"My body is as hard as a blade! My will is as firm as iron! I... can hold on for now."
"Yes, for now."
After finally experiencing the aftertaste of victory, Valentina once more fell into a deep sleep, and the exhausted Herbert finally gained a momentary relief.
Although he wanted to return to his small room to rest for a while, unfortunately, his work was not yet finished.
During this return, his conversations with the Monster Girls brought more than just that single Demon's Tear.
He went to another room and reached out to his shadow.
The shadow under his feet trembled slightly, and a tendril of shadow emerged, handing the coiled black feather to Herbert.
Although he didn't have a magical item like a Storage Bag, he had a more convenient storage space: his own shadow.
To be precise, he put it into Nenasha's hands, letting Her keep it safe.
As for where exactly She hid them, he didn't intend to ask further, considering he couldn't understand it anyway.
