Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 823 - 423: It’s Good to Be Alive… Huh?

The heart was crushed directly.

For a Legendary, such an injury, although not immediately fatal, is quite dangerous.

Not to mention, the intense Holy Light that follows the heart’s explosion.

The light with the Sun’s breath violently rushed into her body.

Ruthlessly destroying everything!

Flora felt the power in her body quickly fading, becoming more and more fragile.

Intense pain.

Unbearable intense pain.

"Ahhhhh——"

Even though Flora is a Legendary Demon, she understood under Herbert’s explanation that this was a necessary path.

But at this moment, she couldn’t help feeling a wave of terror.

She started to panic.

And when the pain reached its peak, what followed was coldness.

Cold.

So cold...

Feels, body, so cold.

Her body grew increasingly weak, her knees softened, and she fell heavily down.

But before she hit the ground, she was scooped up and fell into a warm, fiery embrace.

The warmth quickly dispelled the chill in her body, as if a power was poured into her.

Thus, Flora tightly hugged that warmth, unconsciously holding on tightly, fearing he would leave her behind.

She didn’t speak, but her body had already sent out a silent howl.

Don’t leave me.

Don’t abandon me.

She pleaded, hoping that he wouldn’t abandon her.

Unconsciously clutching the clothes in her hands, her body which was in a near-death state reverted to battle mode, sharp fingertips piercing Herbert’s back, leaving deep scratches.

"..."

And Herbert, feeling the sting from behind, allowed her to embrace him, raised a hand gently to support her waist.

"Flora."

He felt the fear and rapidly disappearing breath of the person in his arms, softly asked: "Are you afraid?"

Afraid?

No, I don’t...

Flora wanted to deny it, not to worry Herbert, but now, she couldn’t say these simple words.

Flora thought she was ready.

She thought she could endure, could face life and death.

But when truly confronted with death, she still felt terrified.

Death?

I, I don’t want to die.

I...

"I see, don’t force yourself to speak." Herbert didn’t continue to press.

Flora didn’t respond, but this was essentially equivalent to her making a response.

"Besides that?"

He gently patted Flora’s back, while his other hand still inserted into her chest, with an expression of warmth continued to ask:

"At this moment, what other emotions are in your soul?"

Besides fear?

Moments later, just as Herbert thought he wouldn’t receive an answer, Flora spoke.

"I..."

With her heart crushed, body burned by Holy Light, the nearly dying weak Demon braced herself and lifted her head, looking at the boy close at hand, speaking with effort.

"I, regret so much."

Flora yearned for love.

This yearning for love was even above Herbert.

All along, Flora had an unrealistic longing—she hoped someone could love her for who she truly was.

Not because of the Fallen Spiritual Qi, not deceived by the aura on her, not approaching her due to biological instinct.

Throughout those years, she had been searching, only to be disappointed time and time again.

Perhaps it was truly as Lilith said, such a person might really not exist.

Then, she gave up.

No longer trying to find, almost defenselessly became a prisoner, confined in that isolated prison.

She no longer hoped.

But unexpectedly, after she gave up trying, the person she had been looking for all along found her voluntarily.

Then... she regretted it.

Herbert asked: "Regret? What do you regret for?"

"..."

Flora tried to open her eyes wide, blankly staring at Herbert, then showed a smile mixed with complex emotions, gently shook her head.

Because of you?

No.

I regret because of myself.

Why did I choose to avoid before?

Why didn’t I face my inner self proactively?

Why didn’t I speak clearly earlier?

Such a pity.

Why did I only come to understand such simple truth now?

Flora wanted to speak some words, but she no longer had the strength to continue answering.

Already missed the moment to speak.

Missed it completely?

"Sleep."

Herbert, seeing her complex eye expression, suddenly smiled and said warmly: "Rest well."

"When you wake up, everything will be over."

"No need to fear death, with me here, you won’t die."

"No need to regret, it’s not over yet."

"When you wake up, you can tell me what you think."

He lowered his head, softly whispered in her ear: "At that time, take your time to talk, I’ll listen quietly."

Flora’s eyelids gradually became heavy, several times wanted to lift them, but eventually had no strength to persist.

"I..."

Eyes closed.

And just at the moment of completely losing consciousness, Flora suddenly recalled the past.

Once when leaving the Abyss, it seemed she made an agreement with someone, to prove she was right.

I have found my answer.

Just...

I don’t know if I still have the chance to tell you this conclusion.

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The Abyss, sixty-sixth layer, Desire Plain.

The mansion of the current Demon Lord.

In the depths of this terrifying mansion built of various bones, there is a hidden chamber.