In the end, she pulled her neck back, raised her eyes slightly, and tentatively asked Herbert, "Um... do you still need me to go with you?"
Miss Hungry Dragon rarely showed such obedience.
She didn't say she wouldn't go.
If Herbert needed Valentina to accompany him, she would risk everything to go along and wouldn't hesitate to attack the Sun Pope when necessary.
She did not fear death.
Not in the past, not now, and not in the future.
If there was anything that could worry her, it would probably be the possibility of "being separated from Herbert."
But, fear or not, she still didn't want to linger in front of such terrifying existences.
It's not fear!
It's, uh, well... unease, yes, discomfort!
It's not necessary, so there's no need to make herself so uncomfortable.
Herbert looked at Valentina's obedient manner and couldn't help but laugh, raising his hand to rub her head.
