Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 134 Never Forgotten (25)
Kretti's abilities were in line with Herbert's expectations, but the abilities he obtained from Flora were quite peculiar.

As a unique succubus, a wise demon among demons, she did not give Herbert extraordinary wisdom.

Instead, it gave Herbert an unexpected ability - [Demon Body]

That’s right, it’s the flesh again!
Real physical ability.

Herbert's body seemed to be covered with a layer of demonic scales, greatly enhancing his resistance to all spells and magic.

At the same time, he also gained the ability of supernatural perception and had a very keen sense of smell for changes in external creatures and the environment.

Combined with his perception of other people's ill will, it made it easy for him to find those nobles who were hostile to him.

And in the end, Herbert gained an ability that surprised him the most—the ability to transform his body into a sharp weapon at some point!

The key point is that this ability is very useful.

Very useful!
Just think about it, in a fierce battle, turning a part of your body into a hard weapon would give the opponent a huge surprise.

For example...the palm.

That's right.

Herbert's success in the ballroom just now was actually due to this ability.

He allowed the holy power to attach to his palm just to cover up the truth. The real killer was not the holy power of punishment, but his palm as sharp as a knife...

So although Herbert seemed to be using holy power to punish others, he was actually just relying on brute force and sharpness to chop off those good heads from the neck.

Magical damage?

How could it be as simple and brutal as physical attack?
Just chop hard and it's done.

We flew like this for a while, and as the sun sank into the horizon, the sky gradually darkened.

(“By the way, could you be smaller?”)
Herbert thought of something and asked Valentina: ("This is too ostentatious and may cause unnecessary trouble.")
Although a hundred meters long does not seem that exaggerated in the text description, it is not as long as those prehistoric beasts that are thousands or tens of thousands of meters long.

But compared to reality, it is indeed quite huge - taller than two Statues of Liberty stacked together without the base.

"..."

After hearing this, Valentina did not answer, but her hundred-meter-long body was slowly shrinking.

After a few breaths of proportional compression, she was only about twenty meters long. Although still huge compared to Herbert, she was much smaller than before.

It was also at this moment that Herbert felt like he had really become the dragon knight in the fairy tale.

He sat on the dragon's back, gently stroking its scales with his palm, and asked softly:

(“By the way, Valentina, where are we going?”)
According to the original plan, after leaving the palace, Herbert and Valentina would take a walk outside, and then return to the royal city to meet up with Sister Kaplan and the others.

"..."

But Valentina did not follow the original plan. Instead, she flew all the way to the west. Looking at her clear goal, it seemed that she had somewhere she wanted to go.

("Don't worry, I won't stop you.")
Herbert sensed her mood change and whispered: ("Go if you want to, it's no big deal.")
"……Um."

They flew like this for about an hour, until night fell completely, and Herbert felt Valentina's speed gradually decreasing.

Fortunately, he had good night vision and could see clearly the destination where they were about to land.

It was a steep cliff.

"here it is……"

Although Valentina did not explain, he had a vague guess in his mind.

call--

When it was about to arrive, the dragon flapped its wings, causing its speed to suddenly slow down. It hovered in the air and gently landed on the cave platform on the steep cliff.

The movement was smooth and skillful, as if she had done it countless times.

There was no space under Herbert, and Valentina returned to her human form as a nun, staring blankly at everything in the cave.

Herbert landed gently, stretched his body which was stiff from sitting for a long time, and asked curiously: "Is this your nest?"

Valentina did not answer for a while. Herbert realized something and did not urge her. He stood silently behind her and waited. After a long time, Valentina finally came to her senses, lowered her head and looked at the dusty ground, and said softly, which was unusual:
"Well, it is."

"Originally, this was just a place for me to sleep temporarily, but Wendy insisted on using it as my lair and stuffed a lot of useless things into it."

"So later on, this became my lair."

She walked slowly forward, passing by various objects that had been corroded and weathered by time.

Stone tablets with dragon patterns carved on them, stone dragon statues, wooden totems with dragons hovering around them...

Finally, Valentina stopped in front of a huge stone monument.

There were no words left on the stone tablet, only a few huge claw marks that ran through the entire tablet.

It is even difficult to say that it is a proper stone tablet. One can only vaguely see the original rectangle, and the cut edges are irregular.

Due to long-term abandonment, it has merged into the cave and is no longer an abrupt, separate existence.

It seems like it is a part of this place, as if it grew directly from the mountain.

Although he couldn't see the original appearance, Herbert still had a vague guess. He walked forward and gently embraced Valentina from behind.

"Is this...the tombstone of Ms. Wendy?"

Valentina remained silent, allowing Herbert to hold her tightly. After a long time, she slowly nodded and said "hmm" very gently.

"Ah."

After a long while, Valentina raised her head, looked up at the top of the cave, bit her lip and whispered:
"Dragons don't need tombstones."

"But Wendy is not a dragon, at least not completely... So, she needs a tombstone."

"A certificate that records her existence and proves that she has ever been in this world."

"Otherwise... no one will remember her."

Valentina bit her lip.

Even though she has the ability to destroy everything, she cannot retain the lives that have already passed away.

So, Valentina was very sad at this moment.

At this moment, the strong arms that embraced her gave her a warm strength.

And a gentle whisper:

"No, Valentina, as long as you remember her, she will not disappear completely."

"Look, isn't she always there?"

Valentina blinked, lowered her head and looked under the stone tablet, then her eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, her eyes seemed to penetrate through layers of barriers and saw the skeletons pressed underneath.

It seemed as if I saw Wendy when she was old, and it seemed as if I saw the girl when I first met her.

Wendy had indeed passed away, and her soul had returned to the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Even if she comes back to this world in the future, there will be no memories of her previous life left in her soul, it will just be a brand new life.

They might not even be humans, but various other creatures.

Everything that existed has disappeared in the previous life.

But she did not completely disappear from this world.

She lives on in Valentina's memory.

Her master, who looked irritable, taciturn but very gentle, never forgot her for a moment.

Because it has never been forgotten.

So…she never disappeared.

(End of this chapter)