Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 492 We Will Eventually Walk Together
"Herbert, you'll always be by my side, won't you?"

The fallen angel lowered his eyes and asked softly, in a questioning tone that sounded like a plea.

It's not that I "firmly believe" you will stay by my side, but rather that I "hope" you can stay by my side.

If you were here, I might become stronger.

That's how humbly Lushir hoped, even pleaded.

Herbert, of course, could hear the unspoken meaning in her words and knew what kind of answer she was expecting.

Louis hopes to receive a promise—even a false one would be fine.

As long as he makes a promise, she can stick to it.

His answer, of course, had already been decided long ago.

"of course."

"Although I don't know where the future will lead, nor what kind of trials fate has prepared for us... I think it must be a bloody path full of thorns."

"Oh my, such a terrible future, just thinking about it makes me tremble."

Herbert chuckled self-deprecatingly. Although he said he was afraid, there was no trace of cowardice in his eyes. Instead, his eyes were full of anticipation for the unknown challenges.

He smiled at the fallen angel and said softly, "But even so, my answer will not change."

他 说:

"Of course I will stay by your side."

Even if that means we will eventually face the scorching sun and perhaps be reduced to ashes in its wrath.

"You and I will eventually walk together."

"And I will definitely walk ahead of you and very considerately shield you from some of the damage..."

Herbert blinked, his eyes moving up and down to indicate the height difference between the two, and remarked, "Well, if you could become a little smaller, I guess I could block all of that for you."

Herbert is certainly not short, but when faced with a super-sized car that is five or six meters tall, he still looks a little short.

There's really nothing we can do about it.

If it were only half a head or a full head shorter, he could reluctantly play the submissive role, but with such a large difference... it's truly a case of jumping up and hitting his knee.

"hehe."

Lucille clearly understood the implication in Herbert's words, smiled, and shook his head slightly: "I won't change it, I like my current height."

Perhaps worried that Herbert might misunderstand his meaning, Lucille thoughtfully added, "My current height is perfect for hugging you like this."

As she spoke, she puffed out her chest again, engulfing Herbert once more.

In her current state, the Fallen Angel can not only hug Herbert, but also wrap him up with her wings, creating a perfect height difference.

"You, this... um!"

Herbert was forced to enjoy another round of this, and his eyes became clear. He had no idea where his prepared rant had gone.

The small head occupies the high ground, while the big head abandons thinking.

The House of Commons agreed with the fallen angel.

After careful consideration, the House of Lords also agreed with the House of Commons.

Passed unanimously.

Lu Xier should always be this big, truck-like form, no changes!
"Ahem, well then... Besides, are you worried I'll change my mind? Didn't I already promise you that?"

He looked at the fallen angel with amusement, and teased with a smile, "Luchir, have a little more faith in me! Do you really think I'd let you go to your death alone?"

The fallen angel fell silent at the question, frowned and thought for a moment before shaking his head: "...No, you wouldn't do that."

Herbert is not the kind of man who would do such a thing.

"Isn't that okay?"

Herbert shrugged, rested his chin on the soft pillow, and said meaningfully, "Trust me, and trust your own judgment too."

"After all, the one you believed in last time has only gone astray, not abandoned your ideals, hasn't he?"

"And I think that after being lost for a while, He will eventually turn back into the original Him."

Luhill simply felt that the Sun Goddess was becoming increasingly "cruel" and her ideas were becoming more and more extreme, drifting further and further away from the original path.

But Herbert had a rough idea of ​​Eberstadt's current state, knowing that He had probably not just become stubborn and self-willed—His personality was probably always like that.

The Sun Goddess most likely suffered a backlash when she tried to integrate the rules into herself, and is at risk of being assimilated into the "embodiment of the rules".

If His condition continues to deteriorate, the final result will likely be that He becomes a puppet without any self-awareness, a so-called "god" but actually "a kind of rule-responding machine".

Herbert would not want the Sun Goddess to go down that path, and the world does not need an embodiment of rules who wields great power.

The world is not black and white.

The world needs justice, but not pure, irrational, and cruel justice.

If that time really comes, then "justice" will no longer be just, but will become an extremely dangerous shackle.

If all life were to live under the mandatory constraints of rules... that world would be incredibly boring.

This world cannot withstand a few more brutal and scorching days dominated entirely by "divinity," and needs a compassionate and warm sun full of "humanity" even more.

Therefore, in order to avoid such a dangerous and boring future, Herbert would certainly help the Sun Goddess regain more humanity.

As for the specifics of what to do, that depends on the specific circumstances of the Sun Goddess.

Although Herbert has now nominally become Hermes' "ally," he still lacks the qualifications to negotiate with the Sun Goddess.

Legendary strength is still a bit weak compared to Super Poop Monster; standing in front of Him, one lacks confidence.

"..."

The fallen angel understood Herbert's meaning at that moment, and gently exhaled, hugging him even tighter, as if drawing strength from him.

"If you say that, then I will no longer fear anything."

The fallen angel finally made up her mind, but a certain unscrupulous paladin was not going to let her off so easily.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Herbert smiled and pressed on:

"Then let me ask you... even Him? If we were to confront Him right now, wouldn't you be afraid?"

So, young lady, does that mean you're pretty brave?

"..."

Lucille hesitated for a moment, but then nodded and said, "Well... even if it is Him."

However, compared to his previous bold pronouncements, these words clearly lacked some confidence.

"Really?"

Herbert raised an eyebrow and, as he spoke, intensified the aura of the blazing sun emanating from his body.

Sure enough, he immediately felt the body embracing him stiffen slightly, almost throwing him, this filthy thing, away.

"..."

Lucille hesitated for a while, but still couldn't bring himself to beat up this wicked guy. He just tightened his grip on his body.

Gaga... Crack.

When Herbert heard the soft crack from his spine, his smile remained unchanged, still frivolous, but he subtly reduced the intense aura emanating from him.

Being reckless is an art; you have to be genuinely reckless, but you can't actually die.

Know when to stop; too much of a good thing can be bad.

That was close! I almost got "killed while being embraced by a girl".

Once Herbert had calmed down, Lucille pouted and muttered in a low voice, "Well... I think it's a bit too early to face Him now."

"Well, um, I'll try again." Hehe.

Herbert's lips curled slightly, but he didn't mock Lucille's insincerity. Instead, he hugged her tightly and patted her back lightly.

"It's okay, you're already great."

"Being able to say those words means you've already surpassed your past self and taken a giant leap forward!"

“You can adapt slowly, there’s no need to rush, no one will force you to face Him.”

"I will always be with you."

Under Herbert's reassurance, Lucille's tense mind relaxed, and her body softened, allowing Herbert to fall even deeper into the trap.

"Ah."

The two embraced again and fell silent—until Herbert suddenly broke the silence.

"Well, there's something I've been wanting to say."

"Ok?"

"I said, although your current posture is perfect for a hug, could you please stop kissing my forehead?"

Herbert expressed his helpless protest.

Sister, stop kissing me.

Let's do something else, my forehead is getting bald.

Our relationship isn't quite there yet. If you won't kiss me on the lips, then a kiss on the cheek would be a much better option, wouldn't it?
What's the big deal about kissing someone on the forehead?

What kind of kind person would kiss someone's forehead for no reason?
This kind of treatment always made Herbert feel like he was being treated like a child... something was wrong.

I'm a grown man, not some small horse driving a big cart!

Shut up!

"..."

However, after a moment's hesitation, the fallen angel slowly shook her head, her voice not loud, but remarkably firm, and said:
"……no."

Then, without giving Herbert a chance to struggle any further, Lucille hugged him tightly, locked his body in place, and lowered her head to kiss him hard twice more between the eyebrows.

Mwah.

"No, no—please stop!"

The fallen angel remained silent, only bowing his head repeatedly.

Boop!

……

"Tsk! Stop pretending, that's enough."

"Huh? What did I pretend to be?"

"You still say you're not faking it? All that pitiful screaming, aren't you just trying to seduce someone into kissing you?"

The God of Harmony complained in Herbert's mind with disdain, ruthlessly exposing his little trick of playing hard to get.

By making yourself look so helpless, you're deliberately trying to provoke her!
"Ok?"

Herbert blinked, offering no explanation, but instead asked curiously, "What you're saying sounds a little strange."

"That's strange, why do I smell something sour? Are you jealous of her?"

He was quite surprised; he hadn't expected that Nenesha would feel jealous because of a monster girl who wasn't a god.

"Ha, I'm jealous of her? Humph!"

Nenasha didn't admit to being jealous of a mere fallen angel, but instead gave a meaningful snort: "I was just thinking, I'm not as shameless as some people, making the same promise to others, ha."

Do you know who is the one who has always been with you?

snort!
Bah, scumbag!

?

"Same here... Oh, I see, so that's what you're concerned about!"

Herbert thought for a moment, then quickly realized the problem and laughed, "Are you angry because I promised Lucia I would go with her?"

"Hmph, so you do know that."

"Of course I know, but I regret to inform you that you have misunderstood; these two promises are actually different."

He pursed his lips, unable to suppress a smile, and said, "You've been angry for nothing... Haha, you actually got upset over something like this, Nenasa, you're really adorable."

"Huh? Aren't they the same?"

More than being teased, Miss Humor was curious about the difference between the two promises, and quickly pressed, "How are they different? Stop laughing, tell me!"

"Haha, I'm telling you, don't be in such a hurry."

Herbert smiled, explaining meaningfully to himself: "I told Lucille that I would walk with her, ahead of her, and face the scorching sun with her."

"But you... will walk alongside me."

!!!

Nenasha suddenly realized the difference between the two.

"You mean..."

Herbert chuckled, his tone casual as if he were joking with a friend, and said playfully, "Want to follow behind me? Nenasha, I won't allow you to leave me behind and slack off."

They will follow behind me and enjoy the protection I bring.

And you, my friend.

As my ally, as my dearest lover.

You will fight alongside me.

I won't allow you to desert your post!

Don't even think about slacking off!

Herbert's words may seem like a joke, but they actually reveal a great deal of emotion, showing the special place Nenasha holds in his heart.

You are different.

As for Miss Harmony, she is as strong in offense as she is in defense, and is completely inept at dealing with direct attacks.

Instead of directly expressing his joy at being favored, He feigned displeasure and retorted, "Oh dear~ You won't even give me this little bit of privilege, you're really mean-spirited~"

"That's so mean, really, hehe, that's too much~"

However, the joy that filled his words was something even he couldn't fool.

……

……

While Herbert and Lucille were cuddling and kissing, a monster girl waited with a helpless expression.

"How long are you two going to keep hugging?!"

The Mirror Demon was spying on them, then couldn't help but remark, "So you two actually had such a pure relationship?"

"What's the point of just kissing someone's forehead! Ugh, that's so boring!"

Just then, the bored mirror demon heard a conversation on the other side, and immediately perked up.

She overheard Eliza complaining to Svannie:
"Why did you even think of having me join? It's so exciting the first time, isn't that weird?"

! ! ?

Looks like there's some juicy gossip to come!
(End of this chapter)