Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 236 He is quite low-key (6K)
Sand, sand, sand...

There was an unsettling rustling sound in the fog, as if countless wild beasts were moving slowly forward in it, rubbing against the grass leaves and tree trunks.

goo.

In this unspeakable silence, Joanna could hear the sisters swallowing anxiously.

"..."

They don't know what they are about to face, and they don't know what will come out from behind the curtain.

They know nothing.

And this is the fear weighing on their hearts.

unknown.

It is always the greatest fear in the hearts of all living beings.

Joanna's attitude seemed better than the others - at least on the surface.

She frowned, pursed her lips, clenched her fists tightly, and silently recited the name of the Ice and Snow Goddess in her heart.

We can't reveal any flaws at this moment.

But even though she kept reminding herself of this in her heart, when she thought of what Sophia had just said, she couldn't help but want to scream out loud.

"My Lord has returned."

what does this mean?
Is it the arrival of gods?
Or where did He come from?
still is……

Joanna thought anxiously, and finally placed her hope on that adult. She quietly looked to the side, trying to get some clues from the "God-favored One".

As a result, when she saw Yuniel's expression, she was completely stunned.

Because, at this moment, the adult restrained his innocent smile, frowned tightly, and squinted his eyes to look into the depths of the fog.

Even the goddess of winter has to be taken seriously! ! ?
Is it difficult even for Him?

The goddess is on top!

My Lord, what kind of existence are you teaming up with?

As a loyal believer, Joanna was really worried about the safety of her goddess...

Goo!
But just as Joanna was waiting anxiously, the overwhelming pressure gradually subsided.

Ok?
The half-elf priest blinked in confusion, wondering if his perception was wrong.

The dangerous aura gradually became weaker, and even the rustling sounds gradually disappeared.

What's happening here?
Joanna didn't understand what this meant, but she still felt relieved.

Maybe I'm just overthinking it!
"call……"

After the pressure subsided, Joanna couldn't help but relax, turned her head and looked at Yuniel again... and was stunned again.

Because, at this moment, the adult's expression was several times more serious than before!
This is! ! ?

Joanna's heart, which had originally been at peace, was lifted up again, directly to her throat.

Could it be that the other party's identity is more special than I thought! ! ?
Does even He need to be so cautious?

The half-elf priest became increasingly uneasy, somewhat worried that the current situation was not something that a young half-elf like her, who was only a hundred years old, could handle.

Yuniel looked nervous, but was this really the truth?

But the truth... is actually far more complicated than Joanna imagined!
The Winter Goddess couldn't tell the other person's identity at all.

"……Um?"

Euphemia's avatar narrowed his eyes, many thoughts flashing through his mind, and he even began to doubt his own perception.

“That’s the feeling, right?”

He tried his best to analyze, trying to discern something from the fog, but all his efforts failed.

The fog enveloped everything and assimilated everything.

He could only sense a few scattered clues from the other person - mixed with the aura of many other people.

"There is the breath of ice and snow from Hekaias, the breath of the sun from Albertus, and several ancient breaths whose origins cannot be determined..."

Who is the other party? ! ?

Euphemia is not one of the gods who appeared at the beginning of this world, but she is also an ancient god who was born in the early days of the world.

But even He doesn't recognize him, and he feels ancient... Who is the other party?

This question made Euphemia more serious. She tried her best to restrain her own aura and almost stripped all her will from "Uniel".

Just as the Ice and Snow Goddess Priests were on high alert, the slowly approaching shadow finally passed through the layers of fog and came into their sight.

It was a tall figure.

His entire body was stained with black and red blood, and the dirty blood obscured his face, making it impossible to tell what he originally looked like.

A strong murderous aura emanated continuously from his body, as if it were real, cold and harsh, and seemed to freeze the air around him.

!!!

The girls in the priest group were obviously frightened by this appearance and couldn't help but take a step back.

They nervously clenched the flails, axes, hammers, and whips in their hands...trying to gain some sense of security through such behavior.

But that didn't do anything at all.

In the face of absolute power, mortal resistance is so powerless.

However, what Joanna did not expect was that the strange being seemed unusually gentle after speaking.

"Oh? Are you all here already?"

The being nodded at the Centaur Heroic Spirit and praised, "Sophia, you did a good job. You didn't disappoint me."

The heroic spirit who was praised became very excited. He held his head high and puffed out his chest with excitement.

The voice was gentle and peaceful, without any airs at all, and even sounded a bit intoxicating, and felt extremely intimate, making one want to surrender... No, that's not right!!!

I am the priest of my Lord and I am loyal to the Goddess alone. How can I feel close to Her?

Joanna bit the tip of her tongue, woke up from the severe pain, and looked away in panic.

That's right.

Absolutely right!

Such bewitching beauty...this is definitely the incarnation of God on earth!

He really came in person.

Joanna swallowed hard and bowed her head respectfully.

"So, you are the messengers of the Snow Lady?"

"..."

A gentle voice sounded in front of her, but Joanna did not answer.

At this time, a clergyman like himself is not qualified to talk to the gods.

Among all the people present, only the one favored by God is qualified to communicate with the other party.

However, that adult did not seem to intend to reveal his presence.

She turned her head to look at Yuniel and found that the God-favored One had his eyes lowered and said nothing, just like the others.

Helplessly, Joanna could only take a deep breath, suppress the uneasiness in her heart, and said with a stiff upper lip: "My lord... we are here at the order of the goddess."

Herbert looked at the half-elf priest, who showed signs of uneasiness in every part of his body, and blinked in surprise.

"Ok?"

He took in the expressions of all the pastors and asked in confusion, "Why are you so nervous? Do I look scary?"

horrible?
Joanna felt her scalp tingling, and quickly shook her head to explain: “No, we are just… just expressing our respect for you.”

Awe?

Isn't this still fear?

Herbert tilted his head in confusion, doubting for the first time his own charm.

Why are you reacting like that? Do I look like a bad guy?

Are you discriminating against me?

Bold!

Be careful or I’ll tell on you to the Ice and Snow Goddess!
["...Tsk."]

The God of Harmony asked speechlessly: [“I say, before you question others, can you take a look at what you are like now?”]

Herbert looked down at his current appearance and realized something was wrong.

It’s really not other people’s fault for misunderstanding.

I had killed the wolf when I was saving the race and wiping out the wolf pack.

He thought the infighting among the wolves was too slow, so he directly used his invincibility among the wolves. Now they look like they have been marinated in a pool of blood.

But...will he admit that it's his own problem?

Will not.

"Ah!"

Herbert smiled and said confidently: "Even if I am 99% wrong, don't they have 1% wrong?"

The 99-1 rule is really useful!
"Besides, in this situation, why doubt yourself? Just blame others directly."

Instead of blaming yourself, blame others.

[“You really are…”]

Nenasha was speechless after hearing this unreasonable yet arrogant speech, and it took her a long time to utter a sigh.

[“Shameless.”]

What a shameless guy!
Herbert shrugged and smiled in his heart: "Thank you for the compliment."

[“I didn’t praise you.”]

"Of course I know. It's precisely because you didn't praise me that I want to thank you."

"You praise me, so I won't be polite to you."

[“Okay, shut up.”]

"hehe."

After confronting the evil god in his heart for a second, Herbert smiled at Joanna and the others with a little apology in reality.

"Oh, I actually forgot something so important. Wait a moment, I'll go wash it first."

With that, he left the confused group of priests behind and strode towards the mermaid at the spring.

"Fleming, help me..."

He opened his arms, wanting to give Freme a long-lost hug, and then - he was ruthlessly pushed away by the fish tail.

"Ok?"

He blinked and found Freme staring at him with disgust.

"Ugh—you, don't come any closer!"

The mermaid, who was originally full of joy to welcome the hero's return, frowned tightly, covered her nose, and waved at Herbert who was so dirty that he looked like a human.

Is this still the hero I chose?

Give me back my hero!
"Fleming, you..."

Herbert looked at the disgust on Freme's face and suddenly felt like a pathetic middle-aged man who had just finished a social event and came home reeking of cigarettes and alcohol, being despised by his family.

At this moment, Herbert felt the pain of this midlife crisis - how could it be possible.

Herbert was not such a fragile person.

"Hahaha, don't be so cold, help me wash it."

He ignored Freme's disdain and reached out to grab the fish tail that was pressed against his chest.

Wow!

Before he could touch it, the spring water in the holy spring suddenly rushed out a stream of water, spraying towards Herbert's body like a high-pressure water gun, spraying him directly and making him stagger. "Oh, well, this works too."

laugh--

Herbert stood still, smiled, opened his arms, and let the clear spring water wash his body.

Just rush and that's it!

Under the impact of the high-pressure water column, the black stains turned into dark red blood, flowing continuously from the body.

The dirty blood mixed with plasma did not flow into the earth, but was controlled by Freme to float up from the ground and gathered into a huge water ball in mid-air.

As the blood drained out, Herbert's original appearance was revealed.

Herbert shook his white hair, and the water droplets stained it fell off, sparkling brightly under the illumination of the holy light.

In order to rinse his body clean, Herbert unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his perfect upper body.

He looks like a work of art sculpted by the most skilled artist, with every muscle in just the right place, giving off the most primitive beauty.

At this moment, his skin was glowing brightly under the light, and it seemed that a colorful light was flashing beneath his skin.

That's not an illusion.

After hunting down a large number of ghost wolves and devouring their materials, Herbert's magic resistance was raised to another level!
According to Nenasha's speculation, Herbert's current magic resistance is almost at the same level as that of a high-level golem - completely immune to low- and medium-level magic damage.

Of course, this resistance refers to elemental and mental magic.

Creating an ice spike or stone spear to pierce someone is not within this category - that's fucking physical damage.

It doesn’t count even if a mid-level wizard swings his staff to hit someone!
But even so, this is an exaggerated passive ability.

Herbert's journey to tame the Misty Ghost Wolf was not smooth at the beginning.

When facing this alien "Wolf King", even though they were afraid, there were few who obeyed him and many who resisted.

Herbert didn't try to reason with them, but chose the most direct and efficient way to deal with it.

kill.

Kill the leader first, then kill the disobedient troublemakers.

Kill all those who refuse to obey.

The rest are naturally obedient.

Even if you pretend to surrender, it doesn't matter if you feel resentful in your heart.

As long as they don't want to die, they will figure it out on their own and will never rebel.

So, as more and more wolves followed him, more and more wolf souls appeared in his hands.

But just after Herbert killed the fourth high-level ghost wolf, the situation changed subtly.

He discovered that the abilities he had gained from the Misty Ghost Wolf had actually been enhanced again.

Resistance to magic has been increased again!
According to previous tests, the enhancement effect of the same kind of monsters has indeed reached a bottleneck after 100 monsters, and further absorption will have little effect... But that is not without effect!

The more he devoured the ghost wolf, the more Herbert felt that quantitative change would lead to qualitative change.

Thus, Herbert's conquests became even greater.

At first, he was just a conqueror who wanted to capture more subordinates, but later, he completely transformed into a slaughterer who existed for killing.

Those who resist will be slaughtered. Those wolves that put up a little resistance will also be slaughtered directly. Those that don’t resist...tsk, keep them for now and wait for them to resist.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill!

With the clear positive and negative feedback and the added killing power of the fighting angels, Herbert almost went crazy and felt that he was going completely crazy.

If Herbert had not sobered up a little and regained some humanity after seeing Faol preparing to sacrifice himself again, he would have had to wait for Nenasha to help him calm down.

In the end, in order to make up the number of heads, Herbert found an excuse and used a few troublesome high-level ghost wolves to make up the number.

What's the point of killing innocent people and claiming credit?
That means letting them stay with me forever!

This is a blessing!

After his magic resistance was improved, Herbert finally stopped his conquest reluctantly and returned to his beloved Eldar territory.

This time, Herbert slaughtered almost half of the Misty Ghost Wolves in the outer ring of the Misty Mountains, so he didn't have to worry about the remaining few.

He dispersed the remaining one thousand ghost wolves near the Eldar territory, allowing them to move freely and wait for his call at any time.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about the food problem of these ghost wolves, and he can also let them provide some prey to the Eldar.

"call……"

After rinsing for a while, Herbert felt that his pants were filled with water and were a little uncomfortable.

But just when Herbert was about to take off his pants... his hand was held down by Freme.

"Ok?"

Freme glared at him, "Huh what? There are other people here!"

Herbert blinked, glanced back at the dazed girls of the priest group, and shook his head at Miss Mermaid.

Here.

This is obviously food protection.

"hehe."

Herbert smiled and did not resist. Instead, he reached out and put his arms around the mermaid's waist.

This time, the cleansed hero was not rejected by the princess.

Freme put her arms around Herbert's neck, leaned over to sniff, and nodded with satisfaction after making sure there was no smell of blood.

She moved her fingers and snapped them.

Snapped.

The water droplets on Herbert's body dissipated instantly, and all the water elements on his body were gathered in her palm.

Herbert, who was dry all over, smiled, put his forehead against Freme's and then let go.

With outsiders around, Freme was still not used to further intimacy - but Miss Mermaid liked to hug his neck and lie on his back.

Although he realized that this behavior might be inappropriate, he still insisted on staying on Herbert.

do not care!
You can watch if you want, I will lie on him!
On the other side, Joanna was suddenly stunned when she saw the "Boy Coming Out of the Bath" picture.

It's not the heart that's moving, but the brain.

White hair, grey eyes, young boy...

I seem to have heard these characteristics somewhere before...where?

She thought hard, and the person that Leila had repeatedly mentioned and complained to her about flashed through her mind.

!!!

Joanna opened her mouth wide and asked subconsciously: "You are, Herbert...Sir?"

She was a little confused.

The arrogant young man mentioned by Leila is actually the owner of the legendary heroic spirit?

He is...Him?

Or is it that he is actually a person favored by God, and that the God has descended upon him at this moment?

Joanna was shocked, but she added a respectful title at the last minute to avoid appearing too rude.

"Oh? You know me?"

Herbert, who was being tapped on the cheek by the shy mermaid, turned around and smiled when he heard this.

"Since you know my identity, it will be easy. I am probably the Herbert you are talking about."

"Welcome to my territory."

Herbert walked slowly back to the ten priests and nodded with great satisfaction.

One high-level priest and nine mid-level priests.

It’s not a very luxurious camp, but it’s enough for an early town.

Thank you, Ice and Snow Goddess~
As a thank you, let me comb your hair for you next time!
"Uh……"

Joanna felt a little confused, and asked, "Sir Herbert, do you really want to build your territory here?"

Who would build a territory here?
This is unreasonable!

Can we please tell the truth?

"Mine? No, you're wrong. This is 'ours'."

Herbert shook his head and smiled at Joanna and them, "From now on, you will also live together in this home."

“Although the conditions may be tough at first, it will get better soon.”

What's yours and mine?
It belongs to everyone!
This is our common home, so we must build it well!
Herbert spoke directly, but his answer took on a different meaning in Joanna's eyes—it was obvious that he did not want to tell the truth.

There is a hidden story here, and he is unwilling to reveal it to people like him.

"..."

Joanna pondered for a moment, then smiled relaxedly, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

call.

For them, this kind of treatment is actually quite good.

Anyway, we were just sent by the goddess to cooperate with Herbert, so it was enough as long as we could be worthy of the goddess.

Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, and don’t think about what you shouldn’t think about.

After realizing this, Joanna relaxed completely and naturally adjusted herself.

"So, during this period of time, we will call you Lord?"

Herbert was very satisfied with her understanding: "If you like, you can. Of course, it's okay to call me Herbert."

it is good.

Important pastor resources are available!
With a medical unit, we can completely free ourselves to find new residents.

Joanna looked around and made sure she didn't see any more residents. She asked curiously, "Lord, are we the only ones here now?"

Even if we let them live here...it should be habitable, right?
"No, there are some residents besides you, but they don't usually live here."

"For example, they ..."

Herbert blew a whistle, and the next moment, wolf howls rose one after another from the surrounding fog.

"Or heroes like Sophia, they have all been sent out by me now."

Heroic spirit.

Although the Heroic Spirit Pool has not yet been officially built and those heroic spirits cannot be formally incorporated into the army, it is only a matter of time.

Anyway, Joanna and the others don't need to know the truth.

And Joanna did not doubt Herbert's words.

Controlling groups of monsters and leading an army of heroes... In her opinion, this was the most normal operation.

She even felt that it was a little too little and that this god was quite low-key in his style of doing things.

After understanding the general situation, Joanna selected an area to build their short-term residence.

"Understood. Then, Lord, we sisters will start the work."

Building a residence is not difficult for the priests of the Ice and Snow Goddess. They can use divine magic to create ice to build igloos.

"Don't be impatient. Before that, won't you introduce your names to me?"

But before they could make a move, Herbert stopped Joanna with a playful smile.

"For example, this lady who has always been in my heart..."

He looked at the girl Yuniel, whose face was calm and eyes were lowered, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Miss?"

(End of this chapter)