.

She indeed intended to subtly ask Herbert whether he wished his mother could return similarly.

Since her small intention had been exposed, she no longer pretended, directly asking: ["Then, what do you think? Do you wish for her to return to your side?"]

The question was cautious, fraught with probing and concern.

Nenasha was uncertain about the weight of the mother in Herbert’s heart, but after witnessing Teresa’s family reunion, understood the sensitivity of the matter.

She hoped to learn Herbert’s true thoughts, yet feared touching upon hidden wounds.

Unexpectedly, Herbert appeared exceptionally calm in this matter, gently shaking his head: "Nenasha, I know you’re expressing concern for me, but regarding my mother, you don’t have to worry."

His voice was calm as water, not a ripple.

Not a sign of suppressed emotion, but truly serene after release.

Time had smoothed the initial pain, leaving warm memories and a grateful heart.

The pain of losing a close kin had long settled, Herbert had truly calmed.

["Why?"]

"I am no longer an outsider ignorant to the Divine Domain, to resurrect a mortal deceased for years, even for a Divine, requires a great price."

Herbert’s tone carried rational thought, not losing judgment due to emotional entanglement.

With deeper understanding of the Divine Domain, he realized that every miracle carried a corresponding cost.

Blind pursuit of impossibility only brings more anguish.

Unlike Jenelle who left a residual soul, Herbert’s mother left no such residue, making her resurrection a different challenge.

The difficulty was one aspect, whether it could be done was another.

He calmly analyzed reality, leaving no room for unrealistic fantasies.

This wasn’t indifference, but mature rationality—accepting certain impossibilities better nourishes the appreciation for the present happiness.

"Considering your current state, best not to engage in such high-risk matters."

Nenasha was considerate of Herbert, while Herbert concurrently considered Nenasha.

["..."]

After a long silence, Nenasha gently asked: ["Do you now feel lonely?"]

The question was posed with utmost gentleness, as if fearing disturbance to Herbert’s interior peace.

"Lonely? Previously, indeed a bit, but now not anymore."

Herbert admitted openly, nodding: "Without her, I was indeed lonely and missed her greatly."

His voice full of regret, yet no sadness flickered in his eyes, instead filled with resolve.

"But alas, I’m not like those little children who need maternal encouragement to rise."