Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 348: The "Sucking" Fallen Angel (Subscribe!)
Let Lucier take off his armor... Of course he can't take it off.

After all, Miss Fallen Angel is not some hungry dragon that can be tricked with food, and she won't be so obedient.

She's not stupid!

Facing Herbert's unreasonable request, Lucier just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at him quietly without saying a word.

So, I asked.

Do you want to listen to what nonsense you are talking about?

Until Herbert finally coughed lightly and naturally changed the subject: "By the way, Lucier, do you know? I got some news about the Church of the Sun outside this time."

He talked about the topic that Lucier was most interested in, but the fallen angel's reaction was not as excited as he expected.

"Ah."

She just nodded slightly, smiled faintly, hummed, and waited for him to finish.

Herbert was a little surprised by this and asked, "Aren't you curious?"

That's not right, why is the reaction so bland?

In Herbert's impression, Lucier has always had quite complicated feelings towards the sun.

Although he betrayed the Sun God, he did not hate Him that much. At most, he just mocked His arrogance.

Her downfall was simply due to her choice to betray God because of different ideologies.

As for the Church of the Sun, Lucier also has a complex feeling of love and hate.

Although he no longer belongs there, he forgets this from time to time and often puts himself on the side of the Sun Church during conversations.

And this time I clearly brought what she was most interested in, but she acted so rational... so cold.

Lucier looked at Herbert's puzzled expression and smiled slightly, then shook his head and said, "I am very curious, but I had already guessed it before you said it."

"guessed?"

Herbert was puzzled and asked curiously: "What is the basis for your thinking?"

"It's the smell."

The wings behind the fallen angel trembled slightly, causing a weak air current that blew Herbert's hair.

The air current blew over Herbert, then circled in the sanctuary and blew back in front of the fallen angel.

Lucille breathed in gently through his nose as the air current blew, and nodded slightly.

"You smell like the sun."

She explained calmly, "You have the remaining scent of the scorching sun on you. Others won't notice this, but I won't ignore it."

“I’m really familiar with it.”

Lucier finished his explanation calmly, but Herbert was a little uneasy.

"Ok?"

odor?

No, isn’t your nose so sensitive?

You have been able to smell it for more than ten days. Is that a dog's nose?

Also, there is another problem here.

If your nose is so sensitive, then you shouldn't smell only the scent of the sun.

The smell of vampires, dragons, mermaids...can't you smell them all?
No, it should be said, the smell of the late night, the smell of the sky, the smell of the sea... ahem.

Don't you know too much?
Herbert looked at the fallen angel with a subtle expression, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"You...well, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Let’s not talk about it for now.

Let's wait until Lucier asks, otherwise it will look like a suicide truck.

If you don’t say it, then I won’t say it either.

See how long you can hold out without asking!
Just when Herbert made up his mind and prepared to play dumb, Lucier also made a move.

She did not curiously inquire about Herbert's "friendly inter-race communication", but slowly opened her arms towards him.

Lucier stretched out his hand towards Herbert, made a "want to hug" gesture, and asked gently, "Can I?"

?

Hmm? What is this? Hey, you...

Herbert was a little confused by Miss Fallen Angel's sudden attack and didn't know why she did this suddenly.

Which sentence you just said led to this action?

"..."

However, although Herbert was full of confusion, facing the request of Miss Fallen Angel, he hesitated for less than half a second and nodded happily.

Although I am not such a weak type, I am usually in the attacker's position.

But, facing a request for a hug from a heroic and gentle monster girl...it's really hard to refuse.

I don’t believe anyone can bear it!

Herbert took a step forward calmly, opened his arms, and let the angel embrace him.

"Thank you."

Lucier thanked him softly, hugged Herbert tightly with his four arms, and lifted him up slowly.

As his toes left the ground, the weight of Herbert's entire body fell on Lucier's arms, but he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he experienced the ultimate enjoyment of zero gravity.

His chin, and even the lower half of his face, were all lifted up.

Herbert felt as if he were sinking into a soft bed, embedded in it.

At this moment, there was only one word in Herbert's mind - this is so fucking soft!
Although Valentina is also very wealthy, she cannot compare to Lucille in terms of size in human form.

The ten centimeters height difference between them may not seem like a big difference, but you'll know once you try it.

In addition, Miss Fallen Angel's body is much softer than people think, very, very soft.

This is a ridiculous contrast.

Lucille was once the sharpest blade in the hands of God, but her body is softer than that mermaid made of water.

It's like a pastry that will break if you touch it, and it will melt if you touch it with your tongue.

Of course, if anyone really dared to treat her as a snack, then he would probably be close to becoming a snack.

"..."

Herbert's tongue moved in his mouth, wondering whether he should take the risk and commit suicide.

To be or not to be, that is a question worth considering.

At this moment, I was defenseless in someone else's arms and should not have any thoughts of committing suicide.

But unfortunately, he had just killed an epic monster girl not long ago and escaped unscathed.

Herbert is now at his most arrogant and bold.

Life is what I desire; righteousness is what I desire.

You cannot have both, so you would rather sacrifice your life for righteousness.

Rush!

What are you doing?
I was just a kid who wanted to know what the candy tasted like.

But just as Herbert was about to devote himself to scientific research and stick out his tongue to taste the quality of Miss Fallen Angel, a deep breath sounded above his head.

"Suck--"

The fallen angel lady hugged Herbert tightly, sniffed his head hard, and exhaled with satisfaction.

"what!"

At this moment, Herbert was stunned.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Lucier who was immersed in the experience with his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

“…Ah?” Wait a minute!
Are you sure it's not my script you took?
Shouldn't I be the one smelling you?

How come it's you who is sucking me?

Who among us is the hunter?

……hiss!

Could it be that I am the prey?

It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have become a lamb that sent himself into the wolf's mouth.

Ya, Yamete!
Herbert struggled symbolically for a while, then gave up and left with peace of mind.

Family members, it’s done.

You all saw it. It’s not that I didn’t struggle, it’s that I simply couldn’t escape.

I struggled, but in vain.

Try your best, you can't win!
So, I just lay down quietly.

He enjoyed the softness he deserved and allowed himself to be "sucked wildly" by the fallen angel lady. For a moment, he empathized with the small animals that were ravaged by humans.

It turns out that this is the price you have to pay for “not wanting to work hard”… well, it’s not bad?
And after being sucked for a long time, Herbert felt that it was a bit out of character to do nothing.

So he didn't want to be outdone, so he exposed his nose and started inhaling.

Suck—ha!

The two of them "cuddled closely" quietly for a while. After Miss Fallen Angel sucked it contentedly for a while, she finally stopped her presumptuous behavior.

"Herbert, thank you for putting up with my somewhat offensive... hm?"

Lucille was thanking him when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

What's going on here?
"Mmmmm...ha!"

Herbert wanted to answer, but his mouth was stuck in there and he couldn't "pull" it out at first, so he finally opened his mouth with great difficulty.

He smiled, and did not ask Lucier why he wanted to taste his scent like this, but said mysteriously: "Lucier, let me tell you a secret."

"Actually, you guessed wrong."

"The aura on me doesn't actually come from the Church of the Sun."

"Do you want to guess who this is from?"

Ok?
And this topic really diverted Lucier's attention.

"You mean, it comes from a certain person favored by God? That person is actually also a member of the Church of the Sun."

"Wrong, guess again." Herbert shook his head with a smile.

Not really?

"...No, that's impossible."

The fallen angel thought about it carefully, and finally he became firm in his belief that Herbert was just trying to trick him.

"If even this power does not belong to the Church of the Sun, then who on earth can possess this power?"

"The arrogant Sun God will never tolerate his authority being coveted by others. Any god who has the courage to offend him will be disgraced."

As long as the scorching sun has not completely set, no one will have such courage and strength.

"It's still not right, think about it again?"

"Since you can't guess it, I'll announce the answer."

Herbert smiled and no longer kept the secret. He quietly revealed the answer to the puzzle: "Tell me, is there a possibility that this aura actually comes directly from... Him?"

"He? Who are you talking about? Who dares... huh!?"

After thinking about it out of habit, Lucier instantly realized the true meaning of this sentence.

Him.

HIM!!!
But in a moment, although Lucille did not react, Herbert knew that her heart was not at peace.

Because he intuitively felt the changes!

This was not because he was good at seeing through people's hearts, but because he felt it physically - the soft body he was holding before suddenly became hard.

The smooth and soft pastry suddenly transformed into hard steel that was tempered by the scorching flames of the sun and hammered by endless disasters!
hard!

how to say?

I don't mean anything else, it just hurts my chin a bit.

As Herbert was expressing his feelings, he felt the gaze from above.

"You mean to say that you have entered His sight?" The fallen angel's voice lost its previous calmness.

"You...became His Favored One?"

Although it still sounds plain, one can still taste the excitement in it.

If Herbert really became the one favored by the Sun God, then everything about him would be known by the God.

Her existence will also be exposed to the Sun God, and all these years of hiding will become meaningless.

So, rather than asking Herbert whether he had become a God-favored One, Lucier was asking him whether he had betrayed him...

But Herbert did not answer immediately, but looked at her quietly.

His eyes swept over the fallen angel lady's pursed lips and stiff cheeks, and he couldn't help but smile with pleasure.

"hehe."

Here, you finally showed such an expression.

I thought your heart was really made of iron!

Wouldn't this break the defense just the same?
After Herbert laughed jokingly, Lucille suddenly realized something. She pouted unhappily: "Herbert, are you lying to me?"

She reacted.

If Herbert really betrayed me, it would be impossible for him to put his safety in my hands.

He was trying to scare me on purpose! ?
"Lie to you? No, I never lie~"

"I can't tell you the details, but I just used some minor tricks that are not worth mentioning."

Herbert smiled proudly and said, "This aura does come 'directly' from the Sun God, but it was not given to me by Him. Well, I picked it up."

In order to reassure Lucier, he also "thoughtfully" comforted him, "Don't worry, he hasn't noticed me yet, and I won't reveal any news about you to him in the future."

After scaring Miss Fallen Angel, Herbert took a deep breath of pleasure, savoring the sweetness of victory.

Cool~
He still felt unsatisfied with just this, so he deliberately asked, "How was it? Were you a little scared just now?"

"……Ugh."

The corners of Lucille's mouth twitched, then drooped weakly, complaining: "Herbert, has anyone ever told you that you are really mean sometimes."

This paladin's character is really bad.

"Is there? It seems like yes, but it also seems like no~ But it doesn't matter, everyone likes me anyway."

Herbert blinked his eyes with a smile, and then said seriously: "If I have to choose, I would rather stand by your side than be exposed to the scorching sun."

Lucier fell silent upon hearing this and looked at Herbert quietly.

After a long moment, she sighed and asked, "Is this considered a mockery?"

"No, it's a promise."

Herbert put away his playful expression, looked seriously into Lucier's eyes, and nodded firmly.

他 说:

"I will choose you."

Compared to the gods who are high above.

Of course I prefer you in front of me.

(End of this chapter)