Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 369 Waiting (Please Subscribe!)
"Um……"

The tall, heroic legion commander stood silently, his lifeless gaze seemingly piercing through the thick fog, falling towards the direction from which the unusual fluctuations were coming.

It seems that the holder of the other fragment of the Heroic Spirit Pool has become abnormal.

But it is not important.

Throughout these long years, powerful individuals have always found fragments of the Pool of Heroes and claimed them for themselves.

They fought each other for control of the fragments, and the victor would enjoy the benefits of the Heroic Spirit Pool for a long time.

Just now, the legion commander sensed a peculiar disturbance.

That was a feeling I had never experienced before!
He seemed to sense that fate was calling him.

He seemed to see something, yet he also seemed to see nothing at all.

"That is……"

The legion commander remained silent, deep in thought.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

It's as if they're hoping for something.

But in the end, he did everything.

He didn't send any troops to investigate, nor did he make any defensive preparations. He simply silently withdrew his gaze and looked at the training ground in front of him.

Ahead of him, the Legion of Heroes was fighting silently.

Their battle was devoid of deafening shouts of killing; only the silent clash of limbs and fluctuations of energy emanated from it.

They split into two factions and attacked each other.

Every heroic spirit gave their all, their eyes gleaming with unwavering fighting spirit, launching attacks on their comrades without hesitation, unleashing powerful energy with each swing.

A heroic spirit suddenly charged toward his opponent, his weapon gleaming with a chilling light. After a stalemate of several minutes, he seized an opening and struck his opponent ruthlessly.

boom! ! !
The struck Inlington was severely injured, his body flying out like a kite with a broken string, and crashing heavily to the ground.

The victors did not become complacent, but instead seized the opportunity to rush towards the next "enemy".

The loser struggles on the ground, his wounds breaking open and dissipating into streams of light before collapsing and unable to rise.

The other heroic spirits in the battle paid no attention to this, and not one of them even glanced at it.

Nobody cared, nobody paid attention; this was a scene that had been seen countless times before.

Only the supervising heroic spirits who were watching over the battle dragged up their seriously injured comrade and casually threw him into the pool of heroic spirits that was radiating light behind them.

The energy of the Heroic Spirit Pool slowly enveloped the severely injured man, rapidly repairing his riddled body, and he soon opened his eyes again.

Meanwhile, the other heroic spirits did not rest; they quickly adjusted and began the next battle.

When the severely wounded hero recovered completely, he immediately got up and threw himself back into the battlefield without hesitation.

The battle continues.

They charged at each other furiously, sparks of battle flying in the silence.

They fought in an endless cycle, as if they were not only comrades-in-arms but also mortal enemies.

The battle never ends.

This scenario has been going on for many, many years.

In fact, they did not know what they were fighting for, but only one thought remained in their minds: they were always preparing for and waiting.

Even if the god you served has already left.

Even if their efforts may never be worthwhile.

They are still fighting.

They are waiting.

Waiting for the return of the gods.

Waiting for an opportunity to prove myself.

Prove their loyalty, prove their worth.

"call……"

After gazing for a long time, the legion commander sighed silently, picked up the weapon beside him, and slowly walked towards the center of the battlefield.

The moment the legion commander entered the battlefield, the heroic spirits on both sides stopped their attacks and looked at him with fierce yet respectful eyes.

click!
Without a word, all the heroic spirits took up their weapons once more.

This time, however, they are no longer each other's rivals and no longer need to fight each other.

Because they had a common enemy.

Legion Commander!
And so, the heroic spirits let out their first roar.

"war!!!"

Faced with the attacks of his subordinates, the legion commander simply raised his massive weapon in silence.

"war!!!"

He roared and slammed his weapon heavily onto the ground.

boom! ! !
The massive shockwave sent all the attacking heroic spirits flying!
"Eh?"

On the other side, Valentina, who was also engaged in battle, twitched her ears, as if she had heard something.

Huh?
She paused, her body swaying back and forth, and turned her head to look into the distance.

It looks like there's a fight going on over there?

Miss Hungry Dragon thought for a moment, then nonchalantly looked away.

She didn't take the unusual fluctuation to heart.

"Hmm... well! It's nothing to worry about~"

What's so strange about fighting?

Isn't this normal?

I'm fighting too!

However, her intuition told her that the other party must be quite strong.

If you have the chance, it would be best to find an excuse to fight!
Valentina loves fighting.

However, even after advancing to the next level, I haven't encountered a suitable enemy yet.

That three-headed chimera didn't give her any satisfaction at all; it easily killed her.

How disappointing!

While she was distracted, Herbert did not let his guard down and immediately seized the opportunity when she was lost in thought.

"There is a flaw!"

Herbert seized the opportunity when Valentina moved, and suddenly exerted his strength, immediately turning the tables and pinning her down.

One second, two seconds, three seconds—taken down!
Suppress the hungry dragon!

However, before Herbert could feel smug, Valentina, having regained her senses, revealed a satisfied smile.

"Hehe, I'm excited that you finally came!"

"Since that's the case, then I'll get serious too!"

She gave Herbert no chance to react. With a swift movement of her long legs, she locked Herbert's waist tightly.

"Hehe! I won't let you escape~"

Herbert felt the pressure until he couldn't break free at all, and pursed his lips.

At that moment, he realized that he had no way out.

So Herbert took a deep breath, no longer thinking about a way out, his gaze as firm as if he were about to save the world.

"Then let's fight!!!"

Ultimately, the battle raged until sunrise the next day, finally ending with Valentina's humiliating defeat.

Valentina overestimated her abilities.

Although her stamina was almost limitless, her sensory endurance had its limits. After several defeats, she gave up in a sorry state.

Having narrowly escaped defeat, Herbert held the lazy, spoiled Miss Hungry Dragon in his arms, watching the sun slowly rise on the horizon, unable to come up with a new law of sunrise for the moment.

The kidneys are empty.

My mind went blank.

He's no longer in sage mode; he's practically ready to become a monk.

He had always longed to improve his strength, but even after improving his strength, he still did not meet his expectations and was unable to suppress Miss Hungry Dragon in a crushing way.

After thinking for a long time, he finally nodded slowly, muttering to himself, "Yes, strength... I still need to improve my strength..."

As the sun rose fully, Herbert's blank consciousness gradually returned, no longer in that state of emptiness, and Valentina also awoke from that intoxicating pleasure.

But the two still did not separate, still embracing each other like conjoined twins, sitting in the pool of heroes, feeling the water washing over them and experiencing each other's warmth.

Valentina's normal body temperature is always very high. Even when she is in love in human form, her body surface temperature is around 40 or 50 degrees Celsius, like a big furnace.

Most people might not be able to handle this warmth, or even be willing to get close to it.

But for Herbert, who isn't bothered by the heat, Valentina was like a hand warmer, very comfortable to hold.

It's warm and thoughtful.

"Valentina, are you coming to Elda with me later?"

Herbert looked at Miss Hungry Dragon, whose eyelids were drooping, and said helplessly, "Never mind, forget I asked."

She's so exhausted, how could she possibly have the energy to go to Eldar?

"Ugh—I'm a little tired!"

Valentina lazily snuggled against Herbert's chest.

She felt affection for Eldar, the settlement she had established with Herbert, but she didn't have much affection or particular feelings for the other residents.

One is that they are not familiar with each other.

The main reason is that Valentina is very sleepy right now.

She really wants to sleep now.
After successfully breaking through, she was already mentally exhausted, not to mention the constant fighting that followed—even though she brought it upon herself.

I feel comfortable, satisfied, and exhausted.

Yes, it's time to sleep.

Herbert had little hope for the energy of this hysteriac of the monastery.

It seems that Valentina's sleepiness hasn't improved at all after her breakthrough... Oh well, as long as it doesn't get worse.

Herbert didn't have any particular expectations for Valentina.

The child doesn't need to go to school or work, so she can sleep whenever she wants.

"Can you go back by yourself?"

Herbert looked down at the calm surface of the Heroic Spirit Pool, and his eyes flashed as he successfully spotted the Mirror Space.

He could go back anytime he wanted—even when Valentina had just taken advantage of him.

Don't ask him why he didn't run away earlier.

Asking is a way of playing hard to get, a little fun between two people, don't worry about the details.

However, according to Herbert's own speculation, his ability should be limited to himself and have certain limitations on others.

Sure enough, Valentina didn't understand Herbert's meaning and blinked without thinking, saying, "Sure, I'll fly back!"

From Miss Hungry Dragon's perspective, the water surface remained unchanged, and she couldn't see the Mirror Space, so she couldn't teleport back.

“Then I’ll fly back right now, haha—” Valentina yawned widely and was about to get up and fly back to the monastery.

As a result, just as he was about to stand up, Herbert grabbed his cheek and pulled him back down.

"Hey! This tonic is so sticky!" ("Don't pinch my cheek!")
Although she kept complaining, Valentina didn't struggle. She just obediently pouted and looked at him with resentful eyes.

What are you doing!
Herbert couldn't help but laugh at her expression, tapping her forehead with his other hand and saying irritably, "Where are you going? Are you trying to fly to the heavens?"

“Yes!” Valentina nodded.

That's right, I'm going to fly to the sky!

Herbert was so angry he laughed. He couldn't help but grab her cheeks with his other hand and pull them apart from both sides.

Pulling and tugging, kneading and squeezing.

As he kneaded Valentina's cheeks like dough, he said, "Miss, shouldn't you use your brain a little more? Think about how we got out?"

"If you just fly back like that, aren't you just blatantly telling everyone that you can escape from prison?"

How did they get out?
Smuggling.

Then when we go back, we'll have to smuggle ourselves back!
Valentina blinked and then exclaimed in realization.

"Oh? Oh—oh!"

Then Herbert, seeing her sudden realization, curled his lip and asked, "Do you really understand?"

“I don’t understand!”

Miss Hungry Dragon answered with great enthusiasm.

really.

Looking into Valentina's clear eyes, Herbert thought of some of his classmates from his school days in his previous life, those back-row warriors who were busy accumulating experience.

Whether they understand or not is unclear, and grades don't matter, but their attitude in class is very good, and they are very cooperative.

As long as it doesn't disrupt classroom order, the teacher doesn't bother with them; they just consider it a way to liven up the atmosphere.

Herbert's attitude towards Valentina was similar to the teachers' thoughts about this group of people—let her be happy.

Anyway, she doesn't need to be a smart character; being a thug who can take action but doesn't use her brain is pretty good too.

"so what should I do?"

Although she could get answers simply by asking the wise, Valentina had completely given up thinking when she was with Herbert.

It's just a useless dragon now—though it wasn't exactly strong before.

"Alright, you'll follow my instructions."

"Oh!"

Valentina got dressed under Herbert's direction, jumped up, and plunged straight into the water.

At that moment, Valentina's figure appeared to Herbert as another animal, no longer the large, destructive dog he remembered, nor the dim-witted black and white cat.

He seemed to see a fox hunting in the polar ice and snow in a documentary from his past life.

It leaped high into the air, then plunged headfirst into the snow.

Boom!
A muffled sound came from underwater, followed by a series of bubbles.

Gollum-

Valentina suddenly lifted her head from the water, pouting, and said, "You're lying! There's no way we can go back!"

Although it didn't hurt, Valentina still felt a little embarrassed after her head made intimate contact with the bottom of the Heroic Spirit Pool.

Are you deliberately messing with me?

Miss Hungry Dragon stared at Herbert with dangerous eyes, as if she was about to pin him down and give him a good beating at the slightest provocation.

Herbert nodded to himself as he looked at her embarrassed and annoyed expression, roughly understanding the limitations of teleportation.

You can't rely on outsiders, not even if you're right there beside them; you have to interact with them yourself.

"Haha, why would I lie to you?"

Herbert smiled happily, took her hand, and led her to put her palm into the "mirror".

Eldar territory.

Sophia waited silently, whispering to herself, "My lord, isn't it the next day? It's already... why haven't you returned yet?"

"Could it be that they've encountered some kind of danger?"

It should be, right?

(End of this chapter)