Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 274 Passers-by and Problems (Happy New Year!)
Of course, although Valentina wanted to help Herbert practice strongly, this matter was not carried out immediately.

Herbert heard from her of the change that had taken place in her, and knew that she seemed to have reached the point where legend reaches epic.

At this stage, nothing should distract her, and she should focus all her energy on breaking through.

Let’s put this matter aside for the time being...what remains is to comfort Miss Hungry Dragon’s wounded heart.

This was not a problem for Herbert.

It's easy to get and control.

In Herbert's opinion, women are often not difficult to please.

Many people just don't find the right method.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just take the Third Discipline House’s first gatekeeper, Valentina, known as the Fury, as an example. In fact, she is not as difficult to please as outsiders think.

Yes, she is actually very easy to coax.

As a hungry dragon, as long as she can be fed, she will be two-thirds satisfied.

As long as she's full, everything will be fine.

As for the remaining one-third, you have to use some conventional methods to coax girls.

What about saying nice things, hugging each other, hugging each other, and speaking sweet words...

There are various methods, and the effects on different people are different. Most importantly, Herbert doesn't need to teach them at all.

Those who understand will naturally know what to do.

As for those who don’t understand…that’s okay, just be bold and rely on your intuition!
……

"Yeah, that's right. When the time comes, just follow your feelings."

"If you want to know how to do it specifically?"

Herbert rubbed his waist, yawned, and walked out of the gate of the Third Discipline House. He squinted his eyes and looked up at the slowly rising sun.

"Ah! God... praise the sun."

Herbert said so.

The most important thing is to feed Valentina.

But he didn't say how to feed them!

"It's hard work here, and I can't tell outsiders about it."

The tired boy patted his waist, breathed the fresh air, and walked in the quiet monastery.

After walking slowly for a while, the outline of the main body of the monastery gradually became clear in the haze.

Although it was only the early morning when the sky was dim, the monastery had already awakened from its slumber.

Herbert was the latecomer.

In the quiet venue, busy nuns and monks walked at a brisk pace, carrying out their respective affairs in an orderly manner.

Some monks were meditating quietly in the courtyard, with their hands clasped together facing the sun, looking focused and pious.

Followers of various gods have their own ways of praying.

Some gods prefer believers to perform complicated prayer rituals in a quiet place, while others prefer believers to offer more substantial sacrifices...

These people are believers of the sun and do not need special sacrifices. It is enough for them to pray in a place where the sun shines.

They were praying to the Sun God, asking that great god to bless them and give them the power to tear apart the darkness.

On the other side, several nuns were exercising in an empty courtyard. They fought slowly, and each move was vigorous and powerful.

In the Misty Monastery, the Knights are not the only ones who train every day. The Battle Sisters are the same and never neglect their training.

The nuns' movements were slow but powerful, but every collision between them stirred up a cloud of dust.

If you look closely, you can see the heavy sandbags wrapped around their arms. Those props are helping them to better hone their strength.

These were the only monks visible, but Herbert knew that there were more monks who had already woken up.

Some monks had already been sitting in the quiet library, gently turning the yellowed pages with their fingers, immersed in the exploration of analyzing and interpreting this world.

The same goes for the Knights in the distance, they probably already started sparring.

There are more monks, more...others.

Everyone in the monastery is busy on the track that he has set for himself. Although such a life is boring and depressing, their souls are fulfilled and satisfied.

"..."

Herbert looked at all this, his white hair gleaming in the morning light, his face showing a bit of confusion and discomfort.

He suddenly felt that there were still many differences between him and them.

I seem a little out of place in this busy world.

Herbert had been in the Misty Monastery for some time. He had met many people and talked to many of them, but he still found it difficult to integrate into their community.

He felt like an outsider, lazy and casual, like a lone bird that accidentally strayed into a neat formation of geese.

A...unsociable white dove.

Just as Herbert was in a daze, he suddenly noticed the sight.

Unlike the cold looks of suspicion and distrust at the beginning, the looks that fell on him at this moment were quite warm.

In fact, it's a bit too warm, almost scalding.

Those nuns and monks who happened to notice Herbert's presence stopped what they were doing.

They all nodded slightly at the same time, bowed to the overly young boy, and took the initiative to say hello.

"Good morning, sir."

"Sir Albert."

"Good morning, Sir Herbert."

……

Different names, but the same respect in his eyes.

Their sudden action made Herbert slightly stunned.

"you……"

He was a little bewildered.

I clearly don't belong here and I'm not a role model in their eyes.

It was obvious that they were not on the same path as him, and his path was destined to be with the monster girls.

Obviously... he knew very well that he did not belong here, this was just a temporary place to stay.

But the people in the monastery chose another path.

They had already accepted Herbert without reservation and regarded him as a part of the place.

Herbert didn't think he belonged here, but this place had already regarded him as a part of it.

This tolerance caused Herbert to feel a complex emotion.

I felt touched, but also a little overwhelmed.

This……

Although he felt a little confused, Herbert did not show this emotion on his face.

The corners of his mouth curled up in the most perfect arc, and he leaned slightly towards everyone to return the greeting. His eyes swept across, looking into everyone's eyes and greeting them warmly.

"Good morning everyone."

"Please don't mind me, I'm just passing by."

Really.

I'm really just a Paladin passing by, and I want to go to the kitchen to get some food to replenish my body...

To you, I am just a passer-by.

"..."

Although everyone was surprised by Herbert's words, they also noticed a little resistance on his face.

But they didn't get entangled, and listened to Herbert's request. After the greeting, they no longer paid attention to him and continued with their previous affairs. "Huh..."

Just as Herbert finished returning the gift and was about to catch his breath, a tall figure slowly walked out from the shadows on the side.

"Herbert."

"Hmm? Your Excellency, the presiding judge."

Herbert turned around when he heard the voice and saw the person coming.

At this moment, the presiding judge changed into a pure black robe. Although it still could not completely cover his muscular body, it made his wild aura more stable.

When did he come?
Herbert was somewhat surprised.

If the presiding judge hadn't spoken, Herbert wouldn't even know how long he had been watching silently from the side.

How could I not notice it at all?

"Ah."

The black robe swayed gently with his steps, and the face under the hood was cold and deep, making it impossible to see his expression... and his bald head.

Case solved.

The reason why Herbert didn't notice the presiding judge at the first time was because his bald head did not reflect light!

Without the glaring bald head, the presiding judge's presence suddenly decreased.

The effects of "a bald head emerges from the crowd" and "a hooded man emerges from the crowd" are still quite different.

Herbert was teasing the judge's fashionable "hairstyle" in his heart, but on the surface he asked curiously: "Where are you going dressed like this?"

The three cardinals usually appear in red robes and always look the same.

But now, the presiding judge is dressed in this special black robe... Where is he going?
"I'm going to the sanctuary."

The Chief Judge walked up to Herbert and lowered his head, sizing up the young paladin whom he had always been optimistic about.

He could see the confusion in the young man's eyes and knew that he was somewhat resistant to being accepted by others.

But that’s okay, young people have the right to be confused.

Herbert still has a lot of time to think and make his own choice.

The presiding judge nodded slightly in satisfaction, and slowly spoke in a low and powerful voice: "You come with me too."

After saying this, he said no more and turned to walk towards the secret passage leading to the underground of the monastery.

Ok?
Eh!
I just came back from there yesterday. I've been there once!
What on earth are you guys trying to do?
Are you trying to tease me?
"...Oh, forget it." Although Herbert was full of doubts, he still followed obediently.

Let’s forget about the breakfast snack for now. I won’t starve to death if I don’t eat for a while, so I’ll just go and take a look.

Herbert really wanted to know what the judge wanted him to do... He couldn't just drag him to the sanctuary to chat, right?
I finished talking to the Archbishop yesterday, what else can you ask me to talk about?
The road to the sanctuary was extremely quiet. Neither of them spoke a word. They walked silently through one dim corridor after another and successfully arrived at the basement of the monastery.

Outside the sanctuary, the Inquisitor stopped and leaned slightly toward Bishop Ashes who was waiting there.

"Sir, it's time for your rotation. According to the rules of the monastery, I will take over your duty of guarding the sanctuary for the next period of time."

Then, the Chief Judge walked to Bishop Ashes, folded his arms across his chest, stood outside the sanctuary, and began to be on guard silently.

"Is it that time again?"

Bishop Ashes shook his head and yawned before speaking slowly: "Time flies... Eh? Kid, why are you here too?"

She seemed to notice Herbert at last, and looked at him with interest.

"what?"

Bishop Ashes exclaimed softly, and stared at every detail of Herbert carefully. After a moment, she whispered:

"Kid, you seem to no longer be confused by the old man's words, but you have a new confusion."

The eyes hidden under the hood seemed to be exceptionally sharp, not only able to see what fate had thought, but also able to detect these tiny differences.

Compared to the chaos when he left yesterday, Herbert was still a little confused at this moment, but he was still quite sober.

He got out of it on his own? So fast!

"Not bad, haha, really good."

Bishop Huijin couldn't help but praise him and said with emotion: "Looking at your current condition, it's time for me to take action. Come with me, I will help you solve that little problem."

After saying this, Bishop Ashes, who had finally gotten rid of his job, prepared to take Herbert to his own personal relaxation space.

But just before they set off, before Herbert could even open his mouth, another person became unhappy.

"Ah, sir, what are you going to do?"

The presiding judge coughed and complained, "I brought Herbert here. I wanted to chat with him more at this time."

Herbert was not wrong.

The presiding judge called Herbert here so that he would have a friend to chat with while he was enduring the boredom.

This is the only purpose, there is really no other.

But now, even the only hope is about to be taken away.

"Hmm? Do you have any opinions?" Bishop Ash turned around and glanced at him indifferently.

!!!

The presiding judge, moved by the scene, stood at attention and quickly bowed and nodded to Bishop Ashes.

"...No, not at all! Take care! Have fun!"

He finally realized that when one's own strength is insufficient, it is better not to take risks and do something.

You will get beaten!

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Bishop Ashes smiled with satisfaction and nodded, saying, "Then let's keep doing it this way."

After saying that, he waved his finger lightly, and a huge portal appeared in the open space in front of the sanctuary, and then he took Herbert into the mysterious door.

But behind the door is a special space, a demiplane filled with endless books.

Herbert had already guessed that this was probably the demiplane of Bishop Ashes.

A soft light emanated from the sky, but no source of light was visible.

The space was silent, with tens of thousands of books lurking in the sky out of thin air.

Quiet.

It was so quiet here that it seemed as if time had stopped. There were only the two of them, or to be more precise, only the sound of Herbert's light footsteps echoing.

Finally, after walking for a while, Bishop Ash came to a pile of books.

She stopped, turned slowly, looked into Herbert's eyes, and asked softly:
"Child, I can sense your confusion. Are you troubled by your inner confusion? Is it the malice of others? Or is it the kindness of others?"

Her voice was like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing through Herbert's heart and making him fall into deep thought.

"I am the caretaker of this monastery and the keeper of secrets. You don't have to worry about me telling the secrets to others."

"Don't worry, tell me your troubles. I will help you. No matter what questions you have, I can answer them for you."

answer?

Herbert opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise, "Can you really get answers to anything?"

Bishop Ashes nodded proudly and said confidently, "Don't worry, the books here are enough for you."

"Any secret I know, I can tell you."

Bishop Ashes is quite confident about this.

Until Herbert asked a question she had never expected.

"Mr. Guardian, please allow me to ask you a question."

After stacking the armor, Herbert raised his head, looked at the confident Bishop Ashes, and asked tentatively:

"Um... why is there no sound when you walk?"

Bishop of Ashes:?
You don't cherish such a precious opportunity, and you ask this?

Is this what you are focusing on?!
(End of this chapter)