Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 356 My Tongue Feels Bitter! (Please Subscribe!)
"..."

Lucaria's lips moved in the mirror, as if she wanted to speak several times, but in the end she chose to remain silent.

Lucaria watched as Herbert smiled and nodded at her before continuing to comfort Lucifer, and secretly clicked her tongue.

Tsk.

This boy... no, this man was even more special than she had expected.

Herbert's special qualities are definitely not just due to the strange and turbulent fate that befell him.

After witnessing Herbert comforting Lucifer firsthand, Lucaria finally understood.

Even setting aside the favor of fate, he was still quite special.

Herbert was adept at exploiting the vulnerabilities in others' minds and using them to achieve his own goals.

His ability seems more terrifying than that of most races that make a living by bewitching others.

At least in that scene just now, most people wouldn't even have the courage to utter a sound, let alone comfort a fallen angel.

Even in the past thousand years, she had not seen many people possess such abilities.

Gentle words coat his true purpose with a sweet veneer, making it impossible for people to discern the truth and willingly become his slaves.

No, it's not just about words.

Father, like son.

The fallen angel, caught in the middle of the situation, was unaware of the truth, but Luccaria, an outsider, saw it all clearly.

Every movement, every glance, every pause is a perfect performance meticulously planned and repeatedly considered.

Faced with such methods, even the powerful angel was manipulated at will.

No, perhaps even the fallen angels understand?

Lucaria didn't think Lucir was an idiot who knew nothing.

An idiot might be able to reach the Legendary level by relying on his powerful racial talents, but he will never be able to truly reach the Epic level.

Lucaria believes that there are almost no fools among the epic warriors.

Perhaps it was because the fallen angel understood this that she chose to accept his embrace?

...No, what exactly is their relationship? Why would Lucille follow that guy's orders?

This question intrigued Luccaria greatly.

The fire of gossip burned fiercely in her heart, like a kitten scratching at her soul.

What exactly is your relationship?
Prisoner and warden? Close friends? Or perhaps...man and woman?

They all look somewhat alike, but they also seem to be missing something.

If I had to pinpoint a feeling, the relationship between the two of them seemed more like that of a superior and a subordinate—and, surprisingly, the angel was at a disadvantage!

This is utterly contrary to the principles of Heaven!

Lucaria pondered for a long time, frantically fabricating new historical anecdotes in her mind, adding sequels to the previous ones.

"Overthrowing the Superior! When Angels Prostrate Themselves at the Feet of Mortals!", "A Few Things About Angels and Mortals"...

After devising all sorts of dramatic and heart-wrenching love stories, Luccaria let out a long, satisfied sigh.

"call!"

cool.

She enjoyed writing it.

Regardless of the facts, she didn't care; she had already enjoyed the experience in her mind.

"Humans are truly terrifying... Another one skilled at manipulating people's hearts, heh."

She sighed inwardly as she watched Herbert and Luchill push open the portal and disappear into the distance, shaking her head with a sense of melancholy.

"I'm genuinely curious."

"Compared to those unfortunate guys who flirt with many women, are fought over by them, and ultimately fall apart, what kind of ending will you ultimately face?"

Will you have a peaceful death?

She didn't know exactly how many women Herbert had been involved with, but from what she had seen so far, it was already quite a few.

Dragons, mermaids, angels...

"Speaking of which, do you genuinely like it, or were you forced onto this path by chance or necessity?"

These women connected to him are all extremely powerful monster girls, each possessing the brutal ability to tear him to shreds.

Did Herbert never feel fear when facing these partners?
Humans fear monsters.

Humans have hunted monsters countless times, yet they are afraid of them and see themselves as pitiful weaklings.

For humans, mating with other races has always been a taboo subject that people are reluctant to discuss—although the number of hybrids has never been small, few people bring these issues to the forefront.

Now, a paladin has embarked on the most forbidden path, yet unexpectedly, he has not lost the protection of holy power and his oath.

So, are you convinced that you are on the right path?

Because they firmly believe in the righteousness of their actions, their will will not waver, and their holy power will not disappear.

Herbert's behavior, in her eyes, was undoubtedly walking on a knife's edge, dancing on the edge of a cliff, and the slightest carelessness would lead to the most tragic end.

But this uncertainty is also what makes it so appealing, making people curious about the final outcome.

How far will you end up?

Lucaria sighed, shaking her head and chuckling, "I hope you don't end up like those people, dismembered and torn apart..."

"I hope I can witness all of this, haha."

At the end of her reflections, Miss Mirror Demon suddenly smiled eerily.

She looked around and, after confirming that Herbert had completely left and would not be returning anytime soon, she relaxed.

"call!"

Click click click.

The mirror slowly shattered, and a slender, semi-transparent hand emerged from it and pressed against the edge of the frame.

Then, a small head slowly emerged from the mirror.

At this moment, Miss Mirror Demon no longer replaced anyone's reflection, but instead wore an unfamiliar face.

She had a girlish, delicate face, and elfin, pointed ears peeked out from her silver hair.

Her hair, like flowing mercury, fell smoothly down her back, swaying gently against gravity with her movements.

The Mirror Demon's large eyes were like two deep, silvery lakes, pure yet mysterious, with countless emotions shifting with each glance, making it unpredictable.

All sorts of emotions come from her memories of what she saw and heard, from the stories she recorded.

However, when those silvery-gray eyes darted around, all the mystery vanished, leaving only a mischievous and lively quality.

"Hmm... Whew!"

She stared wide-eyed, cautiously looking around, and then slowly let out a long sigh.

"Thank goodness, he didn't seem to notice. Hehe, it's good that I made a backup plan!"

Lucaria sighed, gently patted her chest, and floated out of the mirror.

Her slender body was as delicate as her appearance; she was estimated to be only up to Herbert's chest, making her look quite petite. Behind her were a pair of fairy wings that looked like they were made of broken glass.

Her body seemed to be bathed in moonlight, the translucent silver light outlining her slender curves, and every inch of her skin exposed outside the silver-gray gauze dress was covered with fine, spiderweb-like cracks.

After stepping out of the mirror, she stretched lazily without any regard for her image.

As she stretches out, these cracks refract starlight-like fragments of light, which refract into each other within her body.

"Hmm~ Ha!"

"Hmph, that lewd and foolish paladin would never have imagined that this is my true form!"

Although the Mirror Fairy is special and can imitate the appearance of other creatures, it is still a fairy at heart, not much different from other spirits such as flower fairies, tree fairies, and water fairies.

They have their own true appearances—the ghost-like form they are currently in is Lucaria's true "true form".

Just like "the true name of a demon must not be known" and "the devil's contract must be obeyed," the Mirror Demon race also has special constraints.

As faceless mirrors, their true appearance cannot be seen by others.

Once their true faces are seen, they can no longer transform into their appearance in front of that person, losing their greatest security.

No one had ever seen Lucaria like this before.

All those people saw were their own reflections in the mirror, without exception.

She was revealing her true form not out of carelessness, but to complete a special ritual. Lucaria took a deep breath, concentrated all her energy, and licked her fingers with the tip of her tongue.

Using the silver liquid smeared from his fingertips, he slowly wrote an ancient language that had been lost on the surface of the ancient mirror.

“I will witness it.”

The first line of text lit up with a silver light, then slowly sank into the ancient mirror and disappeared.

“I will record this.”

The second line of text also disappeared after it was written.

“I will tell you.”

When the third line of text was finished, the two lines of text that had disappeared earlier reappeared.

"Haha~"

She chuckled contentedly, her silvery tongue lightly licking her lips as she watched the three lines of text vanish.

Witness, record, and narrate.

The ceremony is complete.

In the future, whenever Lucaria wishes, she can appear in the mirror reflected by Herbert, replacing his shadow and quietly observing him.

Even if Herbert isn't in front of the mirror, she can still "see" him as long as she pays a small price.

However, she will also be subject to certain limitations; her physical body will become more fragile, and she will no longer be able to jump to another mirror.

There are pros and cons.

This was the decision Lucaria made; she had already identified Herbert as her next subject of observation.

She will witness Herbert's future, record his experiences, and finally tell his story to others.

She was willing to pay a price for this.

Anyway, I'm locked up here and can't get out, and outsiders can't get in, so my main body won't be in danger.

Just right~
Now, the biggest drawback is gone too.

What a genius I am!

Just as Lucaria was basking in the glory of her brilliant idea, she heard two soft knocks behind her.

dong dong.

……Um!!?

Lucaria snapped out of her daze and turned to look behind her.

who!!?
"Um, may I ask, who were you just calling a foolish paladin?"

Behind him, Herbert pushed open a small portal that only revealed his face, and asked with a curious look, "Miss Luccalia, could you tell me the answer?"

After reading her monologue, Herbert finally decided to ask her a question.

Were you talking badly about me behind my back just now?

! ! ?

Faced with Herbert's questioning, Luccaria completely panicked: "What are you doing here?!"

wrong.

When did he arrive?!?
How come I didn't feel anything at all?

and many more!

Did he see my true face?
Upon realizing this fatal flaw, Luccaria froze on the spot.

Herbert looked at her with a smile and said casually, "Nonsense! This is the disciplinary office. As a warden, where can't I go?"

Herbert glanced sideways at the Mirror Fairy, who had a look of utter disbelief on her face, and curled his lip.

What?

I just startled you, why are you making such a long face?

What's so bad about that!

Don't you know that I control the sealing array of the Mirror Space?

Don't you know that once I activate the map in the Discipline Center, I can teleport back at will?

Oh.

You really didn't know that?
That's okay.

Oh, by the way.

Herbert winked at Luccalia, his gaze falling on her mouth, and said with a teasing smile, "Your tongue is quite erotic."

The silver tongue looks very astringent.

"Shut up, you pervert!"

Completely broken down, Lucaria grabbed her hair and shouted angrily, "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!!!"

"Oh dear, why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a bad mood?" Herbert blinked, wondering why she was reacting so strongly all of a sudden.

Menopause, you mean?

Lucaria was unable to explain her pain and could only clutch her hair, crying helplessly.

"Go away!"

"Go!"

Spicy balls!

This is a complete disaster!
When Herbert mentioned the color of her tongue, she finally understood her situation—Herbert would only see her true face.

Having completed the ritual, she could now peek into Herbert's life, but at the same time, she couldn't pretend to be like him in front of him.

That means...

Whenever Lucaria tries to secretly observe Herbert, he can clearly see himself reflected in the mirror.

Isn't this awkward?
Now, he's completely tied to them!?
"It's over..."

Elda.

dong dong.

"Teresa!"

Yunier knocked on Theresa's door and asked, "Have you changed your clothes? May I come in?"

There was a moment of silence in the room before Theresa's weak voice rang out: "...Yes, it's all changed. Please come in. The door isn't locked."

"it is good!"

Click!

Yunier pushed open the door, but instead of going in directly, she peeked inside from outside to make sure she wouldn't disturb Theresa before stepping in.

There was no bed in the room; it was practically bare.

But this isn't someone from a particular territory deliberately targeting anyone; everyone is treated the same.

In this special place, it's already quite good that we were able to make this simple room; there are no luxurious materials like silk.

Yunier sat down next to Theresa and asked curiously, "Theresa! I heard you accidentally fell into the water just now?"

How could you be so careless?

Theresa pursed her lips, shook her head slightly, and offered no further explanation.

"It's nothing, I was just distracted for a moment."

Sophia had warned her not to tell anyone about what happened before Lord Herbert returned, so as not to cause controversy.

She didn't want to say more, but Yunier didn't want to give up so easily.

"Um……"

Yunier looked at Theresa's expression, hesitated for a moment, blinked, and then suddenly lowered her voice, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "Judging from your expression... are you thinking about Lord Herbert?"

Theresa: ? ? ?

how do you know?

Wait, that’s not right!
Why did our conversation bring him up?

How did you guess that?
(End of this chapter)