Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 825 - 424: Her Secret Conversation with Him

"Are you saying that I’ve already died?"

["Yes! You’re dead!"]

"...I see."

Died?

Upon hearing this result, Flora was surprisingly not too emotional at first.

Death.

In the end, Flora still couldn’t resist death, embarrassingly exposing the unease deep in her heart.

She was really quite afraid of dying.

She didn’t want to never open her eyes again, she didn’t want to just die like this.

But now, when being informed so ruthlessly, knowing the news of her own death, she reacted quite calmly.

She didn’t hysterically refuse to acknowledge it, nor did she go mad due to its unacceptability... She felt nothing at all.

Deep down, there was only a kind of "Ah, is that so?" feeling of desolation.

Did I really end up dying in the end?

This truly is, rather saddening...

This bleak ending makes others feel sorrowful, but it didn’t surprise her, the person involved.

It seems she had subconsciously anticipated this outcome early on.

Although Flora chose to believe Herbert’s promise, following him and becoming his temporary servant...

In her heart, this sage among demons didn’t truly believe he could fulfill the promise.

Just like a drowning person unwilling to let go of the only lifesaving straw, blindly choosing to believe, treating a dead horse like a living one, nothing more.

Indeed...

Trying to defy fate and all, is just a mortal’s delusion.

Flora’s mouth twitched slightly, shaking her head helplessly.

She took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if trying to expel all emotions from her chest along with this breath.

"Sigh..."

This sigh contained sadness about her own death, regret about not being able to open her eyes again, fatigue over being unable to resist fate in the end...

But among these myriad complex emotions, there was no trace of hatred.

No hatred towards Herbert, the "culprit" who killed her—none at all.

Not a bit.

Flora didn’t blame him for her death.

Her own death couldn’t be credited to him.

Before taking action, Flora had already understood the situation, thoroughly considering all possibilities.

Herbert didn’t force her, but provided a risky possibility.

The current result was her own choice after weighing everything.

She just lacked a bit of luck.

Even without him, she wouldn’t have given up resisting her basic instincts.

Eventually, she would have faced this outcome, wouldn’t she?

As long as she couldn’t surpass those chaotic instincts, whether it’s dying young or dying old makes no difference.

Such a life, at best, is just not dead.

Never truly lived.

And Herbert, at least he had given her hope.

Therefore, Flora didn’t hate Herbert; on the contrary, she was filled with gratitude towards him.

"Besides, in the end, he stayed by my side..."

Remembering the warmth she felt at the very end, Flora bit her lip resentfully, feeling her eyes become slightly heated.

Still, not reconciled...

Why?

Why was this the ending?

I...

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, trying to hide her vulnerability, not wanting outsiders to see her pathetic state.

Then—at the moment she lowered her head, Miss Demon saw a pair of big eyes directly staring at her.

Flora: ¿

["Huh? Are you crying?"]

The incredibly beautiful woman at this moment was looking up from below in a twisted and ludicrous posture, gazing at her expression.

Flora: ?

What, is happening?

What does she mean by that?

The Demon Sage’s brain momentarily froze, failing to comprehend what this meant, only instinctively feeling something was not right.

No way.

Something’s not quite right...

["Eh? You really believed it?"]

Nenasha looked at Flora in amazement, murmuring quite unexpectedly, ["What’s going on? This reaction isn’t right, I can’t continue the act..."]

Flora: ??

What do you mean?

Continue the act?

Explain to me, what do you mean by that!?

Before Flora could open her mouth to ask, Nenasha had already started speaking, muttering to herself, ["You seem quite clever, how were you so easily fooled?"]

Flora: ???

Wait!

At that moment, Flora, who had been immersed in the sadness of her supposed death, finally snapped back to reality.

She widened her eyes, staring at the unknown existence before her in shock, and exclaimed, "You! You... I wasn’t dead after all?"

Ah???

["You finally figured it out!"]

Nenasha pulled at the corners of her mouth, wondering whether she should keep teasing, feeling as though she was bullying a naïve child.

["You, sigh, forget it, you should just go play over there."]

Not a bit of interaction.

Boring!

["Sigh, she cooperated so well, it’s no fun! Teasing Herbert is more interesting, he reacts strongly, with banter... Tsk, boring."]

Teasing fools has no meaning, does it?

Pure bullying is simply tedious.

I truly prefer the thrilling banter with Herbert.

It has a great gameplay feel!

Miss Xie Shen shook her head in low spirits, sighed, and lamented ["If there’s no him in this world, I don’t know how lonely I’d be!"]

Life is really as lonely as snow~

The mischievous Harmonious God was sighing here, while the deceived victim on the other side was in chaos.

There was anger at being deceived and played with, but more so, there was the delight of "coming back to life."