Remembered

"Do you remember?" Hubert was extremely excited, and his eyes were shining. Zoey nodded gently. Of course she didn't. How could pathetic minions like him deserve to be remembered? The reason why she lied was that she thought that the fool in front of her might be useful and she could turn him into a tool. Zoey lied without even blinking. With a shy face, she muttered, "When I heard what happened, I was wondering what kind of hero would help me out like that. So, it turns out that was you." Hero?! Hubert's pupils dilated and his body leaned forward. He excitedly grabbed Zoey's handcuffed hands and babbled incoherently, "Do you really think that, Zoey? Am I a hero in your eyes?" "Yes, Hubert." How could Hubert stand being called a hero and by his own name? Just as he was incredibly worked up, Zoey looked at him affectionately and asked, "Herbert, can you do me a favor?" "Yes! I'm willing to do anything for you, even if I have to walk through fire!" Hubert patted his chest and made a sole