Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 216 Vitality and Druid Recruitment Plan (5K)
After being infected by fog for countless years, on the scorched earth ravaged by fire.

A legendary wizard descended here like a god.

Freme returned to her original form, wearing various deep-sea accessories that contained special magical fluctuations.

Especially the robe with mysterious runes flashing on it attracted Herbert's attention.

The color of that robe was like the deep ocean abyss or the endless starry sky. Each rune contained profound mysteries, and faint light flickered as she moved.

Her face was calm, her eyes were slightly bright, like bright stars, and a large number of runes flashed in her deep eyes.

She raised high the coral staff in her hand, which exuded powerful magic and had a fist-sized pearl inlaid on the top.

This staff was made by Freme yesterday using local materials in the abyss. Its effect may not be as good as the best staff in the past, but it can also play a certain role.

After everything was ready, Freme began to cast her powerful spell. She muttered to herself, and the spell flowed from her lips and tongue like an ancient ballad.

Each syllable seems to have life, jumping, circling and dancing in the air.

As the spell was chanted, the surrounding air began to fluctuate violently, as if being stirred by an invisible force.

On the coast not far away, the calm waves gradually floated up, turned into streams of water mist, and flew towards here quickly.

Freme sensed the changes in her surroundings, smiled, and took out the prepared materials.

Those were two fist-sized, crystal clear blood balls.

She mixed the two drops of blood together and let them merge into the pearl on the top of the staff, turning its color into a bright red.

She waved her staff, and a brilliant and powerful magical power rushed into the sky from the top of the staff.

Legendary spell: Change the weather!

The magic beam spread out in the sky, turning into a huge semicircle and then falling down. It combined with the summoned water vapor and turned into magical raindrops.

Wow…

Herbert stood on the scorched earth, smiling with his arms open, bathing in the rain, and welcoming the gift of nature.

And wherever the magic raindrops fell, changes happened quietly.

The scorched earth began to undergo miraculous changes. The originally cracked land seemed to be gently caressed by a pair of gentle hands. The cracks gradually healed and became flat and smooth.

As Freme had declared before, she was giving new life to this lifeless land.

If it was originally just the legendary spell "Change Weather", it wouldn't have had this effect.

What really has an effect is the materials used by Freme when she casts the spell.

Holy blood made from legendary mermaid blood, and holy blood made from the blood of a high-level pure paladin himself.

By the way, as to whether the Pure Paladin was truly pure, Freme had a slight doubt about this question...

Is he really pure?

Is it my problem, or is there something wrong with the rules of this world?

With the addition of these two high-quality holy bloods, the characteristics of the entire spell have changed, coupled with her exquisite control.

The spell was successfully transformed from a simple large-scale weather change to a small-scale wide-area healing and purification.

This has better effects, but the delicate operation also requires higher standards from the caster, and the difficulty of the spell has increased by almost half a level.

As the raindrops fell, small puddles appeared on the ground, and then green rays of light emanated from the puddles.

As the puddles merged into the scorched earth, the green lights seemed like seeds of life, quickly taking root and sprouting after coming into contact with the land.

Tender green grass sprouts poked out of the soil, looking at the world, and grew at an astonishing speed, spreading into a green meadow in the blink of an eye.

Then Freme's hands danced, drawing a complex magic circle in the air.

"Land."

"Then, bring sweet spring water here."

Following the command, the golden magic circle slowly landed in the center of the grass.

In an instant, the very center of the grass cracked open, and a clear spring gushed out from the ground.

The spring water flows on the ground, quickly spreading to every inch of land, and also nourishing the newly grown plants.

In a moment, the originally lifeless scorched earth changed its appearance and exuded vitality.

Freme fell from a great height, admiring her own masterpiece, and couldn't help but let out a proud smile.

hum~
After all, it has to be me.

That Valentina is just good-looking but useless!

What’s the point of only knowing how to destroy?

Creation is a hundred times more difficult than destruction!
A hundred times, understand?

Freme was very proud of her masterpiece, and she really wanted to get recognition from others - well, another person present.

Because Freme wanted to sing, they let Sophia take the unconscious Steven to hide aside.

It is for this reason that, since there are only two of them here, Freme behaves more naturally and can express her ideas more boldly.

At this time, Miss Mermaid wanted to act coquettishly, but she was pretending to be reserved.

She tilted her head, a barely perceptible expectation flashing in her eyes, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she moved closer to him seemingly unintentionally.

As a result, she only saw Herbert immersed in joy, constantly praising the wonders of nature.

Ok?
Freme blinked and snorted in a mixture of annoyance and amusement.

At this time, instead of praising the power of nature, you should praise me more!

It was me!

"Ahem, okay."

After making sure that Herbert really didn't notice, Freme coughed lightly and motioned this unfaithful man who was immersed in the miracle to look at her.

What a little fool.

"Hmm? Oh oh!"

When Herbert came to his senses and saw Freme's somewhat resentful but unable to suppress her smug expression, he immediately reacted.

He did not justify his behavior, not even a word.

Instead, he took a step forward very sensibly, took Freme's hand, his eyes full of respect and love, and said gently and sincerely:

"Flemme, you did a really great job!"

"Everything you have done is simply a miracle. This scorched earth has been reborn under your magic!"

"Everything you do is like the sea giving birth to life. It is the best proof of your strength and kindness."

He praised Freme generously, admired her efforts, and was excited about it.

When Freme heard such praise, the joy in her heart was like the rising tide that almost overflowed.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she puffed out her chest, wanting to jump on his back and snuggle in his arms to act coquettishly as usual.

But at this time he was a little reserved. He had to maintain his status as a legendary wizard and tried hard to restrain his inappropriate behavior.

Frey pursed her lips, then gently shook her held hand and said in a pretentious tone:

"Well, it's just a small spell. It's not as powerful as you say."

Although she said that, the slightly upturned corners of her mouth were filled with her true emotions.

She endured, endured, and endured again.

I kept reminding myself in my heart that I should have the modesty of a girl, the modesty of a great wizard, and should...be as reserved as a sea otter!

There are no outsiders here, why should we restrain ourselves? ! ?

Thinking of this, Freme finally couldn't hold it in anymore, and she laughed triumphantly.

"Hahaha!"

Then she jumped easily onto Herbert's back, put her arms around his neck, wrapped her tail around his waist, and kept whispering coquettishly in his ears.

"Praise me more!"

"Speak more!"

At this time, Herbert just thought the contrast was extremely cute and allowed her to do as she asked.

"Of course I can praise you more, there's nothing wrong with that!"

"In my heart, you are amazing! Whether you were controlling the weather and performing magic just now, or you are so shy and cute now, I love you for everything."

After hearing this explicit compliment and expression, Freme's face turned even redder. She hid behind Herbert and tried hard to hide her expression.

Fleme felt her scalp tingling, but she was also somewhat delighted. She twisted back and forth behind Herbert, like a cricket pupa, and got up.

It was because mermaids had no toes, otherwise she could probably have drawn a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment on the ground.

She pouted and said stubbornly: "You, you only know how to say these sweet words, they are all lies."

Herbert denied it all and said seriously: "Haha, I never lie."

[“Yes, yes, you always lie to monster girls, and never to humans.”] The God of Mischief glanced at this ally who was full of lies. You always lie to those little girls like this, don’t think I didn’t see it!

I witnessed it all!
Herbert felt Nenasha's contempt and smiled secretly.

Ah.

Do you want to see it?
Look again.

If you look again, I will deceive you too!

However, in order to provoke, Herbert did not deliberately block Nenasha from his feelings.

[“Hmm? Ha! You wish. I won’t be fooled by you!”]

"Haha, let's wait and see."

The two men sneered at each other as a sign of respect and stopped dwelling on the issue.

One day, they will prove it with practical actions.

Either He is wrong, or He is wrong, or both are wrong.

Or maybe... hehe.

Herbert and Fleme stayed like this for a while, looking at everything in front of them and enjoying their warm moment.

This piece of land that was given new life by magic seemed to have become their witness. The growing branches and leaves swayed gently in the breeze, silently telling of the beauty.

After a long while, when Sophia came back at the agreed time carrying Steven, who was tied in a bag, the two of them began to show less affection.

But Freyme did not try to avoid suspicion. She still leaned on Herbert and said softly:

"Well, yes, although you may not know it, it is not enough to just give life to the land."

Yes, simply restoring the land to life is far from enough for this scorched earth that has suffered so much.

The land of the Misty Mountains is capable of growing plants, but this land has been affected by the fog for too long.

All grown plants contain a part of this fog, and crops are certainly no exception. Eating them may have some special effects on the body.

Although Freme has demonstrated amazing abilities in restoring life to the land, she is also aware of the limits of her abilities.

"The most I can do is to make some alchemical potions for you to increase the yield of your crops, but if you want to completely solve this problem... I probably can't do it."

Mages are not omnipotent.

She comes from the deep sea and is good at controlling magic related to water elements and marine life. She finds it difficult to control the life force in the land.

She felt helpless, but she was also unwilling to make mistakes by trying to show off.

Although she felt helpless, she still came up with a truly reliable solution:
“If we want to completely change all this, we may need some great druids who are proficient in this area. Only their spells can truly solve the problem.”

arch druid.

A title that a druid gains after advancing to the legendary level.

They are the true darlings of nature and the beings that have the deepest communication with the forces of nature.

They are the embodiment of the laws of nature, and have a deep understanding and perception of the earth, forests, rivers, and the mysteries of the growth of all things.

Of course, this is also different from the differences between sects.

There are also some special schools among druids who really like to transform into different races and then have in-depth and intimate contact with them...

Excluding those special cases, the great druid who is proficient in the land can immerse himself in every inch of the land.

They can precisely sense the internal structure of the soil, even as if they know the needs of every tiny particle.

Those people can skillfully use the power of nature to balance the needs of the soil and adjust the soil to the most suitable state for crop growth.

As for scarce nutrients, we can also use the magic of nature to activate the minerals buried deep underground and make the center of the land fertile.

Yes, for the territory at the moment, what it needs most is not her, the mermaid wizard, but a legendary druid.

As if sensing Freme's low mood, Herbert spoke softly at the right time: "Don't worry, the person I need most now is you, and only you."

"Just like you said before, as long as you are here, it is enough."

"As for the matter of the Archdruid, don't worry. I will naturally find a way to solve it."

After Freme mentioned the Archdruid, Herbert immediately thought of a lot.

The simplest way is to recruit with money.

Archdruids are also human beings. No matter how close they are to nature, as long as they have not completely turned into savages, some of them will need normal food, clothing and other necessities.

These people can be recruited, and as long as a certain amount of compensation is offered, they will work for you according to the contract.

Although he is not short of money, the offer they offer to those beings will definitely not be low.

Moreover, the situation here is somewhat special, so it would be best not to let them leak it out in a short period of time.

And the way to get someone to keep a secret forever… hehe.

The best way to prevent a message from being delivered is either to shut him up completely or to make it impossible for him to speak out.

Either you get rid of it after it has done its job or just get rid of it.

Or restrict the personal freedom of the Archdruid.

Both of these methods have certain risks.

Another way is to ask the Ice and Snow Goddess for help in making the contact.

Although the Ice and Snow Goddess does not have a great druid specially trained in this area, she is a member of the natural pantheon.

In this world, almost 90% of druids believe in gods of the natural pantheon.

Herbert believed that with his status and position, he should be able to find some great druids who specialized in this area.

However, this presents another problem.

What kind of conditions should I offer to convince the other party?
If you want to convince a goddess, the price you pay should be higher than recruiting a great druid...

Of course, that's just a general statement.

Herbert thought otherwise.

Given His attitude toward me at that time, I should have been able to get some other things for free in addition to a team of priests.

Ok.

As for what can be obtained specifically, it depends on the specific operations performed at that time.

Just when Herbert was thinking about how to show his charm and then eat soft rice...

Sniff.

"Ok?"

Frey suddenly sniffed Herbert's neck and said suspiciously: "I always feel like... you seem to be thinking about other women?"

Hey!
What a keen sense of smell!

Herbert was stunned for a moment, then smiled naturally and said, "What are you talking about? You are right next to me, I must be thinking of you."

"Why would you think of other women?"

Herbert said this sincerely, but was then immediately undone by his beloved ally.

[“A goddess is not a woman. No need to explain. I’ve already said it for you.”]

The smile on Herbert's face was awkward for a moment, and then he said viciously in his heart: "Shut up, God of Comedy."

[“Hehe~”]

Freme narrowed her eyes at Herbert's expression, thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"Okay? Since you said so, I will believe you this time."

Freme is not Valentina.

She is not stupid.

Such a perfunctory explanation couldn't fool her.

Miss Mermaid could probably sense that Herbert had something to hide, and that he probably wasn't telling her the truth... so he just didn't tell her the truth.

Everyone has some secrets in their hearts.

Anyway, the person who stays by his side at this moment is me, and that is enough.

As for those other bitches, just wait!
"Oh, by the way, are you planning to reclaim only this part of the land? What are you going to do with the rest?"

Although their actions changed the vitality of this part of the scorched earth, other places are still shrouded in thick fog.

Since you want to reclaim this wasteland, you certainly can't just change the land in this place.

But how to solve those mysteries?

As for Freyme's worry, Herbert already had the answer in his mind. He smiled and said softly:
"Of course, with...my blood."

　Thanks for the reward from Counterclockwise Distortion
　
(End of this chapter)