CHAPTER 73: 73 RECOGNIZE REALITY (2/4)

"Eh?"

Kreti was dumbfounded at this moment.

What did he just say?

He said my tricks... are outdated.

Outdated!!?

She squinted in confusion, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

Wait, this feeling...

Kreti’s expression suddenly turned cold, and she gazed with icy eyes at the sneering boy just inches away, staring fixedly at the disdainful smile on his lips.

"Was your reaction just now all to deceive me?"

"Miss Kreti, don’t sound so unwilling, especially since it was you who deceived me first."

Herbert shrugged, casually saying, "So, in that case, it’s only reasonable for me to deceive you back, right?"

It’s just self-defense.

He looked at the Demon, whose expression was constantly changing, and sat back in the chair behind him, leisurely saying, "I say, haven’t you been locked up here for too long? Have you forgotten that the outside world also evolves?"

"With your earlier statements, not to mention me, even a three-year-old child wouldn’t be fooled by you."

Herbert sat relaxedly, while the Demon stood on the ground with a grim face.

Her demeanor was just like when she was on the throne moments ago, looking down on him arrogantly, trying to manipulate his mind.

At this moment, it was just like that moment back then.

Miss Demon.

The roles of offense and defense have switched!

But Kreti had no interest in worrying about the little advantage taken; she was more concerned about the content of Herbert’s words.

"No, impossible!!?"

She didn’t believe it!

She absolutely refused to believe it.

That her proud, advanced techniques, which had bewitched countless hearts, could have no effect on him at all.

No, could not even deceive a child?

How is that possible!

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Anything else Kreti could endure, pretend it didn’t happen, but this she could not.

This was a challenge to her professional integrity!

"Hmm?"

Seeing her reaction, Herbert blinked and asked uncertainly, "Um... could it be, you honestly thought your terms were attractive?"

"What do you mean?" Kreti squinted coldly, "Are you insulting me?"

"Sort of... uh, not really."

This time, Herbert wasn’t intentionally insulting her; he genuinely thought her tricks were too immature.

After listening for so long, besides playing along, his only thought was — those legs are really long, that chest is really high, that face is really white...

As for all that revenge, twisted fate, noble bloodline stuff... he didn’t care at all.

It didn’t attract him at all.

In Herbert’s view, Kreti’s entire operation process was merely applying an established template, forming some path dependency.

When encountering this type of target, she would directly apply the template to enchant, without even using her brain.

Stupid girl.

With such little ability to bewitch people.

Compared to Veteran Nenasha, you’re far inferior.

Not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

Ha!

Just average.

Rating — only moved the clown herself.

"I don’t know whether to call you arrogant, or foolish?"

"You clearly realized I might be different from those you’ve met before, yet you still mindlessly used the same old rhetoric."

Herbert shook his head in admiration, and with a posture of an elder guiding a junior, advised, "You can’t rigidly adhere to knowledge; you must know to adapt and vary from person to person!"

"And also, seduction can only be an added benefit, not the deciding factor, since it’s so unsophisticated."

"Oh right, and you must also think more, not just rely on the reaction displayed by the other party, what if they’re pretending? Wouldn’t that be a disaster..."

...

With Herbert’s pointers, Kreti’s expression grew darker and darker, looking even blacker than Svanni.

"..."

She admitted that this time she indeed was careless and learned a few skills from Herbert.

But, however!

The attitude of the other party made Kreti unable to accept, making her quite uncomfortable.

Clearly, I am the Demon!

I am the Enchantress!

What gives you the right to act like this?

Although Kreti said nothing, everything she wanted to express was written all over her face — she was not convinced!

"You see, you still don’t understand."

Herbert smiled, staring at the Demoness who liked to manipulate hearts but this time had her own heart manipulated, and asked back, "Kreti, don’t you realize yet?"

"You are no longer the Legendary Enchantress with powers from the outside world, now you are simply a prisoner without a future."

"Face reality, the one who should bow down— is you."

He gently yet mercilessly tore away the last layer of coverage from the other party.

No matter how powerful you are, you’re just a prisoner after all.

I want to use your power, then you have a chance to be useful.

But if I don’t want to, then you’re just worthless.

Face this harsh reality.

Demon.

"So, actually, it shouldn’t have been you asking me... but rather me asking you from the start."

The young Paladin crossed his legs, and with a calm demeanor, gently asked the Demon:

"Do you yearn for freedom?"

"Do you wish to be stuck here suffering all the time?"

"Do you want to be tortured by the hated Demon forever?"

When the Demon fell into a painful silence, he gently rose, walked to her, extended his arms, and said with a soft smile:

"Submit to me!"

"I will help you solve these problems."

"What’s that saying? Oh yes, I will make you feel truly alive~!"

"Hehe..."

.

.

Of course Miss Demon did not submit.

This was the first official confrontation, not a simple scenario, there was no easy fall and submission.

After being thoroughly humiliated, Kreti eventually returned to the depths of the Bronze Fortress, refusing to continue any conversation with Herbert.

Yeah, it hurt her pride.

"Humph humph."

And the victorious Herbert, feeling on top of the world, boldly turned his gaze toward another prisoner on the field.

After tossing the Molten Rock Ball for a full half-hour, the Demon finally stopped, falling into a silent slumber.

Herbert looked at the dormant colossal figure with an eager anticipation, licking his lips.

Perhaps, give it a try?

"I really want to see just how dangerous she can get in chaos!"

The skies cleared, the rain stopped, and he believed he was back on track.

Why not try it!

Fire and heat cannot harm me, that’s my greatest advantage.

Anyway, experienced now, as long as the Teleportation Gate is ready, he can always escape in a critical moment.

Give it a try!

If it doesn’t work, retreat!

"Alright, it’s decided then!"

And then...

In less than five minutes, the fearless young man quickly came to terms with reality.

The weapon of criticism can never surpass the critique of weapons.

In the end, it’s all about classical mechanics.

"Damn!"

Boom!

"Wait, wait a second!"

Boom!

"Wrong, wrong—"

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!