Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 252 Only Children Make Choices (4K Plus 77)
"choose……"

As the sun set, Herbert walked out of the underground sanctuary.

He lowered his head, frowned, and completely immersed in his inner thoughts, walking unconsciously.

"Herbert, you...oh?"

Bishop Ash originally wanted to pull Herbert aside to have a chat, but when he saw him lowering his head in thought, he silently withdrew his hand.

This child seemed to be confused by the old man's words...

"hehe."

Although he looks like he has grown up a lot, he is still a child at heart.

Forget it, let’s not disturb him and let him think about it alone.

It's enough for one of these old guys to disturb the children's minds.

Bishop Ashes watched the confused boy go away with gentle eyes, shook his head and chuckled twice.

As elders, they should only help the younger generations when they need it.

If the younger generation can come to the conclusion on their own, it is better not to interfere.

Otherwise, there will only be one more puppet in the world that they wished for, which will lose its original appearance.

Such a future...ha, it's really too boring.

Bishop Ash stretched himself and muttered lazily, "So, I'll just have to wait until he comes here himself before I give him a little help."

And when she raised her hands and stretched her body, her originally loose robe was gently pulled, lightly outlining the ups and downs hidden underneath.

At the same time, a faint hissing sound came from under the wide hood.

hissing...

"Choice?"

On the other side, Herbert was still walking aimlessly, ignoring the monks he met along the way.

Thinking about his last conversation with the archbishop, his brows furrowed slightly.

After the Archbishop asked that crucial question, Herbert was silent for a long time.

He can give an answer that satisfies everyone and is impeccable.

As long as he gave a perfect answer that best matched his current status, he could easily disguise himself as a flawless model of a paladin.

But...what's the point?

The archbishop did not want to hear such an answer from Herbert himself, and Herbert himself did not want to deceive his own heart at this time.

Because Herbert himself was still confused.

He couldn't figure out what he was looking for.
Seeing his appearance, the Archbishop did not ask him about his subsequent experience in the Misty Mountains.

It is enough.

The old man did not press the issue, nor did he demand an answer from Herbert right then and there.

"Haha, kid, don't be nervous."

"You don't have to give your answer now, and you don't have to tell me the answer."

"Words can deceive anyone, but you can never deceive your own heart."

One can never deceive oneself.

No matter what kind of self-hypnosis or brainwashing you do, the result is the same.

What is fake is fake after all and it can never become real.

At a certain moment, you will eventually recall your true inner choice, and all your previous efforts will be completely in vain.

"As long as you know what you want in your heart, that's enough."

Finally, the archbishop took the initiative to end their conversation and ordered them to leave.

"Go back, boy."

"You are already very tired. Now, go back to where you should be and have a good rest."

After that, Herbert could no longer remember how he walked out of the sanctuary.

He completely surrendered control of his body to his instincts and concentrated all his energy on thinking about the problem.

Is it destruction? Or creation?
He thought a lot, but still couldn't come up with an answer that satisfied him.

Because no matter which point it is, it seems that it is not what he wants completely.

He is not a murderous madman and has never thought about destroying everything. That would be too extreme.

But he is not a good man who only knows how to create, nor is he a saint. That would also be too extreme.

It’s better to say…are these two really in conflict?
As Herbert thought about this, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have grasped the key to the problem.

But my thinking is still a little fuzzy now, and I still lack an opportunity to come up with an answer.

Before he knew it, Herbert had walked around the monastery and stopped automatically at a certain place.

"Ok?"

Herbert raised his head in a trance, looked at the door in front of him and blinked.

"It's here..."

While Herbert was thinking, his body instinctively moved towards the place where he thought he could rest best.

And now, he was back to his destination—not his private rooms, but his nominal “workplace.”

The third precept house.

Herbert looked at the door of the monster prison, his mouth twitched, and he sighed speechlessly.

Ugh!
You, why are you so disappointing?
Why choose here when there are so many other places to choose.

"So, deep down in my heart, I feel that I am destined to be a hard worker..."

What good person would choose the company as his or her resting place?
"Really."

Herbert laughed and shook his head, raised his hand and pressed it on the door, pushing it gently.

Forget it, let’s just leave it at that.

It’s been too hard working outside, now it’s time to go back to your happy home and have a good rest.

It’s time to find some monster girls to soothe my tired soul.

By the way, I should go see Eliza this time. I wonder if the holy blood I gave her last time is still left... If she was a little more frugal, she should not have eaten it all, right?

call--

When Herbert pushed open the door, a gust of air mixed with hot steam rushed straight to his face.

"Um!?"

Herbert was knocked off balance by the gust of wind and almost fell to the ground. He finally managed to steady himself.

"What's going on..."

He blinked blankly, not knowing what was going on inside.

what's the situation?
That's a lot of steam!
Who is boiling the water?
What are you doing?
Could it be possible to invent the steam engine?

Isn't this the exclusive domain of time travelers? How did you get there first... huh?

After dispelling the thick white steam in front of his eyes, Herbert finally squeezed into the discipline center and saw the true form of the "steam engine" clearly.

As expected, they were the two legendary monster girls.

Valentina really woke up, and Freme just happened to bump into her.

But unlike what Herbert had imagined, the two people did not get along harmoniously.

At this moment, the two monster girls were staring at each other fiercely, confronting each other without giving in.

Valentina: Ha!!!

Freme: Humph!!!
One of them bared his teeth and breathed out in a threatening manner.

One of them had a stern face and snorted with disdain.

Both of them exuded a powerful aura, disturbing the water and fire elements in the endless maze.

The two stimulated elements collided between the two people, turning into high-temperature steam that rolled out around them.

Where is the harmony?
This is simply as incompatible as fire and water!

Tsk, that's terrible.

The situation is heading towards the worst direction!
Although Herbert loved watching women fighting, pulling hair and tearing clothes... he never wanted two women to fight because of him.

"No, the situation is not that bad, there is still room for recovery!"

Fortunately, I rushed back. If they really started fighting, it would be difficult to end up in the future.

Both sides of the hand are made of flesh, and favoring one side will make the other side feel dissatisfied.

We must intervene before they really start fighting!

During the few breaths Herbert was thinking, the two continued to argue, and the situation was getting more and more intense. Freyme looked serious and said in a deep voice: "Valentina, I think what you said is wrong! I absolutely cannot agree with you!"

Valentina was also very emotional and said in a shocked voice: "What you said is wrong! No, no!!!"

Herbert didn't know what the quarrel was about, but it was obvious that he could no longer sit idly by.

Can't wait any longer.

Take action!
"Wait! You two, stop arguing..."

But just before Herbert was about to step in to mediate, the content of their conversation made him pause.

Ok?
"I don't care! You're not right!"

Valentina shook her head quickly and said loudly, "What's the point of Herbert sleeping? He's cuter when he's awake!"

"He can cook for me and play with me, this is the best!"

After hearing this, Freme sneered, "Oh! Vulgar! I think you are the one who knows nothing!"

"Although Herbert is charming when he's awake, he's the cutest when he's asleep!"

Her expression became solemn and she said in a deep voice:
"Just think about it, when a beautiful boy who is usually strong and capable reveals his defenseless face while sleeping... don't you understand the feeling of tempting others to make mistakes!?"

As Freme spoke, she licked her bright lips subconsciously and sucked unconsciously.

Slip.

"Besides, he sleeps very deeply. No matter what you do, he won't wake up while he's asleep!"

"Listen to me, it's anything! Do you understand? Anything!!!"

Miss Mermaid was very emotional, like an extreme missionary preaching to others, hoping that others could understand the excitement in her heart.

"That's why I said Herbert is the most attractive when he's asleep!"

After hearing Freme's description, Valentina frowned and thought hard, and then...she could not think of this possibility at all.

Miss Hungry Dragon thought about it carefully and realized that she seemed to have never seen Herbert sleeping.

Every time, she went to bed earlier than Herbert and got up later than Herbert.

His sleeping face?

Hey, I haven’t really seen it.

But seeing how excited Freme was, it didn't seem like she was faking it, and there wasn't any smell of a lie either.

Could it be that what she said was actually true?

Although Valentina's intuition had already told her that the truth might really be as Freme said, her pride did not allow her to agree with others' opinions so easily.

Valentina pouted and said stubbornly, "You, what you said seems to make some sense... but I haven't seen it! Only after I see it can I know whether you are lying to me or not."

Correct!
Only after seeing it with my own eyes can I be sure that you are not lying to me!
"what!"

Freyme patted her chest vigorously and tried her best to assure him, "I lied to you? Don't worry! I will never lie to you about such a thing!"

"I'll tell you how to make him fall asleep. You can see him next time. By the way, he can now let his soul leave his body. That state is even better. You can find an excuse..."

……

The two monster girls were so focused that they didn't notice the third audience member appearing in the scene.

"..."

Herbert's performance at this moment was quite brilliant.

My mind is full of questions.

???

No, you two, what the hell are you arguing about! ! ?

I thought you were going to fight!
As a result, it was actually... Tsk!

Can we discuss something serious?
Also, what are you doing, you shrimp-headed siren! ?

It is enough for you to be the only one who has bowed down, but please don’t teach other people bad things!
Although... Valentina herself is a sports fanatic and doesn't need Freme's guidance at all.

It's hard enough getting Valentina to sleep, don't make it harder for me.

At this moment, Herbert was suddenly stunned.

"and many more……"

He looked at Valentina, his eyes widening slightly.

fire.

Then, he turned to look at Freme.

ice.

Between them, one is good at breathing fire, and the other is proficient in ice magic.

Fire and ice.

Perhaps there is a second explanation.

And just after thinking of this, Herbert suddenly felt that everything became clear.

If we look at the previous question from a different angle, is it still a problem?

Destruction and creation, he couldn't think of the answer and couldn't come to a definite conclusion.

But if it were a dragon or a siren, could he not tell them apart?
"Pfft, hahaha!"

select?
Choose what to choose!
Do I have to make a choice?
Is it really necessary?

No!

Herbert was misled by the archbishop and subconsciously got stuck in a dead end.

The world is not black and white.

Fire and ice... who says they can't coexist peacefully?
"what!"

In the midst of all the confusion, Herbert suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

He held his stomach and laughed so hard that he felt like tears were coming out.

Multiple choice question?
Only children make choices.

As an adult, I...

Of course I want them all!
Complete!All!want!
I will definitely want Valentina, and of course I won't let Freme go!

Not negotiable!

Be it destruction or creation, who says we can't coexist?
In this world, who is not multifaceted?

Even gods are not immune to this, so how could a mere mortal like him be an exception?

It can't be done, and there's no need to be.

After figuring this out thoroughly, Herbert felt completely enlightened.

At the same time, Herbert's weird behavior of laughing wildly finally alarmed the two monster girls who were "confronting" each other over there.

Moreover, both of them were a little surprised and stared at him with strange eyes.

What's wrong with this person?
Why did you suddenly burst into laughter?
Freme and Valentina blinked and exchanged a few words secretly.

"Um...what happened to him?"

"I don't know. Is he stimulated?"

'Is it because we two were arguing?'

'Maybe?'

Both of them felt a little guilty, thinking that they had caused Herbert to misunderstand and almost drove the child crazy.

"Herbert, um..."

“We weren’t actually arguing…”

Just as they were carefully preparing to explain, Herbert over there shouted again amidst wild laughter.

"Haha! Yes, I want them all! Haha..."

Valentina: ?
Freme:?

No.

You kid are so arrogant!

The two looked at each other, saw the dissatisfaction in each other's eyes, and snorted at the same time.

"Ah."

"Humph!"

You guy, do you think we will surrender obediently?
No!Can!can!
(End of this chapter)