As for everything Kreti has gone through.
Herbert could only shake his head and sigh: Miss Devil really has some bad luck.
Bumping right into Nenasha's least favorite spot and getting thoroughly thrashed.
That scene, wow—
Two words, thrilling.
Six words, really freaking thrilling!
If it weren't for the fact that the scene was described as being a bit too thrilling, Herbert would be more than willing to give everyone a detailed recount.
Let's just say Nenasha truly lives up to being the Evil God, quite the oddball.
Once everything was over, Herbert glanced down at the shadow at his feet with reverence, almost saluting on the spot.
Master, I want to learn that!
Although Nenasha technically didn't do anything, the mental impact on Miss Devil was immeasurable.
Herbert walked over to the collapsed Miss Devil, gently patting her cheek.
"Hey! No sleeping here, wake up—"
Kreti had already passed out halfway through.
