Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 250 What did you see? (4K)
Underground sanctuary.

Herbert's somewhat inappropriate expression gradually returned to normal.

Ok.

He was really anxious and wanted to rush back to mediate. He shouted at them, "Stop fighting! Go to the dance studio if you want to fight!"

But the reality is cruel.

anxious?
There's no use in being anxious.

Herbert couldn't just say goodbye and rush back to stop it... that would be a bit disrespectful to Old Deng.

He can't go back.

This is how it is, and this is how the situation is.

By the time he realizes the problem, it is already too late. What is going to happen has already happened, and what is not going to happen... would be better if it did not happen.

Although, his intuition now denied his prayers.

I just hope it’s not the worst possible scenario—like Freme sneaking up on Valentina while she was asleep, and getting killed by Miss Hungry Dragon with her “I’m good at killing people in my dreams” move…

Herbert couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he thought about that terrible future.

Don’t do that kind of thing!
My Hachiman can’t kill Hachiman fish!

"No, no hurry, maybe Valentina hasn't woken up yet."

He thought about it and felt that things would definitely not end up being so tragic.

"Besides, even if they wake up, the two of them shouldn't be able to fight each other...right?"

Although Valentina has an impatient temper, she is actually quite innocent and kind-hearted, and is not someone who is difficult to get along with.

And Freme is also not the type of person who is willing to compete with others, especially since she seems to like Valentina very much.

"Will they finally get together to gossip?"

Herbert thought this possibility was absurd, but the more he looked at it, the more he thought it was something that could happen in reality...

"Child, have you thought about it?"

Finally, the archbishop's kind voice brought Herbert back to his senses. He looked at the kind old man and shook his head slightly.

"Sir, I have not forgotten anything."

Lao Deng, don’t ask anymore.

Asked and there was no answer!
Even if there is one, I won’t admit it.

"Oh? No?"

But the old man obviously didn't care about his little thoughts. He smiled and nodded, saying happily: "Is that so... Haha, that's good, that's good."

Herbert looked into the old man's kind and polite eyes, nodded slightly, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.

He is like this again... He clearly sees something, but says nothing, making it hard to guess.

How much does this old Deng know?

Does he really know nothing? Or is he pretending to be ignorant?
What does he want to see from himself?
In other words, what did the archbishop want from him?
Herbert today has no answers to these questions, and no one can answer them.

If he wants to get the answer, he can only let him continue exploring in the future.

After suppressing his suspicion, Herbert perked up and asked softly, "Sir, do you want me to report what happened on this trip?"

He had reason to suspect that the old guy had been alone here for too long and felt lonely, so he wanted to find someone to chat with and kill time.

Oh, what empty-nesters!
really.

As Herbert had guessed, the archbishop nodded happily without saying anything else.

"Well, it's been a long time since anyone has talked to me like this. Please talk to me."

The archbishop nodded with a smile, looking like a bystander: "By the way, not only this time, but also what I saw and heard the last time I went out."

"I heard from them that you caused quite a stir at Frost Crystal's place? Haha, kid, tell me everything."

Even Shuang Jing's experience is being told? Isn't that already... Oh!

Herbert was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had not had a long talk with the archbishop since he came back from the Frost Crystal last time.

The Archbishop did not come out to talk to him.

Even the new ring was entrusted to Bishop Rusty Nail to be passed on to Herbert.

At that time, Herbert thought that the archbishop might be busy guarding the town and had no time to waste time with him, but now judging from his attitude, there seemed to be some hidden secrets.

The Archbishop is not busy at all and would not be unable to take care of other things.

Is he waiting for the right time?

The last time we didn’t see each other was because the time was not right, but now a certain condition has finally been met?
But what is the difference between now and last time?

What big changes can there be in a few months... Well, the changes are indeed big.

For other people, a few months is not enough to change much, but for Herbert, this period of time is a critical period for his complete transformation.

Herbert thought for a moment and reminded, "Sir, if you want to listen, I will tell you everything without reservation, but it may take a long time, and there are other people waiting for you outside."

"Look...why don't you wait a little longer?"

Fao and the others are waiting for you outside. You don't want to keep them waiting, do you?
Herbert didn't think this was a big problem, but it did have a bad impact after all.

It would remind him of the painful experience he had on Friday when he had to wait in the service hall until noon, but as soon as the previous person finished their work, the staff went for lunch break early.

I could only wait helplessly on an empty stomach until the lunch break was over. As a result, the other party did not come to work in the afternoon until he came back to punch in just before getting off work. He looked at me in surprise and casually told me to come back next Monday to handle it. The whole day was wasted.

Oh, that kind of person is really bad!
Do unto others, do not impose on others.

Especially when Herbert had a good impression of Fao and felt that he was a talented person with great potential and could become his future target.

Herbert was still unwilling to destroy the impression he had left in his mind because of such a trivial matter.

It's not that I won't tell you, I'll just tell you at a different time - I'll take this opportunity to go back and see if Freme and the other girl are fighting...

The plan goes through!
The idea of ​​time management master Herbert is very good, but the archbishop gave a strange and meaningful smile after hearing his words.

"You mean them?"

The old man blinked complacently and asked, "When did you get the illusion that I didn't meet them?"

Herbert was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what the archbishop was saying mysteriously at first.

But he soon realized what was happening and asked in surprise, "Huh? You mean... just now?"

Could it be that he had already met with those people when I wasn't paying attention?
when?
Was it when I was trying to get closer to him just now?
"hehe."

The old man smiled and nodded. He didn't explain the principle. He just nodded at him and gestured to start telling his story.

"I really want to know what you have seen along the way. First, tell me what you saw in Frost Crystal last time?"

what did you see?
Although Herbert found the archbishop's question a little strange, he did not take it too seriously.

After pondering for a while, Herbert began to slowly tell what he had seen and heard along the way.

"That day, Sister Kaplan and I set out together towards the Frost Crystal Dynasty..."

"I arrived at the banquet as scheduled and met my old friend. She was a little different from what I remembered. She almost turned into a heartless block of ice..."

"Later, I aroused fear in the hearts of the nobles..."

"By the way, thank you for your help at that time. Your presence successfully shocked Bishop Leila and made her cooperate honestly..."

In the holy place filled with holy power, the white-haired boy spoke slowly.

It tells the story of a not-so-satisfying journey of revenge. It tells the story of a not-so-thorough journey of cleansing.

A road to salvation strewn with thorns and spikes.

His enemies are greedy, corrupt, blasphemous... and full of conspiracy.

It’s a different choice than the heroes in other stories make.

Herbert did not choose a great and glorious way to eliminate evil.

Instead, they chose a more cruel approach.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

Fight violence with violence!
Dark, bloody, cruel...blood relatives killing each other.

When facing the sadistic nobles, he became more terrible and more ruthless than those depraved fellows.

No matter how you look at it, the story Herbert told was not a story that would please people of justice, and there were even many actions that risked violating the rules.

If some extremists heard this, they would probably send Herbert to the Inquisition for trial.

At the very least, the person will be skinned alive, and at worst, he will be sent directly to the stake and roasted.

However, Herbert did not hold back in front of the Archbishop and told him almost everything he had done.

Only a little bit about Nenasha was hidden... and her interactions with Valentina.

Especially the latter one, even those details won’t pass the review!

Apart from that, he did not hide anything, nor did he mix in any subjective thoughts, and told the story entirely from the perspective of an observer.

Because he has a clear conscience.

Yes.

On this journey, he considered himself to be undoubtedly a "partner in justice."

A gentleman does not care about his heart when discussing his deeds. There is no perfect person in the world when it comes to his heart.

No matter what Herbert was thinking in his heart, what plans he had secretly made, or how dark and bloody his methods were...but everything he did, the ultimate goal was for justice.

He did bring death to Frostcrystal City, but he also brought new order to the kingdom.

The corrupt Frost Crystal Aristocracy system was violently destroyed, and those reckless old faces took the initiative to optimize themselves and were replaced by a group of younger, easier to control, and more timid newcomers.

The Church of the Ice and Snow Goddess was also brought to the fore, becoming the third force besides the royal power and the nobility, forming a delicate balance of separation of powers.

The Church of the Gods became a backup force to fight against the nobles on a daily basis and to suppress the royal family at critical moments.

In addition to these changes in the power structure, the changes that have taken place on the people are actually even greater.

Without oppressors, their quality of life was greatly improved and they no longer had to worry about freezing to death in the cold winter.

Judging from the final result, no one could blame Herbert - those who were unhappy with him had either closed their eyes forever or were piled together and just played Jenga.

Oh, what a bunch of sleepy and playful guys!
"Finally, after all this was done, Sister Kaplan took the initiative to stay there. She led the Knights to continue coordinating with the Ice and Snow Goddess Church to deal with the aftermath."

"Since I was still responsible for guarding Valentina, it was inconvenient for me to stay in the royal city for too long, so I took her back to the monastery in advance."

After talking for half a day, Herbert finally told the archbishop in detail about his experience in Frost Crystal City.

After finishing his story, he straightened up and sat cross-legged with his spine straight.

The archbishop was curious about Herbert's experience, and Herbert was curious about how the archbishop would evaluate his behavior.

Criticizing like a fogey?
Or give praise like everyone else in the monastery?
However, the Archbishop's next reaction was completely beyond Herbert's expectations.

He neither criticized nor praised, and he didn't even have the thought of commenting.

He just looked at the unimportant boy in front of him and asked that somewhat strange question again.

"So...what did you see?"

Herbert:?

Lao Deng, what kind of charades are you playing?
Pretty Riddler, huh?!

"Sir, I don't quite understand."

"Child, think about it again, do you really not understand?"

Herbert：???

No, what exactly do I want to understand?

"Didn't I tell you? I saw it all..."

"Do not."

The old man interrupted Herbert softly, shook his head, stared at his puzzled eyes, and said slowly: "I'm not asking what you see with your eyes."

"I'm asking you... what did your 'heart' see along the way?"

Heart?
Herbert's expression was a little out of control, and he asked uncertainly: "My 'heart'?"

The old man nodded slightly and said affirmatively: "Yes, it is your...heart."

"Has what you have seen and heard along the way ever touched you in any way?"

"Child, close your eyes, think back to the things you have experienced along the way, and feel them with your heart. What do you see?"

What difference would it make if I closed my eyes?

Herbert complained in his heart, but outwardly he obeyed the Archbishop's arrangement, slowly closed his eyes, and began to recall his experiences along the way.

I closed my eyes and everything was dark.

But before Herbert could start to complain, a change really occurred before his eyes!

He saw a bright light.

It was as bright as a fiery flame, but tinged with a scarlet color.

!!!

"This is……"

Herbert was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the archbishop's kind smile.

The old man nodded, signaling him to be patient and not to make a fuss.

"..."

Herbert moved the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes again.

This time he did not react for a long time, just closing his eyes and resting quietly like a stone.

The entire sanctuary was very quiet and lonely, and there seemed to be three stone statues standing in the middle of the place: a young man, an old man, and a saint.

Mortals, gods... and that being in between, neither human nor god.

After a long time, Herbert opened his eyes.

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes at first, and then it gradually turned into determination.

After a moment, he raised his head, looked at the archbishop and said seriously:

"I saw...fire."

"Endless fire!"

"A fire that burns down the kingdom and collapses order!"

(End of this chapter)