Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 337 What Reward Do You Want? (5K First Update)
"Well, Miss Lukalia, I'll see you later."

"Well, I hope you can keep your promise."

"Don't worry, I always keep my promises."

When the person in the mirror left, Herbert picked up a piece of black cloth at hand and covered the mirror with it.

If you want to block the prying eyes of Miss Mirror Demon, this simple physical blocking is actually the most effective method.

This is the same as how to prevent your own camera from being hacked by outsiders.
There are two best ways.

Or, just physically block the camera.

Or, just don’t install the camera.

Choose to solve the problem directly from the root cause.

First of all, the option of "smashing the mirror" is naturally not an option.

The mirror itself was a gift from him to Valentina, and he no longer had control over it.

Besides, if the mirror were destroyed, it would undoubtedly be a provocation and declaration of war against Miss Mirror Demon...which is unnecessary.

The previous knock and repair is enough, any more would be considered a malicious provocation.

"……call."

After doing all this, Herbert finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Herbert was actually quite satisfied with this "friendly" exchange with Lukalia.

Judging from the results, Herbert made his position clear, demonstrated a tough attitude, and obtained the Mirror Demon's promise... It can be said to be a relatively perfect result.

But in fact, judging from the entire process of the conversation, he was still somewhat dissatisfied - only with his own performance.

He was actually quite tense mentally and was under a lot of pressure secretly, not as relaxed as he appeared to be on the surface.

This is also why Herbert did not go to the mirror space in person, but chose to communicate with her through the mirror - in order to reduce some of the invisible pressure during head-on confrontation.

Although Lukalia is now under the control of Herbert and is a prisoner under his management, and there is a mirror between them, the pressure is still high.

After all, this mirror monster was not the first epic monster Herbert had encountered, but it was the first epic monster he had to confront head-on.

Although Lucille was an epic who fell from a saint and was even stronger than him, she did not actually show much strength and did not put much pressure on him.

Miss Fallen Angel has always behaved very introverted, actively restraining herself at all times.

But this mirror monster is different. Although she has no real ill intentions, she never hesitates to show her strength.

He could easily trap Valentina, an epic dragon, in a mirror, could use a medium to cross floors and display his power, and could easily disguise himself as someone else...

If the two had met in another place, Herbert would have definitely been more alert and chosen to escape at the first opportunity.

Fortunately, the third commandment gave him the confidence to break the impasse.

And compared to Valentina, a lonely monster girl who is ignorant of the world, Lukalia is an observer who has witnessed countless lives.

She's not easy to fool.

So Herbert did not choose to lie directly, but used another method, which he called "honest deception."

Although there was an element of disguise, it was not much and I told the other person quite frankly - I was just using my power to overwhelm them.

You know I'm bullying you, but what can you do?

What, you are not convinced?
This behavior is quite arrogant, even overbearing - but it is the best solution for the current situation.

When the other party's strength and experience far exceed yours, it is difficult to have an equal conversation.

If you still want to suppress the opponent in this situation, you can only start from other aspects.

A special status, or a strong will or momentum.

Needless to say, Herbert spent some time thinking about the latter.

Take the initiative to take the lead in the conversation right from the start, and then strengthen your image from time to time afterwards.

And finally, after achieving an overwhelming victory, he deliberately ended the topic and steered the new topic in another direction - a direction that would make the Mirror Monster embarrassed to explain.

It is no exaggeration to say that Herbert completely dominated the conversation between the two and was leading Lukalia by the nose.

"Also, although her intelligence is not low, she is not as mature as I imagined... She is in a very healthy mental state!"

He doesn't have the feeling of an old antique at all. Instead, he looks like a naive kid with a head full of clever ideas.

"Is this the pure heart of a child who has seen through the mundane world? Or does she actually have some special qualities that I don't understand..."

"Could it be a special body?"

Although all the monster girls encountered in the Third Discipline Institute are special, they all have unique skills.

But Herbert couldn't infer from this that all the prisoners here were special individuals - what if Old Deng had other ideas?

No one except him can say that this thing is dead.

All we can say is that the probability of it being a specific variant is very high, but it is not absolute.

The main problem was that Herbert had little contact with ordinary mirror monsters and was not clear about the differences between them and Lukalia.

"We still don't know enough about mirror monsters. We can't be sure of their specific personalities, characteristics, and traits... Well, I'll go look for information from Bishop Ashes later."

After reviewing and summarizing his performance, Herbert nodded slightly and sighed with emotion: "Fortunately, she is easy to talk to and has no ill intentions."

"If this had been Valentina at the time of our initial contact, who knows what the outcome would have been."

After thinking everything through, Herbert slowly stood up and stretched hard.

He first turned his head to look at Valentina who was still sleeping beside him, and then smiled softly when he saw that her brows had relaxed and she was sleeping soundly.

"It looks like she's gotten through the most difficult phase."

Herbert raised his hand and gently scratched Miss Hungry Dragon's nose, pinched the tip of her nose, leaned down, and kissed her gently on the cheek.

"You sleep well here. I'm going to leave for a while. I hope you'll be awake when I come back."

After a friendly exchange (warning and threat) with Miss Mirror Demon, Herbert chose to go to the next place - still without reporting to the Archbishop.

Lao Deng is there anyway. He doesn't have anything else to do in the monastery all year round and he won't run around. So why rush?
Compared to my lovely monster girls, there's no need to rush for the archbishop or anything like that.

"Yeah, that must be it!"

After thinking this, Herbert pushed the door open and walked into the portal leading to the lava hell.

"Flora, rejoice! Your emperor is back—eh?"

When Herbert walked into the lava hell, he was about to reminisce with the succubus lady who obeyed him, when he suddenly felt that something he caught out of the corner of his eye was a little wrong.

He suddenly turned his head and looked to the side - first at eye level, then looking up.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Herbert discovered that the bronze fortress was much taller than he had imagined, at least ten meters taller.

No, how could it become taller and bigger in the Bronze Fortress?

Puberty?

When did Miss Devil have the guts to build illegally?

Aren’t you afraid that she will order me, an outstanding employee of the Market Supervision Bureau, to make rectifications?
"She is...oh!"

Before he could express the abstract thoughts in his mind, his eyes moved downward and saw the bottom of the fortress - there were traces of being soaked in lava, leaving behind hardened dark red lava.

At this moment, Herbert realized the truth.

It wasn't that the bronze fortress grew taller; it was that the water level of the lava pool dropped.

But that’s not right either!

Why did the water level of the lava pool drop? And it dropped so much!

Could it be that there is a hole under the lava hell?

Gulu.

When Herbert was confused, he heard a slight sound behind him, and the head of Miss Succubus slowly emerged from the lava pool.

Flora first carefully observed the surrounding situation, her eyes wandering around, trying to find the hidden dragon thief.

After searching for a while without finding it, his gaze finally fell on Herbert and met his confused eyes.

"Ah! Master, it's you."

Herbert: “Ah?”

What do you mean it was me?
Is there anyone else coming here?

"Huh, you're finally back... That's great."

After recognizing Herbert, Flora breathed a sigh of relief, and completely emerged from the lava pool, saying with emotion: "You are finally back. If you hadn't come back, the lava pool here would have been drunk dry."

Drink it up?

Herbert became even more confused and didn't know what Flora was talking about.

Who has nothing to do but drink this...Oh!

A shining figure suddenly appeared in Herbert's mind. Who would do such a thing?

So hard to guess!

"…Did Valentina do it?" Herbert licked his lips, sounding a little embarrassed.

Flora was slightly relieved to see that Herbert had already figured out the murderer, and nodded helplessly: "Since you have already guessed it, there is no need for me to explain it."

"You guessed it right...it's her."

"It's Valentina."

After hearing this unsurprising answer, Herbert breathed a sigh of relief, covered his forehead, and couldn't help laughing.

"……hehe."

My friends, when people are speechless to a certain extent, they will really laugh.

In this prison, only Miss Dragon is like a hungry ghost, not even sparing the lava pool.

"Ms. Valentina drank all of these... and those, and over there, too. Um, all of them."

The succubus's petite bat wings flapped gently, and she floated up. She took Herbert around and pointed at the surrounding potholes and the large and small lava pools that had already reached the bottom.

Here, here, and here.

It's all her fault!

"Yeah, okay, okay, stop talking... I know everything."

At this moment, Herbert felt like a poor parent who had to clean up his own child's mess. He was dragged to the crime scene and had to identify the masterpiece left by his own child.

Although it is not a big problem, in many cases it can be perfectly resolved by simply paying compensation according to the price and sincerely apologizing to the victim.

But, this thing is... embarrassing.

Shame on you!
"Flora, you've suffered."

With a hint of apology and helplessness, Herbert raised his hand and pressed it on Miss Succubus's head, rubbing it hard as if to cover up his embarrassment.

"what!"

Miss Succubus was suddenly touched by Herbert and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she suddenly controlled her instinctive reaction.

She was held down by Hurt's hands, unable to move at all, and she didn't want to move either.

What are you hiding from?
This is not a punishment, it is clearly a reward for yourself!

The powerful vitality emanating from Herbert would automatically penetrate into various acupoints in her body even if she did not actively absorb it.

"...Well, actually, it's okay." Flora felt the warmth coming from her palms, secretly sniffed the essence coming from her master's body, and relaxed with satisfaction.

Although Flora's knowledge told her that further action would definitely achieve better results, she still suppressed the idea.

For so many years, she has been trying hard to resist this depraved instinct - until now, it is still the same.

After rubbing for a while, Herbert suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"Wait, Flora, didn't you tell Valentina that this lava can actually be considered your bath water?"

You know, Flora has been soaking her body in these magmas all year round, absorbing energy from various lava pools to sustain herself...

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is bath water.

"..."

Flora slowly opened her eyes and did not answer directly at first. Instead, she raised her hand and placed her palm on Herbert's hand and moved it.

"Ah."

Signal him to continue and not stop.

She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at Herbert.

Is your apology insincere?

Why did you stop halfway?

"Oh, I'll continue." Herbert realized that he was wrong and continued with a smile.

This time, in order to apologize, he changed his technique. Instead of rubbing it hard, he worked hard on his fingers.

Let your fingertips slide gently over your scalp, tapping various acupuncture points like a massage.

After Herbert got serious about it, the massage produced remarkable results.

!!!

"Hmm~"

Feeling this tenderness, Flora reacted strongly. She subconsciously tensed her body, even clenched her toes, and almost hummed some unpleasant sounds from her nose.

"Um...ahem!"

She coughed forcefully, trying to cover up her embarrassment, and said in unison: "I actually told Valentina, but...she didn't listen."

Speaking of this, Flora was also very helpless.

"At the beginning, I really didn't tell her anything. I even specially prepared a lava pool for her that had not been contaminated by me."

"I thought she wouldn't drink much, so I didn't say anything. But... after she finished drinking those pools, she was still not satisfied."

"I had no choice but to tell her the truth. The rest of the pool was soaked by me over the years."

"However, Valentina hesitated for half a minute before accepting it readily."

"Besides that, she, she also said..."

Miss Succubus hesitated and frowned in confusion, her expression still showing the confusion and slight fear she had when she faced the dragon.

"She said it's okay, or even... better?"

At this moment, not only Flora was confused, but Herbert was also not able to escape.

Herbert：???

No, Valentina, what do you mean?

Say!
Which bar are you from?
"What happened next? Never mind. You don't have to tell me. I can guess it..." Herbert hesitated, shook his head, and couldn't bear to ask any more questions.

I won’t ask about the details. Generally speaking, there will be no discrepancies. So let’s give the child some face.

Herbert looked at Flora and said to her earnestly: "I'm sorry, it's really hard for you."

"...Ah, it's nothing." Seeing how serious he was, Flora blinked and laughed.

"Master, you don't have to apologize for her, and I don't need anyone to apologize to me."

"After all, this is not my territory. It's just a cage where I'm imprisoned. Even if Valentina drinks up all the magma here, it won't have any effect on me."

"Besides, the magma will still regenerate...it will only take a few decades, which is not that long."

Flora was only complaining to Herbert about this embarrassing incident, not really wanting him to admit his fault.

Just like she said, this is a cage, not some private territory.

Herbert took the initiative to bow his head as a master, which made it difficult for her as a follower.

"Huh? Oh..."

Herbert thought about it and found that this was indeed the case.

He didn't know when he started to subconsciously regard the cages that held these monster girls as their territory...

Is it because the environment of these cages is too compatible with their living habits?
If you think about it this way, it seems to be true.

From the beginning, the Third Commandment House did not have the characteristic of deliberately torturing prisoners that Herbert had imagined.

In the beginning it was barely enough, but once he gained control of the first few levels of authority, the environment changed completely.

If their freedom were not really restricted, they could be considered to be in a fairly comfortable environment.

There is water where the sirens are imprisoned, there is magma where the demons are imprisoned, and there is no light where the vampires are imprisoned...

Using the Water Prison for the Sirens! Using the Fire Prison for the Demons! Using the Dark Prison for the Vampires... It can also be considered a kind of performance art.

Although Valentina's smuggling and stealing of magma destroyed Flora's residence, it was actually not a big deal.

"If you think so, then...is this matter over?" Herbert asked tentatively.

"Of course, if you want to reward me, or if you want to compensate me a little, I have no objection." The succubus replied with a smile.

Ok?
Herbert looked into the succubus' eyes, his expression suddenly turned playful, and he chuckled and asked, "Oh, then tell me, what reward do you want?"

"Well, I want..."

Just when Flora was shyly preparing to express her request...

boom!
There was a loud noise coming from the bronze fortress.

"Hahaha! I succeeded!"

Flora: ???

(End of this chapter)