Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 61: It's Over (24)
Blake didn't know that his expression had revealed a lot. He adjusted his mentality, took out the two letters from his arms, and presented them with both hands.

"Your Highness, we have been ordered to bring you the Grand Duke's reply and... a handwritten letter from Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"A letter from Filia?"

Herbert frowned slightly, picked up the letter with the Frost Crystal Royal Emblem on it, and was about to open it.

"Your Highness! Please wait a moment!"

Blake hurriedly spoke, anxiously trying to stop him: "Her Royal Highness the Princess has instructed that you should read it when you are alone..."

"You want to teach me how to do things?"

Herbert's voice was cold, all the expression on his face disappeared, and only indifference remained in his eyes.

"Warrior, remember your identity."

"Are you a retainer of Silver Wing? Or a retainer of Frost Crystal?"

Blake was stared at by those light grey eyes, and for a moment he actually felt uneasy and subconsciously took a step back.

This is! ?
"No! Your Highness, I..."

He wanted to explain something, but in the end he lowered his head and said respectfully: "I am a feather of Silver Wing."

"Ah."

Blake felt a little confused at the moment, because in his previous impression, His Highness Herbert was not like this.

Is this really His Royal Highness Herbert?

He is gentle, well-educated, and prefers art to martial arts. He is a perfect and elegant heir to the nobility.

He treated servants like them with gentleness and kindness, and never showed any aristocratic arrogance on the surface.

but now……

Even though Herbert's eyes were not bulging with anger, and his expression did not even change, the intimidation brought by that glance just now was far greater than the pressure brought to him by many of his peers!
He even felt like he had encountered an earth dragon!
Why does His Highness have such a terrifying aura?

What on earth has he been through here! !?
On the other side, Herbert opened the letter, glanced at it, and then closed it.

He lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then told Blake, "Okay, I know everything."

"Retreat now. You can have a good rest in the guest room. Rest here for a few days. There is no need to rush back."

Blake nodded and obeyed happily: "Yes."

Herbert remembered something and added, "...By the way, the grass carp soup in the monastery is very good. You guys should eat more at night and drink more soup to warm your bodies."

"what?"

Blake blinked and nodded honestly: "Oh, okay, thank you, Your Highness."

"Go."

After Blake left, Herbert, who was standing there, narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the letter paper with his fingers, and whispered silently:
"Filia... heh."

Just now, after opening the letter, Herbert skipped the rest and glanced at the end of the letter.

At the end of the letter, there is this sentence - "Herbert, I hope you can come to my coming-of-age ball."

There was only one sentence repeating itself in Herbert's mind at this moment regarding this invitation.

"At this point, are you... kidding me?"

Night falls.

Herbert rarely went to the Third Discipline House to chat with the monster girls that night. Instead, he sat alone in front of the desk in silence.

At this moment, he was really moved and understood why Nenasha had said before that sleeplessness was not a reward but a punishment.

Being able to stay awake forever is undoubtedly a gift, which can extend the time for work and study.

However, when you really want to relax but can't fall asleep, it can become a torture.

The night will punish everyone who is awake. There is no escape, no sinking, no stopping...

And this painful entanglement will grow larger with the blessing of the night, gradually devouring your entire soul.

People generally call this situation late night emo.

A clear mind will always maintain active thinking, constantly deducing and reviewing the past events in your life that you want to forget.

Every mistake I've ever made, every wrong word I've ever said, every wrong thing I've ever done...

Here is a piece of advice for everyone. At this time, please do not post any updates or updates on your Moments!
Otherwise, you will most likely dig out a villa with your toes the next morning, and get a few nicknames like "Affectionate Brother" or "Drunk Alone Brother" from others.

Don't ask me how I know this, I just have a friend like this.

Really!

"..."

Herbert finished reading the two letters and opened the package of the magical product.

The reply from Grand Duke Silver Wing was very ordinary, even formulaic.

He simply greeted Herbert as a father and encouraged him to improve himself in the monastery and not to bring disgrace to the Albert family.

Other than that... nothing.

There was no concern for him, nor any talk about other things at home.

Reading the whole article, the language is not harsh, but it seems very stiff, and the text is filled with a sense of alienation like a stranger.

After reading it, Herbert casually threw it aside and didn't take it seriously at all.

As for the magical product [Ring of Suffering] that was delivered, its effect not only perfectly met Herbert's requirements, but also had some additional capabilities.

It can not only protect against other people's mental control over you, but also help you suppress your own emotional fluctuations and maintain a calm mind in daily life.

This is a high-level magical product, not far from being a legendary item. It's obvious that the person who prepared this item put a lot of thought into it.

But there are some problems with the appearance...

Well, there are big problems.

It looked like a black silk collar, but no matter how Herbert looked at it, it looked more like a... collar.

Uh?
What does this mean?

Herbert didn't consider what the old man meant by that for the time being, and just regarded it as his poor aesthetic taste...

He himself didn't plan to take this thing with him, but he wasn't going to throw it away either, as he just happened to have some candidates who were a good match for this thing.

Ok.

There is a very suitable dragon candidate.

Who on earth is it?
It’s really hard to guess.

If these were all Blake brought, Herbert wouldn't be confused at all, but they brought another handwritten letter.

In this letter, Filia spoke to Herbert in a tone that was very familiar to him.

Filia first expressed her sympathy and regret for Herbert's previous experiences.

It also stated that she was not in the royal city when the incident happened, and had no relationship with the "personal maid". She suspected that someone had pretended to be her at the time, etc...

After that, he carefully inquired about the details of Herbert's life in the monastery and cared about his recent situation.

She also offered to help him solve his financial problems and told him to tell her if he needed anything.

It was not until the end of the letter that Filia extended a sincere invitation to Herbert - hoping that he could attend her coming-of-age dance in two months.

(End of this chapter)