So, would Herbert care about her power? Of course, he would.
Eliza smiled at Herbert's calm expression, raised her hand, and lightly touched the shackles on her neck, her expression somewhat complicated.
"As for this chain, do you really think that relying solely on this thing would make me willingly bow my head to you?"
She curled her lips, scoffed disdainfully, and proudly held her head high, saying:
"There's no one in this world who can bind me! Not even the gods... hss!"
Halfway through her words, Eliza suddenly realized what she was saying and abruptly shut her mouth.
Uh-oh.
Why am I saying such things again!
Eliza, in a moment of inattention, had slipped back into that teenage rebellious phase.
"...Ahem ahem."
He didn't hear that, did he?
Eliza kept her mouth tightly shut and cautiously peeked at Herbert—only to meet his speechless gaze.
Hmm, makes sense.
He wasn't deaf; there's no way he didn't hear it.
He definitely heard it, argh—
