"Are you saying the Sun God didn't react to your betrayal?"
After repeatedly confirming and receiving the same answer, Herbert was full of questions.
The Sun God is in a good mood?
But that doesn't seem right!
In those ancient texts, the Sun God was never depicted as a deity with a good temper.
The Sun God's nature is as scorching as the midday sun, prone to radical behavior.
While in the Natural Pantheon, the Master of Nature could keep the Sun God in check, preventing extreme actions.
But as the Sun God's power grew stronger, fewer could suppress the deity, eventually becoming the creator of the blazing disaster.
Regarding this, Luhier was equally puzzled.
"Perhaps it's because of the timing?"
Luhier slightly shook the head and slowly said:
"After I blinded the Sun God's incarnation's left eye, the Sun God did not obliterate me on the spot, merely tearing off my wings and taking away all the authorities I gained from Him."
"But just when I thought I would completely fall, the Sun God's incarnation disappeared."
"Later, I learned that at that time, the gods happened to invade His Divine Kingdom, forcing Him to restrain His extreme behavior, leaving no extra energy to deal with my insignificant fallen creation."
Was the timing just that coincidental?
Herbert frowned as well; this reason seemed a bit far-fetched, but somehow plausible.
"What happened afterward?"
Even if there wasn't time or energy at the moment, it doesn't mean it'd be the same afterward, right?
"Even after that, He didn't come to deal with me."
The Fallen Angel shook the head, exuding a sense of loneliness: "To such a great existence as Him, a betrayal of a discarded entity like me is not worth remembering."
Luhier explained this, but Herbert felt there might be some hidden secrets within.
The dignity of a Divine Spirit should not be provoked.
And what Luhier did is not just angering simply.
As Archangel, not only did she choose betrayal, but she also personally blinded the deity's incarnation's eye.
Such actions, each one could have caused her demise countless times.
Yet, in the end, the Sun God chose to ignore, expressing disdain in this way?
Is this really reasonable?
While Herbert was contemplating chin thoughtfully, after observing him for a long time, Luhier finally decided and slowly spoke:
"And this is actually the matter I want to entrust to you."
But before she could make her request, Herbert raised his hand to interrupt her, saying irritably:
"Wait a moment, though I'm indeed younger than you, can you stop constantly calling me child?"
You are indeed big, in various ways.
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Always calling "Child! Child!" makes me feel like a little kid.
"You do remember my name, right?"
Luhier was surprised by Herbert's anger over this issue, hesitated before nodding:
"I remember, Herbert, if this bothers you, I won't address you like that in the future."
"Hmm, then I'll also call you Luhier."
After a brief pause, Luhier continued: "Herbert, I want to request something from you."
She placed her "gaze" upon the boy's eyes, staring at him.
"Please help me figure out the reason why He did this? Why did He choose to ignore me?"
"Regardless of the method you use, as long as you can give me an answer, that will suffice."
"For someone favored by Divine Spirits like you, this isn't a difficult request."
Favored by Divine Spirits?
Herbert's heart skipped a beat, instinctively thinking Nenasha's existence was exposed, but soon calmed down.
It turns out it's the mark left by the Ice and Snow Goddess, leading to Luhier's misunderstanding.
Yet Herbert did not bother to explain deliberately; it really wasn't necessary.
If she misunderstands, let her continue to misunderstand!
Just right as a bargaining chip for negotiation.
Herbert didn't agree directly but raised an eyebrow to ask in return: "Since this is a request, there should be some compensation."
"What can you offer me?"
The white-haired boy's lips slightly curved up, staring at the Fallen Angel opposite, analyzing which part could be consumed.
Hair? Blood? Or feathers?
Good, it's time for my favorite negotiation stage.
Herbert didn't fear Luhier having demands on him, only if she had none.
Desireless makes one firm.
Because they do not contend, there's nothing in the world that can contend with them.
The desireless and demandless ones are indeed the most difficult to deal with.
No one can sell something to a person without demand, one must create their demand beforehand.
Now since Luhier has something to seek, he naturally couldn't let the opportunity slip.
Time to knock the bamboo rod!
"What can I offer you?"
Especially repeating some of Herbert's questions, she pondered and then shook her head slightly.
"When I was brought here by that gentleman, I didn't retain any belongings."
Luhier had little personal property, only possessing the Angel Battle Armor and the Holy Sword capable of harnessing the Power of the Sun.
But those lost their power after betrayal, turned into a heap of ordinary iron, or maybe even less than ordinary iron.
Herbert naturally knew this too, thoughtfully saying:
"I don't need material help, you can give me rewards in other aspects."
For instance, your feathers, hair... I'm not picky at all!
Herbert hinted with intent, but Luhier didn't understand the implication of his words.
After a moment, the Fallen Angel shook her head slightly.
"I can't provide you with those helps, but..."
"Since you, as Prison Warden, presumably need to proceed to the next area."
Herbert suddenly sensed a bad premonition.
Luhier said, "I can't help you pass through, but I can prevent you from entering the next area."
Herbert had already realized the problem as soon as Luhier spoke, wanted to seize control of the Sealing Array, but was overtaken by the opponent.
The opponent's identity is definitely not right.
Unlike the situation when competing with Svanni for the control of the array in the Prison of Darkness, Herbert's authority in the prison now wasn't even higher!
Although Luhier was in the alien race's prison, she wasn't entirely a prisoner!
Herbert recalled Luhier's tone when mentioning the Archbishop earlier.
Unlike Valentina's timid and fearful attitude, she treated the Archbishop as an equal.
Could she have come in voluntarily!!?
Good grief, you're creating demand for me here, aren't you?