Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 150 He is mine! (35)
First of all, the Misty Monastery itself is independent of the Frost Crystal Kingdom, and they are so powerful that they don’t need any recognition at all.

Not to mention, they have been there longer than the history of the Frost Crystal Kingdom - it would be better to say that the Frost Crystal Royal Family is actually a latecomer.

Secondly, the Misty Mountains account for one-third of the entire Frost Crystal Territory and have a natural port, but it is a barren land where monsters are rampant and crises abound.

The kingdom had thought about developing that area, but after three or four rounds of wilderness development, totaling more than fifty years, it only managed to push the residential area a few dozen kilometers into the wilderness, still far from the main range of the Misty Mountains.

Since it is a completely undeveloped wilderness and there is no actual control over it, it will not have any impact even if it is handed over.

It’s better to go with the flow and do a favor.

Leonhardt looked at Herbert's shocked expression, smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and emphasized: "But, please note that the place is not handed over to the Misty Monastery, but to... you!"

Herbert:?

Eh?
How do you know it's what I want?
Although Herbert didn't say it out loud, his thoughts were clearly written on his face.

Lao Deng, can you read my mind too?

"Hahaha!"

Reinhardt laughed:

"Do you think you can fool me? Don't you know who watched you grow up?"

"Besides, I have been dealing with those old-fashioned people in the monastery for many years. Of course I know that they have no interest in the territory there."

"But since you asked for it, I'll give it to you!"

Rinehart did not ask Herbert what he wanted to do with the land.

no need.

Since you want it, I'll give it to you.

"How is it? Am I fine? Hahaha! Cough cough cough..."

After coughing from laughing for a while, Reinhardt continued, "In that case, your fiefdom will be arranged there."

Herbert hesitated, raised his hand weakly and said, "But I don't want to inherit the title of Silver Wing..."

I, I don’t want to!

The king waved his hand and said indifferently: "If you don't want to inherit, then don't inherit. Can't I give you another title?"

"Uh... well."

Herbert was speechless.

What kind of forced love is this from elders to younger generations... forced love.

Here, for the children!
After talking it out, the conversation between the two became easier.

Herbert related some of his experiences in the monastery and what had happened during the time the king had been unconscious.

At the end of the conversation, Reinhardt hesitated, coughed, and then asked, "By the way, between you and Filia..."

Reinhardt mentioned it tentatively, but looking at Herbert's calm eyes, he stopped talking halfway, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that. I'll just ignore it, okay?"

Soon after waking up, Reinhardt discovered the problem.
This pair of once close childhood sweethearts had never appeared in front of him at the same time, and they both seemed exceptionally calm, even indifferent, when mentioning each other.

"I won't interfere in your affairs. You decide for yourselves, otherwise you will pee on my tombstone in the future. Hahahaha!!! Cough cough cough..."

He laughed, waved his hand, and picked up the wine glass beside the bed.

"It doesn't matter if you are a friend, a stranger, or even an enemy. It's your own life."

"As a father, I can only say that she must have her own difficulties."

Herbert laughed too, raised his other glass, clinked it lightly with his, and shook his head without answering.

He whispered in his heart:

"Who in this world doesn't have their own difficulties?"

"But if you can't go back, you can't go back."

While Herbert was talking with the king in the bedroom, a conversation was also going on outside.

In the garden deep inside the palace, Valentina was looking at Filia with a smug look on her face, humming provocatively from time to time.

"Hehe~Hehe~" The little princess who was staring at her had a head full of question marks.

Filia:?

What's wrong with her?

The princess frowned and glanced at Valentina, then turned her head away, ignoring her attention, and continued to look at the few remaining flowers in the garden.

Although it was now the end of November and the temperature throughout the kingdom had begun to drop and there were several layers of snow, there was a special flower in the Frost Crystal Kingdom.

Frost Crystal Flower, the national flower of the Frost Crystal Kingdom.

Legend has it that this rose was transformed from a wild rose that was bathed in the blood of the giant frost and snow dragon. It can bloom in the harsh winter and has certain special medicinal effects that can replenish the blood of the wounded.

She was waiting in the garden at the moment to pick the flowers in full bloom and freeze them for preservation... This was just an excuse.

Perhaps only she herself knows the real reason.

However, as soon as Filia turned her head, the annoying dragon actually turned along with her gaze.

Da da da……

The nun took small steps under her long skirt, her upper body didn't move, but her feet moved very quickly, and she appeared in front of her in a flash.

"Hum~"

"???"

Filia's eyes widened, and she couldn't understand what the other party was doing at the moment.

What are you doing?
Do you want to look at what you are doing?

"..."

She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and turned to look to the other side.

Turn your head left.

Da da da.

"Humph!"

"..."

Turn your head right.

Da da da.

"Hum ↑ Hum ↓"

"...Tsk."

Filia really didn't want to meet Valentina's eyes, but this annoying guy was like a fly that couldn't be shaken off, and kept getting closer to her.

Finally, after the two of them had been playing "Errenzhuan" in the garden for a long time, Filia finally spoke helplessly: "...What on earth do you want to do?"

She surrendered.

She knew Valentina's identity. Either she couldn't beat her, or she would freeze this annoying guy into ice!

Seeing Filia finally speak, Valentina smiled triumphantly.

hum!

It's my victory!
I won!
Then, she walked up to Filia, looked down at the princess with the triumphant attitude of a winner, and declared:

"he's mine!"

She lowered her head, stared at the pair of cold eyes with her pupils that seemed to be burning with flames, and said word by word:

"he's mine!"

boom!
Invisible heat waves gushed out from the vertical pupils, instantly sweeping across the entire garden and melting all the ice crystals condensed on the frost crystal flowers.

Filia wanted to retreat under this terrifying pressure, but two hands like iron clamps held her shoulders down, forcing her to face the horror before her.

Valentina stared at Filia, showing a ferocious and seductive smile, and declared again:
"He's mine!!!"

(End of this chapter)