Chen Li: Help Dio fight for the family fortune? What an oddly specific phrase!

Saving the guys for last—how could you claim that wasn't intentional?

"Crystal rewards were naturally indispensable when forging Miraculous Items, but whether the friends one met were worth entrusting with one's life was even more important. A certain 2D philosopher once said: it didn't matter even if you couldn't make a hundred friends. As long as you made one friend more important than a hundred friends, that was enough."

"I don't have many friends... but having all of you is enough." Chen Li turned his head and looked directly at Great Herta, who had appeared behind him and was now within arm's reach.

"...You bastard, give me a moment to recover." Great Herta rubbed her forehead.

What kind of move was that?!

Let me think of how to respond.

Oh, right. I've got it.

"Since you have so few friends, why can't I be your only one? Having me alone should be enough. After all, I'm the one and only Herta!" Great Herta adjusted her hat and declared confidently.

"Perhaps you can't have only one friend, but... my dear Ms. Herta, in my eyes, there will only ever be one lady who is peerless in the world, brilliant beyond compare, beautiful enough to put fish and geese to shame, and capable of utterly bewitching me."

"You... Fine, I surrender." Great Herta shook her head regretfully.

She had lost by just a little.

But Great Herta had no experience in this area. Next time, she wouldn't be so easy to deal with.

"Hehe!"

"Don't get smug. I still have my trump card!" Great Herta suddenly broke into a smile.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

"What trump card?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Great Herta's face. Then she stepped aside, revealing Little Herta behind her.

"..." Little Herta stared expressionlessly at Chen Li.