Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 8 Qualifications to negotiate terms?

"I encountered the Elegy Mermaid in the alien prison. She was as strong as a monster with high attack and high HP. I couldn't defeat her no matter how hard I tried!"

【? 】

"My disciple is incompetent, I beg the ancestor to help me!"

【? 】

"Goddess, please save me! Please give me a hand! Why are you just looking at me, Goddess?"

【? 】

Lord Harmony did not seem to expect Herbert to react like this. He asked three question marks in succession and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

【……speak English. 】

Please be normal, I'm a little scared.

I finally met someone I can communicate with, why is it like this?

Herbert curled his lips, but finally gave up.

Although it's really fun to get the skin down.

"Oh, so I met a legendary siren today, and she tried to control my mind, but guess what?"

"Hey! Not only was I not affected by her singing, she was actually very nice to me and wanted to give me a loving hug! Amazing, right?"

"So, do you have any idea about this matter?"

【Did you notice? 】

The words become more gorgeous, and one can vaguely feel the happy mood of the person behind them.

"Of course, it's so obvious, and I'm not an idiot, it's hard not to notice."

[Hehe, it seems that you now understand my greatness. 】

"I understand, I understand very well."

Herbert gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his temples, and his face was full of determination.

It's so damn dark.

Let the coquettish female minotaur and female goblin charge at me together...

This kind of dream is definitely not something a human can come up with!
It's so twisted.

Although the Evil God showed a trace of mercy and did not really do it in the end, he did not let Herbert really collapse.

Even so, it has left irreversible damage to his spirit.

The mind is not clear!
The folds in his brain were filled with memory fragments that were as polluted as those of the past.

Herbert shook his head, took a deep breath, and diverted his attention elsewhere.

[As long as you understand, hehehe...]

[With my blessing, a mere legendary sea monster is nothing~]

Speaking of his pride, the evil god even drew a smug stick figure expression on the paper.

[However, the fact that the charm power is ineffective has nothing to do with me~ You might as well think about it, what other protections do you have? ]

Other protections... Oh!

As soon as Herbert thought about it, he realized that it was the pure protection on his body that he despised.

The mind is pure and not subject to any temptation.

Herbert originally thought that this ability would at most give him more resistance to charm, but he didn't expect that he would actually have antibodies against it.

Immune to charm!

Then this would explain why the monastery's higher-ups dared to let him manage the prison alone.

With the protection of the Pure Oath, as long as Herbert does not break the oath on his own initiative, he will not be bewitched by anyone and will not be toyed with by the monster women in the prison.

So, just like the office worker who drinks three cups of black coffee and still brings his own quick-acting heart pills to work overtime at the company, do real tools have their own resistance?
[That's right, although I look down on Him, as long as this stigma protection is still there, all the charm power will be ineffective against you. ]

"But that's not right? Wasn't I bewitched by you last night?"

You almost tricked me out of the room!

[You compare them to me? How much do you look down on me? ]

"Oh……"

You are the evil god, you are awesome.

The corners of Herbert's mouth twitched, and he managed to hold back from asking - if you are so awesome, why can you only go online after midnight?

Is it because you don’t want to?

Or is it that your mom doesn’t allow you to play with your phone, so you can only play with it secretly in the middle of the night?
The two continued to argue for a while, and finally Herbert took the lead in changing the subject and wrote seriously: "I say, let's stop talking about these useless things, shouldn't we talk about business?"

[Oh? What do you want to talk about? ]

"Your purpose, what you need me to do, and the compensation you can provide me."

[Are you threatening me? ]

"Not yet. We are just negotiating at this stage. If you really want to threaten me, we can do it after we fail to reach an agreement."

After talking about business, Herbert's laziness disappeared, his expression became calm, and he didn't care at all about what he was bargaining with.

You know, even if the evil god belongs to the realm of evil, no one can ignore that this is a god looking down on the human world.

The natives of this world may be in awe of such a being from the bottom of their hearts, and believe that the other party is irresistible.

But the reincarnated Herbert did not have such thoughts in his mind, and his attitude towards them was one of fear rather than respect.

[You are very confident~ Are you so sure that I will follow your ideas? ]

Herbert's left hand trembled, and a drop of ink fell from the tip of the pen, quickly spreading on the paper, and shockingly gathered into a piece of weird text automatically.

[Do you really think you are qualified to negotiate terms? ]

You don't really think that you, a mere mortal, have the qualifications to negotiate with the gods?

The evil god made no secret of his contempt and questioned the arrogance of mortals.

And mortals... don't care about it at all.

"laugh!"

Even sneered.

"of course."

Herbert's expression didn't change much, and he stopped playing the pen fairy game of letter communication. He just said calmly: "Because it's not me who needs help, but you."

He leaned back and lifted the stool on its front legs, swinging it back and forth leisurely.

"Don't rush to refute, let me help you sort it out."

"You are the one who came uninvited. You are the one who kept asking me to play this boring game with you. You are the one who was trapped in the seal... also you."

The room was quiet, with only his mumbling echoing.

"Besides, this day has confirmed one thing for me - you are much weaker than I thought."

"Do you really think that I did nothing during the day except hiding in a corner and shivering?"

"I'll give you a little hint. Guess why I asked you about the siren in the first place?"

The young man grinned in disdain, just as he had sneered at the stupidity and arrogance of the gods when the evil god looked down on mortals before.

"Do you really think I'm bored?"

hum-

A faint buzzing sound was heard in my ears, as if the wrath of some being had interfered with reality.

But Herbert turned a blind eye to this and continued talking to himself.

"Your reaction gave me the answer. You are not omniscient and omnipotent."

"You don't know about my encounter with the Siren, what happened at that time, and you don't know the content of my conversation with her... In other words, you actually have no way of knowing what I'm thinking."

"Even if you really are an evil god, you are not as terrifying and invincible as I initially thought."

"Am I right? My dear evil god."

Click.

"Now……"

The swaying chair leg fell down, the boy raised his right leg and asked leisurely:

"Am I qualified to negotiate with you?"

(End of this chapter)