Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 251 Fire and Ice, Destruction and Creation (4k)
"I...saw fire."

Perhaps it was because the special environment of the sanctuary triggered the thoughts in his mind. When Herbert recalled everything that had appeared before his eyes, his thoughts became more firm.

When I closed my eyes, what I saw was not light.

But fire!
Blazing flames!
After closing his eyes and reminiscing, Herbert felt more images in his mind and saw scenery that he had never seen before.

The memories in my mind also changed.

In Frost Crystal City, the faces and eyes he had seen in the slums and civilian areas...all underwent subtle changes.

In the past, Herbert only saw the corruption and depravity of the upper class of the Frost Crystal Kingdom and their extravagant life.

He knew that if he left it alone, the kingdom would be devoured by them.

At this moment, other people would think like him that the Frost Crystal Kingdom was terminally ill and must undergo a major cleansing from top to bottom and from inside to outside.

This is what Herbert thought and did.

But when he thought back on this moment, he saw another perspective.

He discovered that... the Frost Crystal Kingdom had actually been on the brink of collapse.

The direct cause of its destruction will not be being emptied and drained by the nobles, but it will end in a more tragic way.

The kingdom will be burned to ashes... by the wrath of mortals!

Herbert saw endless anger in the residents of the kingdom.

Their bodies are numb and they live like zombies, but deep in their souls, which they themselves are not aware of, they are constantly questioning their fate.

They denounced the injustice of fate.

“Why is hard work not rewarded?”

"Why doesn't anyone care about our lives?"

“Why did we have such a tragic ending?”

"unfair!"

"This is not fair!!!"

……

They asked again and again, wanting to change, but because of their own powerlessness, they lowered their heads helplessly in the face of the huge gap.

There is anger in the eyes and fire in the heart.

But... there is still a lack of opportunity.

Their past lives have put them in shackles, and habits have prevented them from easily thinking of rebelling.

I just thought, "Be patient a little longer, everything will pass." and endured the pain in front of me.

They don't notice how terrible their anger is.

At the same time, those foolish nobles did not notice this either.

The nobles had no idea of ​​the endless anger hidden in the hearts of the people they exploited at will...how dangerous it was!

When the nobles were wantonly destroying others and stepping on others' heads in pursuit of pleasure, they paid no attention to their own situation.

They and the kingdom had long been on the brink of collapse.

Those idiots ignored the fact that they were standing on the edge of a cliff. If they took another half step, they would fall into an endless abyss filled with flames.

And the opportunity that is missing may come at any time.

Maybe it will be ten years later, maybe twenty years later, or maybe it will be on an ordinary afternoon.

The entire Frost Crystal Kingdom has long been sitting on a powder keg filled with gunpowder, and it only needs a little bit of fire to completely fall into oblivion.

Perhaps, there was a maid who committed suicide in order to resist the bullying of the nobles.

Or perhaps, the son of a miner who died tragically in a mining accident was murdered to silence him.

Or maybe, it's when you spend all your money and still can't buy half a loaf of bread.

When the only thing left in life is death, when kind people are forced into a desperate situation...

They will naturally find a way to seek justice for themselves.

"That flame rises from the bottom of the mortal's heart, gradually expands, and finally explodes after reaching its peak, burning everything."

Herbert shook his head, his expression a little melancholy, and he thought of a lot of things.

"Mortals are weak."

No one can deny this.

In a world where supernatural powers exist, the plight of ordinary people is the most miserable.

"The anger in one person's heart is indeed limited, but when they gather together, they will burst out with endless power."

Herbert knew better than anyone else in this world how much power could be unleashed when mortals came together.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

A little adds up to a lot.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Although in the extraordinary world, the individual strength of the strong is infinitely magnified, it is difficult for ordinary people to rely on the advantage of numbers to kill the real strong by piling up their lives.

But... isn't there a truly strong person in the Frost Crystal Kingdom?

Professionals below the legendary level will still be exhausted to death by the human wave tactics.

When faced with real amounts of violence, they can't escape even if they want to.

At the same time, individual weakness does not mean that mortals are completely powerless to resist.

Don't forget, this is an age of faith in the gods.

Faith can be transformed into power!

The faith of one person may be insignificant, but the prayers of ten, a hundred... or tens of thousands of people are enough to bring about huge changes!
As long as it is guided by someone with ulterior motives, the anger will quickly expand and eventually attract the attention of the gods.

That's right, the anger of mortals can even attract the attention of gods.

Even if... that would be the evil god's spying!

A country that is not ruled and intervened by the church of gods also means that it will not be protected by gods.

This is a lush meadow that has not been plucked by anyone else.

Normally, the gods look down on remote places like the Frost Crystal Kingdom and will not take the initiative to waste manpower and resources to develop faith here.

But if it were to end in destruction, the situation would be different, as some evil gods would definitely be very interested.

However, don't think that they will come to help these poor guys.

On the contrary, those evil gods will not come forward to stop it, but will only wait for the day when the kingdom is destroyed. They may even secretly add fuel to the flames and add fuel to the fire.

They would allow mortals to destroy their kingdom, or they might see it as a massive sacrilegious ritual from which they could reap what they want.

Finally, after everything was over, he sent his servants to take over this half-crippled country.

"The fire will consume everything and destroy everything."

"When the burning heat dies down, only ashes will be left."

This is fire, the fire that represents destruction!

After figuring this out, Herbert closed his eyes again without the archbishop's reminder.

He continued to recall, and then saw more.

"No, it's not just fire... I saw ice too!"

The snow covering the land, the cold eyes of the nobles looking at others, and the soul as hard as ice... This small country in a remote place is really too cold.

Ever since the giant dragon spilled its icy blood all over the earth, coldness seems to have been engraved in the bones and blood of the Frost Crystal Kingdom.

Most of its people have cold and hard characters, like stubborn stones that are not easily defeated. They endure wind and snow and will not resist unless forced into a desperate situation.

The year-round cold has also taken too many lives.

A gust of cold wind blew, and a few poor souls were blown away by the wind. For this kingdom.

Ice and snow also represent destruction.

Ice is equally great and capable of destruction.

"..."

This time, after opening his eyes, Herbert did not continue speaking, but frowned and remained silent.

Is the fire and ice that I see really the truth of everything?
Do they only have a destructive side?

After a long silence, Herbert shook his head and murmured softly: "...No, that's not right."

not only that.

It's definitely more than that!

Fire and ice, there is more to it than just destruction!

Herbert once said something when he was "seducing and winning over" the Ice and Snow Goddess.

He believes that ice and snow do not only bring cold and death.

"Crystal clear, pure snow falling from the sky."

Herbert muttered to himself, sorting out the still vague thoughts in his mind.

“Ice and snow…are creative, able to bring new life to what is decaying and withered.”

“The falling snow and the condensed frost are not for destruction, but for the arrival of new life.”

Those words that once bewitched the Ice and Snow Goddess always contained a part of his true feelings.

Ice and snow should not only have a destructive side.

Indeed, ice and snow can make people feel desolate and dead, and have the power to destroy.

Perhaps in terms of destructive effects, ice is not as good as fire.

But in terms of scope and duration, the destructive power of ice is even greater than that of fire.

White disasters, avalanches, snowstorms...

It’s all white and the earth is so clean.

Devour life and take away vitality.

The ice and snow passed by, leaving only frozen shells on the wasteland.

But... maybe those weren't what the ice and snow originally intended.

When the ice and snow melt and the cold fades away, all silent things will revive again, and the dormant earth that has been baptized by the severe cold will finally usher in a new beginning.

Ice and snow take away life, but they also leave behind some seeds for the future.

Whether it is fire or ice and snow, their original intention is not just to burn.

Destruction is not just for the sake of destruction, but for a better rebirth!
Just as the priests of the Ice Goddess brought life to the Eldar.

They come from ice and snow, and these girls who have the ability to save others do not represent the cruelty of ice and snow, but their most gentle and beautiful side.

The priests did not just borrow vases from the goddess of ice and snow to show off their appearance. Herbert actually valued the knowledge they possessed in the fields of medicine and gods.

With them here, the Eldar Territory will be able to get back on track faster.

And the Ice and Snow Goddess, the cat goddess who gave Herbert a very interesting impression after contact, could not feel the malice and coldness from Him.

On the contrary, Herbert only needed to slightly peel off the other person's cold disguise to feel the vitality and youthful energy in the other person.

The goddess who is in charge of the priesthood of [Ice and Snow] is like this, so how can it only have a destructive side?
"If ice and snow are like this, then fire... should be like this too."

With previous experience, Herbert's mind quickly opened up, and he thought more than Bingxue.

"Yes, when the forest burns down, the remaining ashes are the source of energy for new plants."

"Not only that, fire has brought so many benefits to mankind, including cooking food, heating, making tools, and purifying evil."

"Moreover, fire itself has many special meanings in human history."

Suiren drilled wood to make fire, Prometheus stole fire... In too many cultures, flame is regarded as a symbol of life, hope, strength and faith.

"In most cases, when the flames of destruction appear, the flames of creation will surely descend and bring about a new order."

just now……

He saw the rage that represented destruction.

Where is the fire of creation?

Herbert subconsciously raised his head and looked at the archbishop blankly, trying to get some hints from him.

But before Herbert could ask, he saw the answer.

In the old man's light eyes, Herbert saw a vague white-haired boy - it was his own reflection.

“It’s time to wake up and think about it.”

The old man looked at Herbert with a strange expression, nodded, and said softly: "Yes, you... are also fire."

"The fire that burns away the shackles and restores order."

To the nobles of Frost Crystal, Herbert is the fire of destruction.

But for the people of Frost Crystal City, isn’t Herbert also the fire that brings salvation?

"What did you bring for them?"

"hope."

The old man finally showed a satisfied smile and whispered: "You saved them."

"In your eyes, what you did was just an incomplete revenge, but in their eyes, you are the savior sent from heaven... although, no one knows your name."

"Not only that, you also left behind the nuns and the Knights to help them adjust to this difficult time."

Kill the evil nobles, seek justice for them, distribute supplies, and bring new hope to life.

Herbert was in a trance for a while, and said unconfidently: "But I..."

I really had no plans to do this.

All these things in the eyes of outsiders...are not actually what Herbert intended.

It could be considered as something that happened conveniently, but it was definitely not his original purpose.

Herbert wanted to explain, but the archbishop stopped him with a shake of his head.

"Kid, you don't have to explain, because whether this is your intention or not, it doesn't really make any difference."

The old man looked at the confused boy and smiled.

"To them, you who can control the dragon are truly powerful."

"Every move of a powerful person will cause disturbances, and every word and action will be carefully magnified and interpreted by others...regardless of whether they are willing or not, or whether they really think so."

"Do you understand? This is the fate of the strong who wield power."

Herbert was silent.

He suddenly realized what the archbishop wanted to do by talking to him this time.

He was not looking for someone to chat because he was bored, but was trying to convey an idea to himself.

"Herbert, you are destined to become a strong man. When that happens, your will will easily determine the life and death of others."

The old man, who stood at the pinnacle of all things, whispered: "Whether it is destruction or creation, it all depends on your thoughts."

The archbishop stared at the young man in front of him, who had not yet lost his youthfulness, and gently asked him about his choice.

"Is it destruction? Or creation?"

"What will your choice be?"

(End of this chapter)