Chapter 1231 - 555: Humiliated!!!

Chapter 1231: Chapter 555: Humiliated!!!

Upon returning to Molten Hell, Herbert was completely surprised.

The place was surprisingly... tranquil.

This tranquility was not a deathly silence, but a rare, nearly eerie peace.

The lava lake continued to have magma slowly flowing out, making low bubbling sounds, but the usual shouts and curses were nowhere to be heard.

Why wasn’t Kreti getting beaten up?

Why wasn’t Flora beating someone up?

This quietness was somewhat uncomfortable for Herbert, who was used to seeing a noisy scene each time he returned here.

"Huh? Why is it so quiet?"

Huh?

Strange, truly curious!

Why wasn’t the bratty Demon getting hung up and beaten today?

Herbert searched around and finally found Flora sleeping in the depths of the Magma Pool space.

At the deepest layer of the Magma Pool, there was a special space like a cave, with a smaller and more unique lava lake inside.

The scorching orange-red liquid flowed slowly, occasionally forming a huge bubble that burst with a pop, splattering a few sparks.

Flora was floating at the center of the small lava pool, curled up, wings folded behind her, tail quietly resting by her side, breathing steadily and deeply.

A faint golden Holy Power intertwined with Demon Power surrounded her, forming a subtle balance field that kept the lava heat waves at bay, yet greedily absorbed the pure fire element energy within.

Although she awakened to become an Enchanting Demon Paladin with Herbert’s help, she did not lose the original abilities of an Enchanting Demon and could still draw power from the flames.

This unique dual talent allowed her to thrive in the Molten Hell environment, using Holy Light to hone her will and purify filth, while also strengthening her body and nourishing her essence with fire.

At this moment, Flora was clearly in a deep meditation state, processing her recent gains, especially those insights Herbert brought her...

Yes, although the lava energy here was not enough for Flora to make a breakthrough, breaking through to the Epic stage relied not just on energy.

No problem, she’s already acquired the most important "inspiration" from Herbert.

In some sense, it was akin to an ancient form of initiation by Herbert, imbued with some valuable "divine nectar."

This "divine nectar" carried a bit of Holy Light’s heat, undoubtedly the nourishment she needed most at this moment.

Seeing the occasional flash of enlightenment in the form of a golden glow between her brows, it was evident the "initiation" effects were significant.

Herbert did not disturb Flora’s training and quietly retreated after ensuring she was alright.

"Since Flora is training, then what is Kreti doing?"

If Flora’s quietness could be attributed to "training," then the silence of the ever-restless, emotional-environment manipulative Miss Devil was even more unusual.

According to his understanding of Kreti, she should be visiting other floors in the absence of Flora, her "opponent," yet her presence remained here.

What was she doing?

Curious at heart, Herbert found Miss Devil gazing dazedly, inside the Bronze Fortress.

She lay slumped on a recliner with a soft blanket, head leaned back against the seat, her charming eyes losing their usual sparkle.

Hmm?

What’s up with this posture?

Just when Herbert thought something was wrong with Kreti, Miss Devil made a strange sound.

"Ah—hehe."

Miss Devil was slightly open-mouthed, staring blankly at the ceiling, yet her lips curled slightly in an unknown thought.

?

"Hmm?"

Watching Kreti doing nothing but sitting there in a stupor, Herbert felt quite uncomfortable.

Did I find the wrong person?

Why are you so well-behaved today?

No, if you’re this well-behaved, it robs me of a lot of fun!

"Hey, hey, hehehe..."

Not only was Miss Devil in a daze over there, but sometimes she would let out a few bewildering quirky laughs too.

The laugh was soft, carrying a hint of foolishness, yet subtly mixed with an inexplicable sweet...?

She seemed completely immersed in her own world, oblivious to the outside.

From afar, this scene looked like she was stained by some dirty thing.

"Hmm..."

Herbert hesitated for a moment and finally decided to go forward to investigate.

Approaching her carefully, as if nearing a possibly startled small animal, he slowly walked to Kreti’s side.

Upon discovering Kreti’s alluring face currently showed a highly complex expression, blending confusion with a hint of shyness, overshadowed by a trace of longing and undeniable foolishness.

Herbert waited a while and seeing she had no reaction, he raised his hand to tentatively poke Miss Devil’s cheek.

Poke, poke.

When his fingertips touched her cool, yet exceptionally soft and smooth skin, he could feel the slight trembling beneath his touch.

Kreti’s body instinctively reacted, yet her mind curiously ignored Herbert’s presence, seeming completely unaware of his proximity.

Herbert smirked slightly, intensifying his touch a bit and poking again, while softly calling out.

"Hey—are you okay?"

!!!

It was like pressing a certain switch.

Kreti’s vacant eyes suddenly became animated, the focus sharply consolidated, and her piercing gaze instantly locked onto the unexpected guest’s face right before her!