Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 340 One day! (6K plus 124 125)
When did the God of Evil and Lust die?

After hearing this explosive news out of the blue, Herbert's mind was full of questions.

wrong.

No, according to the Archbishop, He did not resurrect after His fall.

But the previous one died and was replaced by the new one?
When the previous god fell, the current evil desire replaced everything of him, took over the priesthood and authority, and made it impossible for the outside world to detect it.

Can I really know such a big thing?

Such secrets should have reached the level of gods and should not be known to the outside world.

Let alone legend, even if it’s an epic, you may not be qualified to know about it!

"It was a thrilling experience back then... huh? Why do you look like that?"

After the Archbishop finished speaking, he noticed Herbert's expression, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Oh! You didn't know about this?"

Herbert couldn't help but want to complain when he saw Lao Deng's expression.

It's not sudden.

He sighed and said helplessly: "Sir, are you sure this secret is really what I should know now?"

Lao Deng, aren’t you harming me?
In the extraordinary world, knowledge represents power.

Some secrets are enough to have an impact just by knowing them!

Everything you say must be examined.

When Herbert knows the secret of lust, he will definitely be the focus of His attention.

Especially, Herbert happened to have a feud with Nieyu before, so... it would be hard for him not to be the focus of His attention.

The only thing he can be thankful for now is that he is in an underground sanctuary, which is isolated from the outside world and cannot be explored by outsiders.

Especially around the archbishop, he didn't have to worry about being retaliated by evil desires... but after he got out, it was hard to say.

Herbert looked at the archbishop with resentment, not even caring about his pretended good behavior.

"...Tsk."

Old Deng, you can brag all you want, I won’t stop you and I will even be your attentive audience.

Why do you repay kindness with enmity and suddenly release such explosive news to harm me?
You hurt me! ?
"hehe."

The archbishop just smiled at the little guy's resentful expression. After a while, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, I thought about it carefully, and it seems that it is indeed not a big deal that everyone knows."

"Someone did say that it should be kept secret back then... Well, forget it, it's not a big problem that can't be solved."

"It's nothing but lust. I didn't care about the previous Him, so why would I be afraid of His successor?"

He waved his hand nonchalantly and said casually: "Anyway, as long as you don't tell other outsiders, there will be no problem."

Herbert was skeptical and asked, "Is it really okay?"

"Do not worry."

The archbishop nodded slightly and said calmly: "Even if something really went wrong, He wouldn't dare to do anything."

"He doesn't have the guts."

"This evil wants to know how his predecessor fell. He knows that if he goes too far, he will be in danger of falling, so he will not act rashly."

"At most, it's just some small tricks that can't be put on the table."

At the end, the archbishop snorted with disdain, not taking the God of Lust seriously at all.

"..."

Although the archbishop was so confident, Herbert still hesitated when he thought of the God of Lust's previous plan to sacrifice the entire city with blood.

It was obvious that there was a tragically thick barrier between his own thoughts and those of the Archbishop.

It was not a big deal in Lao Deng's eyes, just a little trick that could not be shown on the stage, but for him, it was a life-and-death crisis from which there was almost no return.

Different strengths, different realms, different perspectives.

As long as you have enough confidence, you can deal with anything as calmly as the archbishop.

However, if you think about it carefully, the evil blood sacrifice of Malagas may not be as serious as Herbert initially imagined.

First of all, the evil intention was not announced to the world in a high-profile manner, but it chose to proceed quietly.

Secondly, He chose an underground city with a small population, and it was also a slavery city that was generally evil.

Even if the truth is revealed later, the righteous gods will condemn his cruelty and launch a siege on the Church of the God of Sin, but they will probably just go through the motions and will not completely avenge those evil guys who died tragically.

To the good gods, the deaths of those evil guys were in vain.

Such a death might even be considered as ridding the people of harm.

A worthy death!

When it comes to the internal struggles among evil forces, they have always adopted the policy of "don't get involved, just sit back and watch the fire from the other side of the river".

Therefore, the evil desires' practices are actually really a shortcut, a trick that is "not presentable".

If he hadn't happened to meet this troublemaker, he might have really enjoyed this blood sacrifice and wouldn't have to pay much of a price afterwards.

"So... this grudge is really not small." Herbert shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

He could already imagine Nieyu's grief and anger after his plan was ruined.

I've been so careful! I've been so humble! I just want to enjoy a blood sacrifice! Why do people still come to disturb me?

Needless to say, the God of Lust must want to curse.

The angrier his enemy got, the more Herbert wanted to laugh.

happy.

Anyway, the hatred has already been formed, so there is no need to worry about the hatred getting bigger.

"Come to think of it, why did you suddenly mention Him just now?" the archbishop asked after he came to his senses.

"Because when I was in the Dark Region, I happened to see the God of Lust holding a blood sacrifice."

Herbert looked relaxed and said casually, "He corrupted the mayor of that city and used all the residents of the city as sacrifices. He held a large-scale blood sacrifice and made his incarnation come successfully."

hum-

The moment Herbert finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire sanctuary changed instantly!

The old man who had been smiling before now became serious, frowning and staring at the calm-faced young man in front of him.

"Why didn't you tell me when this happened?"

"Don't you know how big a deal it is to let the incarnation of the evil god come? Don't you know how much chaos this will cause?"

"We're just going to let this chaos run rampant?"

The old man showed a rare expression of anger and said in a deep voice: "Did I give you too much freedom and make you forget the most important thing?"

"Do you...really still consider yourself a clergyman?"

At this moment, Herbert really wanted to say something witty, "I think I am!"
But at this moment, there was no way to speak.

The enormous pressure surrounding him almost crushed him!
In just a blink of an eye, the old man in front of him instantly turned from a kind and amiable old man into a bottomless abyss of horror.

Herbert once again clearly realized that the old man in front of him was not the kind old man next door.

But it is a great existence that truly has the power to fight against gods!
Endless pressure spread out from the archbishop's body, filling the entire sanctuary.

The pressure Herbert felt from the archbishop was even more terrifying than the previous incarnation of the evil god, even more epic!
Although it only lasted for a moment before receding, it was undoubtedly the pressure from a saint!

At this moment, Herbert became more certain of a sentence he had read in the classics before - all those who dared to fight against the gods, their existence itself is already an inhuman monster.

When facing such a terrifying monster, all Herbert could do was to tense all the muscles in his body, mobilize all his holy power, and barely keep himself from collapsing.

But even so, Herbert knew clearly that he could not hold on for long.

The fragile body shattered in an instant, and then quickly recovered under the repairing effect of the holy power.

By coincidence, the physical body, which had not been improved for a long time, was improved again at this moment.

In a trance, Herbert heard the old man's low voice: "Tell me, where is He now? I want to stop Him immediately!"

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Herbert seemed to vaguely hear a hint of excitement in the old man's words besides anger.

But at this moment, Herbert no longer had the energy to think about these things, and could only answer instinctively: "No, sir...you can't do it."

"Ok?"

In an instant, Herbert felt that the pressure on his body was relieved by more than half, and his consciousness, which had almost collapsed, returned to normal.

He tried to open his eyes wide, and smiled at the old man who was hesitant in his eyes, "Because, He, has already failed."

The pressure was reduced by more than half again, and Herbert was finally able to catch his breath.

"Cough cough!"

Herbert coughed twice, and without further suspense, he nodded with difficulty under this unbearable pressure and said slowly: "I stopped Him."

call--

In an instant, all the pressure blew away like a gentle breeze, and the sanctuary returned to peace.

"Haha, ha... cough cough."

Except for Herbert's trembling muscles and the sweat soaking his clothes, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

The old man sat quietly, looking expressionlessly at the young man who was smiling fearlessly after committing suicide. He said slowly, without being able to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Do you know what you were doing just now?"

"...I know, ahem."

Herbert forced a smile and bowed his head respectfully to the archbishop: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

He did not blame the archbishop for his punishment in anger, but frankly admitted his mistake.

Rather, after being provoked like this, the archbishop was really restrained and did not really hurt him.

Faced with a clergyman who was already at "risk of corruption", all he did was to question him angrily instead of suppressing him directly.

The Archbishop still has a certain... no, a considerable degree of preference for Herbert.

Think about it, if the person who said those words was the presiding judge, he would probably have...hmm.

Herbert actually knew this better than anyone else, otherwise he wouldn't have been so desperate to keep testing the bottom line.

Although I don’t know where this preference comes from, I’ll just enjoy it anyway!

"Sir, this is what happened. At that time, we..." After pretending to be dead, Herbert seemed particularly well-behaved and began to tell the "truth" of the matter.

Instead of telling the archbishop all the facts, he gave half-truths and half-false explanations.

In Herbert's narration, he happened to encounter a blood sacrifice, relied on the power of the monster girl, the incomplete descent of the incarnation of evil desire, and finally introduced the power of other gods... and finally successfully thwarted the opponent's conspiracy.

After that, the evil god left, and the residents left their corrupted homes and moved towards a new life.

All of this... is correct, but not entirely correct.

Everything he said was true, but it was only part of the truth, leaving out many details.

Herbert believed that the archbishop would be able to hear the loophole in his words, and this little trick could not be hidden from him.

But at the same time, he certainly wouldn't point it out.

As long as it can be explained on the surface, he won't ask any more questions.

This was the tacit understanding between Herbert and the Archbishop.

Sure enough, after listening to Herbert's story, the archbishop looked at Herbert deeply and nodded slowly.

"very good."

"Child, you did a great job." "You ignored the danger and relied on your courage and wisdom to thwart the evil god's conspiracy, protect the lives of innocent people, and save a city. What you did... is worthy of a priest."

Although there may have been various problems in the process, in the end, Herbert did save the city of Malagas.

The one who defeated the gods!

A high-level paladin who thwarted the evil god's conspiracy!

If Herbert's deeds had happened in other churches, they would have been widely reported.

He was written into various stories, sung among the mortals, chanted by bards in the streets and alleys... and might even be compiled into the temple of the church and become a heroic figure.

The Church of God will use this to improve the church's status in the hearts of mortals, and also to promote the belief in its own gods.

Although the monastery lacks this step and does not need its own influence on the outside world, it will also highly praise his feat.

The archbishop lowered his eyes and asked, "So, child, do you want outsiders to know about this deed?"

"No, sir, please keep it a secret for me." Herbert raised his head and decisively rejected this "honor".

He met the Archbishop's gaze and said seriously, "I am still too weak now. I was able to defeat the evil desire with the help of Sfanny and the others, not with my own strength. This false reputation is of no use to me."

If we talk about weak, Herbert may not be that weak.

But now he really doesn't deserve this honor.

The title of "a person who fights against gods with a high-level body" just sounds good, but other than that it's all negative.

The tree catches the wind.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

Once such a name is spread, Herbert will definitely be targeted.

Some bounty hunters in the dark world have set their sights on him, hoping to make a name for themselves through him and gain a foothold by killing him, a soft target that is easy to target.

When you are strong enough, you can use this to fish and use it to gain experience from bounty hunters.

But when you don’t have enough strength, don’t try to commit suicide.

"A wise choice. You're calmer than I thought."

The Archbishop nodded slightly, not at all surprised by Herbert's choice.

Since this guy waited until the last minute to reveal this matter to me, he must have been harboring some hidden thoughts.

"However, although it cannot be known to outsiders, you should still be rewarded."

It is reasonable and just that Herbert should receive a generous reward.

"Child, is there any reward you want?"

Herbert was silent for a moment.

"Um……"

Is there anything you want?
Of course there is.

What Herbert wants most now is, of course, the freedom of the monster girls.

If Valentina and the others could be freed from their status as prisoners, they could then leave the Third Discipline House and the Misty Monastery with good reason and follow him to build and live in the Eldar Territory.

But is this possible?

No... the chips are not enough.

Because Herbert not only wants the freedom of one person, but the freedom of all monster girls.

He is very greedy.

I have to be all!

From the very beginning, he knew better than anyone else the greed in his heart.

And once this door is opened, it will be difficult to resolve it.

If we need to defeat the incarnation of the evil god just to free Valentina, what happens after that?

What else needs to be done?

Once, twice, he could do it, but what after that?

After this happens many times, will he really have to face the true form of the god?
After pondering for a while, Herbert finally gave up the idea of ​​using this trick to free them.

Yes, but not necessary.

"call!"

Herbert let out a long breath, raised his head with ease, looked at the archbishop, and said with a smile: "I hope to gain higher authority in the Discipline House."

"Oh?"

The archbishop was quite surprised by this and took a deep look at the smiling boy.

He had already expected Herbert to make some excessive demands, but he didn't expect that he would only make such a humble request.

The old man hesitated and reminded him considerately: "Why don't you think about it more? Is this enough?"

His meaning was almost clear - kid, you can ask for a little more, it's okay.

There are some things I cannot agree with, but for others, I can be satisfied.

But Herbert seemed quite calm at this time and easily rejected the old man's kindness.

"No, that's enough."

“There are many things I want to get, but none of them should be obtained by relying on rewards from others. One day, I will get them with my own hands.”

He faced the old man calmly and expressed his ambition: "One day, I will get everything I want."

At this moment, the boy's ambition was fully revealed.

Compared with the previous concealment, Herbert has almost brought the matter to the surface.

I will definitely take them away.

One day!
"……Can."

The old man smiled happily at this moment, raised his hand and patted the boy's shoulder, and said with a smile: "If you can do it, then prove it to me."

Even in the current situation, neither of them revealed the ultimate goal.

This is their tacit understanding.

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere between the old and the young returned to its previous relaxed and happy state.

But just as the archbishop was about to continue reviewing his eventful life, he suddenly fell strangely silent.

"..."

He paused for a moment, then slowly said: "However, next time something like this happens, don't take risks again, but notify me immediately, understand?"

Herbert:?

He was still a little confused and didn't know why Lao Deng brought up this matter again.

Isn't this matter already over?

"Uh, yes, I'll try my best?"

As he was wondering, Herbert heard a barely audible muttering: "Oh! Otherwise, I can't take this opportunity to take a stroll..."

Herbert：???

He stared at the old man with wide eyes, but the other party still had an innocent look on his face, as if what he just heard was just the sound of the wind.

So, are you angry that I don’t take the crisis seriously?
Are you still angry that I didn't let you take the opportunity to go out for a walk and relax?
Herbert wanted to find out the truth, but in the end he chose to keep silent.

He spoke his mind freely and expressed his desires.

"...Ahem, sir, if something like this happens next time, how can I contact you?" Herbert asked humbly.

The archbishop nodded with a teachable look on his face and held out his hand to him: "Well, give me your hand."

He gently drew a pattern on the palm of Herbert's right hand with his fingertips, and the light and shadow flashed and disappeared.

"As long as you have this, you can inject holy power into it when you encounter god-level danger in the future... At that time, I will be able to save you, hehe."

Herbert listened to the old man's excited laughter and couldn't help but want to complain.

If you really want to go out, who can stop you?

Just sneak out!

Is it really that miserable?

However, he also knew that some strong people would choose to restrain themselves in order to protect the weak.

The Archbishop is one of these people.

Although he also wanted to go out for a walk, he always imposed more restrictions on himself.

The two continued their conversation for a while, until the Archbishop stopped talking when he could not recall his great achievements in the past.

When leaving, Herbert suddenly turned around and asked, "Could it be that you really want me to visit you more often?"

"Ok?"

The archbishop laughed, shook his head and asked, "Child, why do you think so?"

"Never thought about it?"

"No."

"Really do not have?"

"Haha, kid, you should go."

The boy narrowed his eyes at the old man.

The old man looked back at the young man with a smile.

"understood."

After a long moment, the young man nodded slowly and pushed open the door of the sanctuary.

As soon as he went out, the presiding judge who had been waiting for a long time took the initiative to speak: "Ah, Herbert! You finally came out, let's... um!?"

He watched the young man smile and nod at him, and was about to speak back, but the next moment he was swallowed by the crack behind him.

???

Guardian, why are you here to snatch people again? ! ?

"Your Excellency! I was here first!!!"

The judge's angry voice echoed underground for a long time.

"You can't do this! I was the first one to..."

Click.

"Tsk."

A crack appeared next to the judge's ear, and Bishop Ashes' unhappy voice came out from it: "Why are you making so much noise? If you have nothing to do, just go to sleep!"

"If you make a scene again, I won't let you meet him again."

The judge's mouth twitched when he heard the unhappy voice, and he stood at attention instinctively and said loudly: "Understood!"

Just wait and see!
Anyway, we'll meet each other one day, right?

(End of this chapter)