So, in Great Herta's view, Cyrene not only had no right to blame her for ruining her plans, but should thank her instead.
"Thank you." Cyrene looked at Great Herta with a moved expression.
Though she felt there was something strange about Great Herta's logic, she truly felt the "thoughtfulness" behind it.
See?
Great Herta was very satisfied with the effectiveness of her rhetoric.
"You're welcome. You should know that among all the Chrysos Heirs, you're the strategic prospect I value most." Great Herta smiled and, unusually, gave her high praise.
As some kind of alternate-world counterpart to "Elysia," how could she possibly be a simple character?
Great Herta had always kept Cyrene's potential and malleability in mind.
"Is that so? Being praised so highly by the beautiful and wise Ms. Herta makes me a little embarrassed." Cyrene bashfully twirled a strand of her pink hair around her finger, a faint blush appearing on her face.
"No need to belittle yourself." Great Herta crossed her legs, accepted a steaming cup of coffee handed over by the tiny Little Hertas, and elegantly took a sip.
"I wonder what my partner is doing right now..." Cyrene looked toward the simulated starry sky outside the laboratory window. Supporting her chin with one hand, she began idly guessing at Chen Li's current state, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible longing and curiosity.
Was he forging a new Miraculous Item? Hopefully not. Cyrene was a little afraid Chen Li would become too absorbed and exhaust himself.
Was he pulling an all-nighter playing games with Phainon? Hopefully not. Cyrene hoped Chen Li would get proper rest and face tomorrow full of energy.
Was he taking a bath and getting ready for bed? Hopefully... no, perhaps she did not hope so? Cyrene still wanted a