"Congratulations!"
Herbert lowered his gaze to look at Flora, who was in a state of shock, raised his hand to gently pinch her cheek, and started to laugh, declaring with a melodious voice:
"After 'dying,' you've 'lived' anew!"
Death and rebirth.
When the old body is destroyed, pure flesh grows from the shattered remains, just like new, tender branches sprouting from a tree burned down by lightning.
A brand new body, a pure soul.
Herbert watched the still wide-eyed Enchanting Demon, unable to help but laugh and shake his head, his fingers gently brushing through her hair, picking out a few strands that were different from before.
"Hehe."
In fact, Flora's appearance hasn't changed much.
The Demon horns on top of her head haven't changed color, and the shape of the Enchanting Demon tail behind her remains unchanged, just like before.
