"..."
The lips of Lukalia within the mirror moved slightly, wanting to speak several times, but in the end, she chose silence.
After Herbert smiled and nodded at her, he immediately continued to soothe Luhier, and Lukalia smacked her lips secretly.
Tsk.
This young man... no, this man's uniqueness was beyond what she expected.
Herbert's special quality wasn't solely brought about by the strange, tumultuous destiny surrounding him.
Having witnessed Herbert's process of soothing Luhier, Lukalia thoroughly understood.
Even dismissing that favor of destiny, he himself was extremely unique.
Herbert was very adept at seizing the vulnerabilities in others' hearts and taking the opportunity to achieve his own objectives.
This capability of his felt more terrifying than that of any race whose livelihood depended on beguiling others.
At least in that previous encounter, ordinary people wouldn't even have the courage to speak up, let alone comfort a Fallen Angel.
