Chapter 351 What is your desire? (Subscribe!)
Lukalia cracked.

It’s not a mental breakdown, it’s a physical crack.

The round mirror broke into two pieces, and Lucier and Herbert each held one half in their hands casually.

Of course, her spirit was not spared and was also torn apart.

Why didn’t anyone tell me that he could take prisoners from other floors to other cells!!!?

Before, when Lukalia firmly refused, Herbert did not say anything else, but directly opened the portal to the mirror space.

Didn’t you tell me not to watch?

Row.

Then I’ll do it myself.

Without saying anything, Herbert took the sword-wielding guard Lucier, grabbed Lukalia’s clone, and rushed into the mirror space in an unreasonable manner.

When the fallen angel landed in the mirror space, Lukalia realized that she was wrong.

This fallen angel was not as strong as he thought, but… much stronger.

It’s even a bit too strong and unreasonable.

Being able to flash and teleport is fine, as strong people all have some special means of movement.

But!
Just once or twice.

Why do you keep teleporting?!?
Whoosh whoosh—

In the mirror space, Lucier displayed a terrifying ability to teleport, disappearing again and again, and then appearing in another place out of thin air.

Each time, the trap that Lukalia had prepared with great difficulty failed, and she could only watch them easily pass through the Thousand Mirrors Net she had set up.

Is this right?
Friend, is there no limit to your teleportation ability?
As if to show off or prove his strength, Lucier simply lowered his wings and held Herbert in his arms against his chest.

She neither flew nor walked, choosing instead to teleport the entire time as a show of skill.

Whoosh whoosh—

Without touching the ground, he took Herbert and ran around in the mirror space – and always moved in the right direction.

The mirror maze that I worked so hard to build didn’t work at all!
No, how come they don’t get lost?!
It’s outrageous. It’s really outrageous.

Although the fallen angel did not show her real killing power, her ability to teleport infinitely was enough to raise her danger level to the highest level in Lukalia’s mind.

This is truly an opponent that cannot be defeated even if one tries one’s best.

Facing such an enemy is simply a nightmare.

Catch, can’t catch.

Escape, cannot escape.

Unless you rely on your own hard power to withstand it, there is a high probability that you will die.

Unfortunately, Lukalia is not a combat-specialized type.

If it weren’t for Miss Mirror Demon’s instinctive grasp of the laws of space, which allowed her to constantly move around in the mirror world, her real body would have been attacked directly in the face.

Even so, Miss Mirror Demon did not hold out for more than ten minutes. She raised the white flag of surrender early, took the initiative to solve the mirror maze, and opened the door wide to welcome the two evil guests.

Surrender!
I don’t want to play anymore!
After dozens of cat-and-mouse games, Lukalia realized that Herbert and the others had no ill intentions and were just teasing her out of mischief.

Although the mirror space is said to be able to extend infinitely, it has its own rules and can find its end.

Especially as a “pendant”, Lukalia understood the thoughts of Herbert and the others more deeply from the perspective of the clone.

At the fifth minute, they already had the ability to teleport directly in front of him, but they just didn’t move.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, it moved playfully to a place not far from him, admiring his own embarrassed escape.

Yes.

They just want to see themselves in this pitiful state of being “powerless to resist”.

These two people have really bad personalities!
In order to avoid further humiliation, Lukalia finally gave herself the decency to choose to surrender instead of being forcibly captured.

In front of her real body, Lukalia in the mirror stared at Herbert resentfully.

Is this in accordance with the rules?

Can the warden let the prisoners run around without permission?

Who can tell me!!!?
Also, can the warden take prisoners to other cells to commit crimes?

answer me!
Finally, Lukalia couldn’t help but mutter, “This is against the rules of the Discipline House. You are dereliction of duty! You are allowing evil to hurt people!”

Ok?
Herbert was stunned for a moment after hearing this complaint, and then he couldn’t help laughing.

Listen, listen to it all, it’s so fresh!
The prisoners all talked about the law with me, the warden.

If Herbert was really a proper paladin, he would have explained to Lukalia the “legality” of his actions and used eloquent words to prove his innocence.

But he is not.

Herbert is a rather unorthodox paladin.

“rule?”

Herbert smiled and winked at his reflection in the mirror. He said, “Don’t you understand? Now, in this prison, my words are the rules.”

My rules are rules!

Miss, if you think I am a member of the underworld, then I am one today.

Steamed buns, you don’t have a handle?
“……snort.”

In the end, under the pressure of Herbert (Lu Xier), Miss Mirror Fairy stopped arguing and just snorted coldly before stopping.

Lukalia fell silent, and Herbert finally focused his attention on the mirror in front of him.

“Is this your true form?”

He took a look and couldn’t help but sigh: “No, isn’t this very handsome? What’s there to hide from others?”

It was a huge oval mirror with an ancient atmosphere, like a full-length mirror used for dressing, but it was larger than an ordinary door and looked like a huge wall.

It looks like silver vines are carved on the obsidian frame, and the carvings with a mithril luster seem to have once had a vibrant life.

The branches of the vine are stretched out, not like the creation of mortals, but more like they were frozen there by great power at a certain moment.

The ancient mirror, with black and silver colors interwoven, floats gently in the mirror space, emitting a faint glow and illuminating the darkness.

After being accustomed to seeing the powerful or terrifying forms of monster girls, Herbert couldn’t help but feel a sense of “simplicity” when he saw such an ancient mirror.

Although I have never doubted Lukalia’s strength, this appearance… is it a little too inconspicuous?
Seeing the thoughts in Herbert’s eyes, Lukalia couldn’t help but complain: “Hey! What’s that look in your eyes? Don’t show such a regretful expression to someone’s real body!”

I’m just a mirror, so what?
What happened to you, mirror?

“No, I don’t have many regrets, it’s just that this is a little too… um, Lucier, what do you think?”

Herbert couldn’t think of a suitable adjective for a moment, and was ready to ask the guard with a knife who was responsible for speaking his mind to help him be honest.

As a result, Miss Fallen Angel, who had been obedient and sensible before, did not respond.

“Ok?”

Herbert turned his head to look at Lucille and found that she was “looking” at the mirror with mixed emotions on her face. She was completely immersed in it and there were even traces of liquid seeping out from under the black veil eye mask.

What! ! ?
Lucille actually cried?
“Lucier!”

Herbert, having recovered from his shock, hurried forward to wake her up.

“I advise you not to disturb her now.” As a result, the mirror demon’s calm voice made Herbert pause.

“She should have seen what she has longed for. Even if it was you, if you interrupted her, you might not say it, but you would probably blame her in your heart.”

Herbert frowned, slowly withdrew his hand, looked at the half mirror in his hand, and asked, “What did Lucier see?”

Did Lukalia do something?

Is this her trump card? To control Lucille by force through some means?

But… Miss Mirror Demon did not take this opportunity to attack Herbert, but curled her lips indifferently and said, “Who knows?”

“Everyone who sees my true self will only see what they desire. How do I know what she desires?”

Lukalia nonchalantly threw aside the fallen angel she had been “licking” for a long time, stared at Herbert with great interest, and asked, “Instead of worrying about her, you might as well worry about yourself.”

“I?”

Herbert blinked and tilted his head in a strange way: “What’s wrong with me?”

What’s up?

“Yes, you! What’s wrong with you?”

Lukalia stared at Herbert, trying to find clues from him, and asked in confusion: “What did you see? How come you are not affected at all?”

really weird.

At this moment, Lukalia’s curiosity about Herbert officially surpassed her curiosity about Lucier.

This boy has a secret.

A big secret!
In front of his instinctive talent, even this special epic fallen angel would be affected by him, but this young man completely ignored it.

“You didn’t see anything?”

Lukalia hesitated for a moment, and said strangely: “Could it be that… you don’t have any desires in your heart?”

Right?
Is there something wrong with my talent?

How could this guy not have any desires!

“You mean me? I…”

Hearing this, Herbert tilted his head to look at the ancient mirror, and the mirror surface that had not reflected any figure before finally showed a reaction.

“……Eh?”

After looking at it for a while, Herbert hesitated and uttered a sigh, then asked uncertainly, “Well, although it’s impossible, I’ll still ask first… Ahem, is this mirror of yours actually a surveillance camera?”

“what?”

Miss Mirror Demon was confused and didn’t understand what Herbert meant.

“I mean… why are there so many pictures?” Herbert asked puzzledly.

At this moment, Herbert felt that he had avoided decades of detours and was directly employed in the community, becoming an old security guard watching surveillance in the monitoring room.

In his eyes, the image in the mirror was divided into several completely different images, all of which were live videos.

Valentina smacking her lips in her sleep, Freme spraying water from her mouth like a fountain statue, Eliza putting her head into the holy blood jar to lick it, Kreti writing a long poem cursing the devil in a small notebook, and Flora watching all this coldly in the shadow behind her… and several other small scattered pictures.

And that… Eh? Is this Sfanny’s true form?
A wheat-colored elf girl was fiddling with various models and sizes of “Svani” machines.

Obviously, every Sfanny shares the same face, but they are different in subtle details and give people different feelings.

And when Herbert looked at her carefully, the picture automatically zoomed in, and the other pictures shrank and disappeared, just like a surveillance picture.

At the same time, Sfanny was the only one who had a special reaction.

Sfanny frowned subconsciously and looked around cautiously, trying to find any prying eyes.

After looking around carefully, she actually raised her head slightly and “looked” straight at Herbert!
! ! ?

Herbert subconsciously felt embarrassed as if he was caught peeping, and he stopped staring alone and returned to the previous multi-screen scene.

Sfanny found out?

Herbert hesitated at first, then quickly realized that something was wrong.

wrong!

This is not the point.

The real point is – this scene is really broadcast in real time! ! ?
Herbert retracted his gaze and asked in a deep voice: “Did you see it? She seemed to have noticed it!”

Herbert was serious, but Lukalia acted quite nonchalant: “Herbert, I’ve already told you that you can’t see yourself in the mirror.”

“Mirror demons can only live by relying on the reflections of others, imitating their movements, and cannot see their own.”

“If you really want me to help you out, you should tell me now – what did you see?”

“I saw it…wait, what is that?”

Herbert looked at the ancient mirror again, staring at a somewhat unfamiliar picture.

There is — the Eldar!!!

In the picture, the mixed-race girl Theresa has turned back into her normal human form and is sitting cross-legged by the water, gently combing her hair.

A girl by the water, this is originally a beautiful picture.

However, after watching this scene, a strange idea suddenly came to Herbert’s mind – reach out.

“…”

He hesitated for a moment, then without thinking, he reached out to the mirror.

Without any resistance, Herbert’s palm actually sank into the mirror. No, that’s not right!

Yes——it appeared directly on the screen!
Herbert’s hand reached out from the water’s edge, just a few centimeters behind Theresa!
Wow.

The slight sound of water splashing broke the silence by the water, making the girl who was humming a song while combing her hair vaguely aware of it.

“Huh? What’s that sound?” She wondered and was about to look back.

Just as Theresa was about to turn around, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her, grabbed her waist and pulled her directly into the water.

Wow!

“Wha—Ah!?”

……

“hiss!”

Herbert looked into the eyes of the girl he had grabbed. He couldn’t help biting his lip and taking a deep breath, then greeted her tentatively.

“…Uh, hi?”

! ! ?

“Uh-huh!”

Theresa was thrown into complete confusion by the sudden accident, and could only utter incoherent words.

“I, um, ah!?”

Herbert looked at the girl’s confused and hesitant appearance, and suddenly calmed down. An idea flashed through his mind.

So, this is what it’s like to be a water monkey?
(End of this chapter)