Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 283 Cyril (New Year's votes requested!)
In Herbert's previous life, there was a very famous joke.

The general idea is that a famous person meets someone else head-on on a road that is only for one person.

The other party expressed his contempt and declared that he never gave way to fools.

But the famous person smiled and said that he was just the opposite.

If this were a story in school, the teacher might say that this story reflects the grace and humor of the famous person, who cleverly resolved the embarrassment.

But if Herbert were to say it... that's not the case at all.

Herbert said this just now purely to anger this young man who was full of inexplicable hostility towards him.

I'm just being sarcastic.

I confess, I just wanted to piss you off.

And judging by Cyril's subsequent reaction, Herbert had obviously succeeded.

"What are you talking about?"

Cyril quickly realized the sarcasm and mockery in Herbert's words, and felt his cheeks instantly getting hot.

He glared at Herbert's back angrily and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

However, although the muscles in his forearms bulged, the blade was not drawn out.

Is it the guilty feeling because you know you are in the wrong?

Or is it the caution that comes from knowing that one cannot win?
Or... fear?
Herbert felt the anger behind him that dared to speak out but not to take action, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter.

He tilted his head slightly, looked up and gave the other person a bright "friendly" smile.

"hehe."

After entering the training ground, Herbert recognized the boy.

Still a celebrity.

Herbert actually had some impression of the young man's background, and he had even heard of his past stories.

Cyril Anvil.

She had just turned nineteen, with messy short black hair and dark eyes.

Although his height was not outstanding, he had a very strong body, especially his bronze arms, which were full of muscles, as if they were infused with the power of Nine Dragons.

It’s a pity that his head doesn’t have a pointy top.

As the youngest son of a blacksmith who was oppressed by the nobles, he can almost be seen as the standard protagonist template of a paladin of commoner origin.

Cyril was born in a remote countryside of a principality. His mother died early, and his father raised two sons alone with great difficulty.

Life was extremely hard at that time, and that greedy noble had exploited his subjects to the extreme.

The harvest is getting worse and worse, and the taxes are getting higher and higher.

In the end, even a craftsman like a blacksmith, who should have a stable life, found it difficult to live a normal life, not to mention that Cyril's father had to raise two half-grown sons.

Fortunately, Cyril's brother picked up the hammer and helped his father share some of the work, which improved efficiency again.

Otherwise, Cyril would have starved to death at the age of four.

But the good times did not last long. Under the lord's endless greed, even that kind of life could not be maintained.

In just five years, Cyril's father's health completely collapsed due to the high intensity of work and weakness.

He died, meeting his tragic end after a life dedicated to his lord.

But it's not over.

On the seventh day after his father's death, Cyril's brother also collapsed by the fire.

Exhausted by fatigue, he fell headfirst into the fire and was burned to death by the flames.

So, at the age of nine, when his father and brother died one after another from overwork, Cyril became an orphan.

Just after someone buried his brother's body, Cyril finally exploded.

Under the strong stimulation of the separation from his relatives, he actually awakened a special power.

Perhaps it was the atavism of his ancestral bloodline, or perhaps it was the mercy of the gods, but Cyril possessed the power he had always dreamed of.

He became a professional and gained power many times greater than that of an ordinary person.

No other fancy abilities, just pure power.

The hammer that he could barely lift before became as light as a stick in his hands.

With that strength, he was able to easily smash through the plate armor with his war hammer!
Well, the problem is coming.

What happens when a bullied victim suddenly possesses extraordinary powers?
It's revenge.

So, on the night when the blood moon fell ten years ago, Cyril killed his way through the entire lord's mansion alone.

The lord who was so stingy that he was unwilling to give up even a copper coin forgot the most important thing - he did not treat the people around him well.

When Cyril arrived, the guards who were supposed to be loyal to their duties decisively chose to escape in the face of life and death crisis.

Cyril used the iron hammer left by his father and brother to smash the greedy and evil nobleman and his descendants into meat paste one by one.

Hammer after hammer, leaving no one behind.

The nobles did not give his father and brother a chance to live, so Cyril did not give the nobles' children and wife a chance to live.

Just when Cyril was about to smash the hammer at innocent people, someone finally stopped him.

Just when Cyril was about to go crazy and become a lunatic, he luckily met the Knights who were passing by.

No, they were not just passing by. The Knights themselves accepted the request of a fugitive and led a team to eliminate this evil noble.

But they arrived a step too late and failed to save Cyril and his family.

The story after that is pretty clichéd and ordinary.

Cyril was successfully accepted and adopted by the monastery, changed his mind, and was trained to become a qualified paladin.

He has compassion for those who are suffering from persecution and will do his utmost to fight for them to get everything they deserve.

However, it may not be completely qualified.

Cyril had an overly persistent dislike and hatred for the nobles, even to the point of being somewhat unreasonable.

He even despised his fellow monks who were of noble birth.

Although they don't get into direct physical combat, conflicts with others often become awkward.

Hatred.

This hatred did not affect Cyril's beliefs, but instead made his will stronger, because it was with this hatred that he got to where he is today.

At the same time, his own talents are also outstanding.

Since he awakened as a professional at the age of nine, it took him only ten years to reach a high level.

This time is very slow compared to Herbert, but for others, it is very fast!

Born in a humble family and going through miserable experiences, coupled with talent, strength, and faith... Cyril has almost got the script of an old-school protagonist.

He naturally became a hope for the civilian faction of monks in the entire Misty Monastery.

Before Herbert came to Misty Abbey, Cyril was highly regarded and some monks considered him to be the best of the younger generation.

It can even be said that there is a possibility that he will become the new leader in the future, and there is a certain chance that he will become the new Knight Commander.

The two cardinals and the chief judge were both born into commoners, and although the Knight Commander was not biased towards the nobility, he could not hide his origin. If the Knight Commander was also replaced by a new Paladin of commoner origin, then they would be completely satisfied.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Although the monks do not have too many worldly desires, they still have their own persistence on this issue.

Although Cyril was the most outstanding, he was not the only one like him. There were many similar "geniuses" in the monastery.

They usually fight with each other, but also encourage and chase each other.

But all this has become old news.

When Herbert showed up, things took a subtle turn.

After a month of silence and forbearance, Herbert, the "incompetent and stupid nobleman", suddenly became a different person.

From the perspective of Cyril and the others, Herbert was like an insidious poisonous snake, which finally showed its sharp fangs after hiding for a month.

Herbert showed his extremely sharp edge!

At the beginning, Cyril and his friends just felt a crisis, thinking that there was another competitor.

But soon, everything was different.

In just over a month, he reached a high level, easily tamed a legendary dragon, bloodbathed the evil nobles, and rebuilt order for a country...

Especially when Herbert returned victoriously from the Frost Crystal Dynasty, everyone shut up.

At that moment, when he stepped into the monastery with great momentum, Cyril and the others even felt that they saw the dazzling sun.

The light that Herbert emitted unconsciously easily overwhelmed the fireflies emitted by Cyril and other geniuses who were once highly expected.

The dream is shattered.

As the person involved, Herbert didn't even notice their existence.

The strong never care about the wailing of the weak.

It was not until he saw Cyril's angry resistance that Herbert realized that his sudden appearance might have rewritten the original script of many people.

If Herbert had not appeared, Cyril would have been the undisputed protagonist and his future would have been bright.

But Herbert came and snatched away the identity, status and expectations that "should have belonged to Cyril".

As for the resentment caused by this situation, Herbert could only shake his head silently.

So what?
Even if Herbert is gone, there will be Gus, Duncan, Ian, Aiwass... There will always be other better talents appearing in the future.

Someone said: "All the unfairness in this world is due to the lack of ability of the parties involved."

Although this may not be correct, it does make some sense.

Instead of hugging yourself and crying here, complaining about the unfairness of fate, it is better to fight hard.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this connection that Cyril openly defied Bishop Rusty Nail's arrangements in front of everyone - although Herbert still didn't know what the specific task was.

Herbert was calm, but Cyril, who was ridiculed, was quite angry.

He suddenly forgot why he was being ridiculed before, and glared at Herbert with gritted teeth.

"You! You..."

Herbert brought out the Six Arts of the Internet and said faintly, "Look, you're anxious again."

Cyrillic:!!?

"Okay, be quiet."

Finally, the Knight Commander's usual cold and indifferent voice suppressed everything and made Cyril regain his composure.

The cardinal, whose body was pierced with rusty nails, was quite calm.

He paid no attention to Cyril's previous protests, nor to Herbert's adding fuel to the fire, but instead turned his gaze to the two prisoners behind Herbert.

After seeing Eliza's guilty look, he took a closer look at Sfanny who was wrapped up all over.

Finally, he returned his gaze to Herbert, but his expression and eyes did not change.

According to Herbert, the Knight Commander has been pouting his face the whole time... well, he looks very strong and is also good at taking away other people's mothers.

After everyone quieted down, Bishop Rusty Nail said slowly, "You are to carry out the mission of the Warden."

"You are required to go to the dark region to collect specific materials. This is a mission, but also a dangerous experience."

"Every time you go on a training trip, the monastery will arrange for a protector to accompany you. This time, Herbert and his companions will be in charge."

He finished his cold explanation and added more casually:
"You can choose to accept the arrangement and follow Herbert's command."

"You can also go it alone after you have the opportunity to refuse. The choice is in your hands."

To put it simply - listen if you want to, but don't scream when you die.

This knight commander is not a person who appears cold on the outside but is warm on the inside. His indifference is consistent inside and out.

He shoulders the mission of the position of Knight Commander and performs his duties meticulously.

I would also be reluctant to let Herbert, an excellent seed, get into danger, and I would be worried about him being in risk, but it was just worry.

At present, only the muscular bald judge can truly mobilize his emotions... and make him curse at him with real feelings.

"Hmm? Is it the mission of the Lord Warden?" Herbert's eyes widened slightly after hearing this.

How is it her mission?
And he even asked me to protect these people by name...

Herbert immediately thought of what he had asked Bishop Ashes before. She was the first person to know his next plan.

Did Bishop Ashes know that he was going to the dark hell, so he deliberately arranged for these people to travel with him?

But what's the point of bringing along a bunch of burdens?

Although Herbert had many doubts in his mind, he nodded quickly and accepted the task happily.

"I understand. I will protect everyone and will not let His Excellency the Guardian down."

Since I can't resist it, I can only enjoy it.

Bishop Ashes shouldn't be so childish as to deliberately add burdens to him to make things difficult for him... Only Nenasha could do such a thing.

[“Hmm? Hello!”]

After casually dirtying the God of Harmony, Herbert turned a deaf ear to His complaints and continued to think about the current situation.

"That means that Bishop Huijin arranged these people based on her own plans and arrangements."

"And since these people are going to travel together, we can't enter in a high-profile manner. We need to keep a low profile and not be exposed."

This is nothing. Herbert and his men originally planned to enter the village quietly without firing any guns.

Now there are just a few more companions and the goal is a little bigger.

"Oh, this can actually be a disguise. Even if we are discovered, they will only think that we are a group of paladins who are here to cause trouble. They will not guess that we are going to assassinate the Dark Elf Matron..."

As for the use of these people...well, how to disguise them, Herbert just happened to think of a brilliant idea.

"A caravan and slaves disguised as slave traders seems like a good choice!"

"correct!"

"And that Cyril, he looks like a good slave!"

Let me make it clear that this is not an abuse of power for personal gain!
He is really suitable for this role.

(End of this chapter)