Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 83 The Man Behind the Scenes (24)
"The Royal City Guards, the Witch of the North... hehe."

"You really don't want to let me go."

Herbert couldn't help laughing to himself as he thought about the details he had just received from Blake.

Things got interesting.

Someone couldn't help but take the bait.

Herbert knew that his fishing letter home would definitely attract the attention of those who had been staring at him.

But what he didn't expect was that these people had such poor patience and were so impatient.

To this end, they even went so far as to reach out to the Misty Monastery.

Who is qualified to plant an eye in the royal guards and send him to the Duke's house as an insider early on?

The interior of the Frost Crystal Royal Family is probably even more chaotic than he thought.

As for the amulet, it is even more interesting.

The Northern Witches, whose full name is the "Northern Witch Mutual Aid Alliance", is also called the Witch Club by some people.

The North is a vast area covered with ice and snow with rugged terrain, including towering snow-capped mountains, deep and cold ice valleys and mysterious glacial lakes.

Once upon a time, the North was one of the most developed regions of ancient magic civilization. However, after a war between gods long ago, the magic kingdom in the North was destroyed, leaving only many broken ruins, turning it into an uninhabited restricted area.

Due to the harsh environment, ordinary humans rarely set foot here, making it an ideal hiding place for persecuted witches.

Compared to ordinary witches, witches are mostly wild wizards and warlocks with inhuman features, who are persecuted by others because of the awakening of their talents.

Later, under the advocacy of several legendary witches, the wandering witches gradually came together and established the Witch Society.

The original purpose of this alliance was to protect them from persecution from the outside world, while sharing the magical resources of the North and exchanging magical skills.

But later, as the mutual aid association grew, they gradually evolved into a powerful magic organization.

Although the name remained the same, they also absorbed some male wizards and warlocks in addition to witches, making their faction more complicated.

If Herbert remembered correctly, Filia's mother was once a member of the Northern Witch Alliance.

She was also one of the twelve chiefs of the alliance. She voluntarily withdrew after giving birth to Filia and handed over the position to others.

If we look at it this way, the identity of the person behind the initial frame-up of Herbert seems to be becoming clearer and clearer.

There don't seem to be many candidates who are related to the Frost Crystal Royal Family and the Witch of the North.

"So, my dear friend Filia, what role did you and the people behind you play in this process?"

Herbert did not rashly conclude that Filia was the real mastermind. There were too few clues and more evidence was needed to prove it.

But no matter what, she is really a big suspect.

"……hehe."

But Herbert was not in a hurry. Once he returned to Frost Crystal City, everything would become clear.

What he needs to think about now is how to deal with the crisis facing him.

The two bishops did not ask about Blake's matters. In their opinion, such trivial matters were not worth mentioning at all.

The two continued to move forward after Herbert came back, silently leading him towards the Sealed Sanctuary where the Archbishop was.

Bishop Rusty Nail is a cold and taciturn person, and Bishop Thorn is so silent for some unknown reason.

Are the relatives coming?

Herbert followed the two bishops around the monastery for half an hour, and finally passed through a huge door and walked down the long stairs to the underground of the monastery. The underground space was unexpectedly large, as if a huge air-raid shelter had been dug out, but it was not cold, and there were traces of great power everywhere that could not be achieved by human power.

At the end of the stairs, Herbert saw a huge stone door standing out of nowhere.

There is no entity in front, behind, left, or right of the stone gate, as if it is just an ordinary door that has not yet been installed.

And in front of the gate, he saw the third bishop in a red robe.

"Your Excellency the Watcher."

Herbert bowed along with the other two bishops. He was also somewhat curious about this mysterious bishop.

For example - what exactly are the watchers guarding in the monastery?
"Is he that young man?" The guard's gaze passed over the others and fell directly on Herbert, as if he was looking at him with some curiosity.

"Yes."

Bishop Rusty Nail nodded and moved aside to let Herbert pass.

"Come, young man, come to me."

The guard chuckled and said with some emotion: "It has been many years since that old guy has been so interested in a young man."

Old thing?
This old guy you are talking about, could he be the archbishop?
Herbert blinked, not daring to think too much about it, and walked obediently to the guard, bowing slightly to show humility.

This one is more powerful and older than the other two bishops, so you'd better just obey him.

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"hehe."

The guard seemed to be amused by his appearance. He laughed twice and shook his head gently: "Young man, don't be nervous. Relax a little. Do you know why he wants to see you?"

"Probably." Herbert nodded and answered as a matter of course: "Because I did something that was slightly beyond the line."

"Just 'slightly' crossing the line? What you did really surprised me."

The guard smiled and said jokingly, "If this is just a little bit for you, then what is really crossing the line?"

"Uh..." Herbert said uncertainly, "Release all the prisoners by force?"

?

The guard's expressionless shadow stared at Herbert for a long time, then laughed in an inappropriate way.

“Hahaha, hahaha… funny, you little guy are really funny!”

The guard laughed so hard that his robes shook. He shook his head in amusement and said, "I'm a little curious now. What do you want to say after you meet him?"

"The furious can be controlled."

Herbert answered honestly, and at the end he added: "Although I am the only one who can control her."

I raised her.

"So, do you think you can successfully control her?"

"Complete control... probably still can't be achieved at the moment."

Herbert hesitated for a moment but did not exaggerate. He chose to tell the truth: "But my presence can give her certain constraints. As long as it does not endanger her life and my life, she will listen to my words."

"Is that just it?"

"at present."

Herbert looked at the guard and said seriously, "After all, I have only been in contact with her for more than a week."

(End of this chapter)