Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 247: Just Lao Deng! (5.6K votes please!!! More updates 77 78)
champion?

Brother, what kind of champion are you?
I……

Herbert:?

A big question mark appeared on Herbert's head.

How come I have something to do with this?

While Herbert was confused, Varro continued to preach loudly.

"You don't know what I saw in him! That kind of murderous aura, that kind of momentum, is comparable to a true legend!"

He told the story in a carefree manner, gesturing the scene at that time, and explaining it to the people around him.

"So, stop fighting. The real champion is neither us nor you. It's Herbert!"

"He must have killed hundreds of monsters! To have such an aura!"

But obviously, others do not agree with Varro's "exaggerated" statement.

"Varo! Stop bragging here! It's impossible to be as exaggerated as you say."

"Hey, you're bragging again!"

"You are really a weird guy. Why did you brag about others instead of yourself? Hahaha..."

After hearing these words, Varro's face turned red and he shouted loudly: "Nonsense! Who is bragging? You are the one bragging!"

He slapped his chest vigorously and shouted, "I'm not bragging! I swear in the name of God! I'm not bragging!"

Swearing in the name of God is a very heavy oath for the people in this world, but others burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! I used to kind of believe you, but now I have to doubt you."

"That's right, you're a monk, why are you learning the Paladin's oath?"

"Hahahaha!"

"I remember that the last time you swore, you seemed to say that you didn't steal Zar's bread? Oh, no, it seems to be a secret...hahaha!"

Zar, who was standing behind Varo, was originally planning to speak up for him and gesture to testify for him, but his expression changed after hearing this.

Ok?
It turns out that you stole my favorite bread! ! ?
"Hmm? Hmm!!?"

He danced towards Varo, his hands changing movements rapidly, almost making hand seals.

"Uh, wait and I'll explain it to you later."

Varo explained awkwardly and continued yelling at everyone.

Veins popped out on his forehead as he argued loudly. Everyone laughed and the air around them was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"So, how many monsters did he kill? What levels of monsters were they? You still haven't explained it clearly!"

Finally, after laughing for a while, a cold voice interrupted the rhythm of playfulness.

The noisy crowd quieted down and looked at Varro's companions.

"You've been making such a fuss for so long, you should give me an explanation."

A tall nun walked up to the crowd and said indifferently: "If you don't want to be the champion, then don't take up the place. Give it up voluntarily and let us be the champion!"

The nun's words were also what others thought.

The monster hunting event has ended, and the final winner has been selected according to normal practice.

The competition for the top two to top five places was quite fierce, and everyone’s results were pretty much the same.

Only the first place was far ahead, far surpassing other teams in both the quality and quantity of monsters.

Fao and his makeshift team won the first place in this competition.

Although the other teams were reluctant, they were convinced.

But when everything was over for everyone, and they were feeling regretful but willing to give their blessings, the winning team suddenly changed their minds.

Varo and the others suddenly claimed that they were not actually the real champions.

The real champion is someone else!
But they couldn't clearly say who it was, so in the end they just brought up Herbert to perfunctorily deal with them.

This made other people a little unhappy.

We acknowledge your abilities and your achievements, but that doesn’t mean we will completely listen to what you say!
That won't work.

We have to fight hard for it.

Everyone is eager to be the winner.

The winner of the monster hunt can get a prize, which is secondary. The real honor is to be able to meet and talk with the archbishop!
This must be fought for!
"Well..."

Faced with so many people, Varo scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.

Seeing his expression, the tall nun frowned even more tightly and asked, "Are you afraid that he has brainwashed you? Or do you owe him something? Why are you helping him like this?"

"If he's as good as you say he is, why doesn't he come back?"

Yes, if you are so outstanding, why don’t you come back?

Are you afraid to come back?
Or is it impossible to come back?

"Even if it's just one step back!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, the tall nun did not continue to press, her tone softened, and she shook her head and said:

"Now the deadline for each team to return has been reached. Regardless of whether he is as good as you say, he is no longer eligible for selection."

Monster hunting competitions have a time limit, and it is impossible to let contestants wander around the mountains forever.

She stared at Fao, who was sitting on the ground in silence, an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, and she shook her head slightly.

"Since he doesn't show up now, it means he has lost the qualification to participate..."

Just then, a gentle voice sounded in her ears.

"Hey, it's so lively here! Are you talking about something interesting?"

who! ! ?
The tall nun was startled and subconsciously wanted to pull out the short hammer at her waist.

But just as she grasped the handle and had not yet pulled it out, a hand "gently" pressed on her wrist and pushed her back.

The nun instinctively tried to exert force, but she couldn't pull it out at all!
Finally, the nun calmed down a little, realized her abruptness, turned her head and whispered: "...Who?"

"We are one family, don't get excited."

Herbert smiled and winked at her, then turned around and smiled at the panicked crowd.

"Everyone looks a little nervous? Is it because I came at a bad time?"

clang clang...

Just now, when they suddenly realized that Herbert appeared, many people subconsciously drew their weapons, but now they could only put them away awkwardly.

It was because the other person's snow-white hair was too special that they immediately recognized the identity of the young man in front of them.

Herbert.

The person they were discussing appeared.

Everyone subconsciously felt awkward, and several people looked away unnaturally.

There is a kind of embarrassment when you tease someone behind their back and then get caught by the person who did it.

Herbert didn't care about their embarrassment. He let go of the nun's wrist and nodded to Fao who suddenly stood up from the ground.

"Feeling better?"

Fao stood straight, ignoring the gazes of others, and said seriously:

"Sir Herbert! You are back. Thanks to your blessing, we are all safe and sound!"

Herbert smiled at his serious look, waved his hand at him, and asked, "So, what are you doing?"

"As far as I can remember, I never asked you to give me the championship, right?"

What's going on?

Who wants to put the yellow robe on me?

You guys are going to cause me a lot of trouble!
cough.

Jokes aside, Herbert was really confused.

The most crucial point...how come I didn't know I was participating in a monster hunt?
I didn’t sign up either!

"Sir, although you did not say it, we all agree that this honor should belong to you."

Fao spoke seriously, and the other four nodded silently.

Although it was Fao who proposed this matter, the others also chose to agree.

"After all, if it weren't for you, the five of us would probably have all..."

They were not idiots and knew very well that the sudden retreat of the Mist Ghost Wolves was not an accident and there must be a reason for it.

Not long after the ghost wolf retreated, Herbert appeared in front of them, which actually explains a lot of problems.

It was Herbert who helped them drive away the Misty Ghost Wolf!
It can be said that the process of this reasoning is completely wrong, but the final result is correct.

The restlessness of the Misty Ghost Wolf started with Herbert and ended with Herbert.

As rescued survivors, they felt that they should give the honor to Herbert who helped them.

Reasonable.

Although they were eager to get a chance to meet the Archbishop, they ultimately chose to do so.

Fao bowed his head deeply to Herbert and said sincerely: "Please don't refuse, this is our piece..."

Herbert: “I refuse.”

! ! ?

"What did you say? Why did you refuse?"

Fao suddenly looked up and looked at Herbert in confusion, but found that he just shrugged indifferently.

“Because it doesn’t make sense to me.”

Herbert smiled and said lightly: "I don't think that robbing others of what they deserve will make me happy."

Hmm... maybe not?
This kind of thing still needs to be discussed based on the circumstances.

Fao blinked in confusion and asked in confusion: "But..."

"There's nothing to worry about."

Herbert waved his hand coldly, interrupting Fao's words, and said lightly: "This matter is settled, there is nothing to discuss."

"Fao, your shortcoming is that you are not good at communicating with others in advance."

"Whether you sacrificed yourself without authorization or made this decision for me without authorization, it's the same principle."

"Although your actions are not malicious, they may not be a good thing for others."

Forced love is not advisable.

Herbert's words made Phao silent, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something wrong again.

Made the same mistake again.

After a brief criticism, Herbert's tone returned to its previous gentle tone.

"Okay, look up. I don't mean to blame you." "Although I rejected you, I am really touched by your kindness."

He patted Fao on the shoulder and smiled at the other four.

"This is what you deserve. Don't doubt it. Just accept it with peace of mind."

"You are the real champions."

Herbert smiled, waved his hand casually, turned and left, leaving behind a few words.

"Besides, if I want to go see him... hehe, it doesn't need to be so complicated."

meet him?

Who to meet?

The profound meaning contained in this seemingly casual remark made everyone else present ponder.

After saying something that made everyone ponder, Herbert walked happily to the side where the Knight Commander was silently watching.

Haha~
You guys still don't know me well enough.

It's okay for me to argue with you about other things.

Fight for this?
Fight for a chance to meet Lao Deng?
Are you kidding? Do I have some serious illness?

Herbert came up to Bishop Rusty Nail and bowed slightly to him.

"Sir, I'm back."

"Um……"

Bishop Rusty Nail stared at Herbert carefully, nodded slowly, and then smiled with satisfaction, which was very rare.

"Yes, you did keep your promise."

After Herbert came back, he showed obvious changes. He looked more mature, and his childishness faded away, while he became more sharp.

Although he had tried his best to stop Herbert from going alone, his dissatisfaction disappeared completely after seeing that he was safe and sound.

Maybe I was really wrong.

Herbert should not be treated like a canary in a cage...he has always been an eagle in the sky.

Bishop Rusty Nail nodded after taking a look at him. Without much greeting, he said directly, "Since you are back, go directly to see the Archbishop. His Excellency has been waiting for you for a long time."

Herbert laughed at this.

Here, look.

You are scrambling to see him, but on my side, he is eager to see me.

I said, this Lao Deng is not a rare big shot at all~
"Okay, got it."

But before going to talk to Old Deng, Herbert had one important thing to do.

"But let me get her back to the Third Commandment House first."

The air beside him trembled slightly, and a blurry figure shrouded in mist appeared.

Freme had been hiding next to Herbert using a method similar to optical camouflage.

Her body was covered with a layer of mist, and outsiders could only see her vague figure but could not really see her appearance.

"No, no, she can go back by herself."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Herbert blinked, not quite understanding what the Knight Commander said.

Let her go back to jail by herself?

what?
The Knight Commander frowned slightly as he looked at Freme, with a bit of struggle in his eyes, but he still nodded slowly and said to her:

"【End Singer】Flemme, you successfully protected Herbert. You did not betray his trust in you."

"After this test, the monastery has understood your attitude and will reduce the suppression on you. Although you are still restricted from going out, you can move around alone in the monastery, and most of the facilities are open to you..."

"All of the above were orders issued by the Archbishop himself. Although I don't understand them, I still choose to follow his instructions... No one in the entire monastery will object."

After saying this, the Knight Commander's expression became even colder and harder. He stared at Freme and said coldly:
"As the Knight Commander, I want to give you a heartfelt warning here - don't cause trouble in the monastery, otherwise, not only will you be severely punished, but Herbert will also be implicated."

Threat.

Bishop Rusty Nail: This is a naked threat without any disguise!
I warn you, don't cause trouble here!

Although the Archbishop has untied some of your shackles, this is still not a place where a monster like you can act recklessly.

As the object of threat, Freme's expression was quite cold, even disdainful.

"……Ah."

Freme frowned and squinted at the legendary paladin in front of her. After a long moment, she snorted softly.

"You don't have to worry about these things. I will naturally not let him get hurt."

"Whether it was outsiders who hurt him, or he was persecuted because of me."

After saying this, she hugged Herbert from behind in a demonstrative manner and raised her head proudly towards the Knight Commander.

After doing this somewhat inappropriate action, Freme did not talk much to Herbert. She chose to leave without even looking at him.

She looked like a scumbag who used Herbert to prove her charm to others.

After all, their relationship is still a secret, and talking too much about it could easily expose problems.

Sure enough, Bishop Rusty Nail didn't think much about it. He frowned and asked about Herbert's situation: "Tsk, she... Herbert, are you okay?"

Facing the concerned gaze of Bishop Rusty Nail, Herbert nodded and took the initiative to show his stigmata to prove his "purity".

"Please rest assured that I have not been influenced by her in any way."

Herbert said seriously:

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency. I did not let her succeed!"

Yes.

Freme failed.

It has not tainted my purity!
Because, the one who really succeeded is actually me!

Eat fish.

I like grass carp, it is delicious, juicy, warm and nourishing.

Delicious, love to eat, eat more.

"Thank you for your concern."

Seeing that Herbert's vow of purity had not diminished but strengthened, Bishop Rusty Nail was relieved and nodded at her with satisfaction.

"Well, that's fine. You're really good."

This is a paladin who will not be enchanted by monsters!

very good!

Bishop Rusty Nail waved at Fao and the others, then said to Herbert, "Well, since you are going to see His Excellency the Archbishop, then you lead the way for them. I have other things to take care of."

"Ok."

When Fao and his companions came over here in fear and trepidation, they saw that Bishop Rusty Nail had turned and left, leaving only Herbert standing in front of them.

"This……"

"Your Excellency the Bishop!?"

What's going on here?
Could it be that the Bishop was angry because of their previous willfulness? ! ?

"Hey, we meet again."

Herbert looked at their expressions, guessed what they were thinking, and said seriously:
"Well, in view of your behavior, His Eminence the Bishop has ordered me to take you to the Third Discipline Institute to reflect on your actions..."

Fao people: What!!!
……

In the end, Herbert softened his heart - he just took them to the door of the third-level law firm but did not actually go in.

Just kidding, don't really scare the kids.

That wouldn't be fun.

Led by Herbert, the group passed through the long tunnel and came to the basement of the monastery.

At the end of the road, Herbert saw the gate again and the lonely figure standing quietly in front of it.

Bishop Ashes had known about their arrival for a long time. He finally nodded slowly and spoke softly:
"Herbert, you're here."

"Your Mightiness."

Herbert bowed slightly to Bishop Ash and let her hand fall on his shoulder.

Bishop Ash patted his shoulder gently, then squeezed it a little harder.

"You...huh?"

Just before Bishop Ash was about to speak, her eyes were struck by an invisible force, and she was in a trance for a moment.

Her eyes penetrated Herbert's body, as if she saw countless ghosts entangled in his soul.

The souls of those monsters were bound here by a shadowy force, appearing and disappearing, emitting a creepy aura.

At the same time, his soul also had a bit of icy aura.

"..."

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Bishop Ash withdrew his hand upon hearing Herbert's words, and the illusions before his eyes all dissipated.

She took a deep look at Herbert, and after making sure that his soul was fine, she shook her head slightly and chuckled, "Haha, it's nothing. As expected, when people get old, they always think of some old things."

His fate...became more complicated.

Bishop Ashes became more and more curious about the fate of this young man. Where would the fate of this young man lead to?

Just imagining his future in her mind made her want to laugh out loud.

"Haha, ah! Go ahead, kid, that old Dong... His Excellency the Archbishop has been waiting for you for a long time. When you come out, we can continue chatting."

"Ok."

Herbert nodded, then walked through the door with a familiar look and disappeared.

The people of Fao looked at Herbert in awe as he chatted happily with the most mysterious bishop, and they found it increasingly difficult to see through his identity.

Who is he?

What did Herbert mean to the monastery?
They are becoming more and more confused!

"Children, wait a moment."

Although Bishop Ashes was still kind when he received others, his tone was less friendly.

"After he comes out, you can go in one by one and talk to His Excellency the Archbishop."

"Now, arrange yourselves in the order of entry."

(End of this chapter)