Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 393 The Slaughter of "Justice" (8.2K views, please subscribe!!!)
Having mastered the art of "acting cute," Miss Hungry Dragon finally got her wish and went to the Glorious Holy City with Herbert.

It's true that Herbert was hard-hearted (as he claimed), but it depends on the situation.

Although Herbert spoke with absolute certainty to Valentina, seemingly leaving no room for negotiation, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it.

After Valentina's repeated pleading and cajoling... he finally relented.

He can stick to his own ideas with other people, but he always softens when facing this group of monster girls.

Herbert eventually agreed to take Valentina with him to Solantis—but he made two requests.

One of the additional conditions was that all actions taken by Solantis must be in accordance with his command, and no impulsive actions should be taken.

Although Valentina had been very obedient since being "successfully tamed" and had never been disobedient, Herbert still decided to lay the groundwork beforehand.

In short, let's agree on three rules first. It's best if nothing goes wrong. Even if something does happen in the end, we can say, "Don't say we didn't warn you."

Whether in work or life, as long as you keep a record and prepare for both possibilities in advance, you'll be invincible.

Advance to attack, retreat to defend.

Compared to Valentina's clingy behavior, Freyme, though equally reluctant to part with him, did not try to stop Herbert.

In the mermaid's view, a hero should not be bound by others—not even herself.

She accepted the fact that Herbert was going away and offered him blessings and prayers.

She will wait for her hero to return, as always.

However, this wait is slightly different from the past.

Fremei is no longer alone.

She wasn't just waiting in the deep water prison, singing and fiddling with her alchemical long legs.

Now, she can also access other floors through the "mirror shards" sent by Herbert.

Aside from disliking the scorching environment of the Lava Hell, she was quite interested in the other floors.

She was not only curious about the environment of the floor, but also had a great interest in her colleagues.

She felt a natural affinity for the two in the Dark Prison, in particular—she sensed that they shared some intriguing commonalities.

The dark elf was alright; we could communicate normally, and I was particularly interested in the alchemical legs she had created.

While talking to Sfanie, the vampire subconsciously revealed a faint hostility, as if he were afraid that he would steal her friend away.

The fallen angel in the Aurora Sanctuary is quite silent. Although she doesn't deliberately drive her away, she rarely responds, only occasionally humming in response to indicate that she is still listening.

The most talkative one was the mirror demon.

Freyme had met talkative people before, but she had rarely seen one with such boundless energy.

The feeling Lucalia gave her was as if she had been holding back for hundreds of years without a chance to vent, and finally found an opportunity to release it, so naturally she wanted to talk about it at length.

Everyone's tolerance for loneliness is different.

Some things may seem ordinary to others, but are completely unacceptable to others.

Generally speaking, special individuals are very good at being alone.

The fate of special individuals begins in solitude and will likely end in solitude as well.

There were quite a few people in the disciplinary institute who were imprisoned in solitary confinement, including Valentina, Fremey, and Lusil.

They all endured centuries of solitude in their own ways.

However, for Lucaria, the mirror fairy who has witnessed the fates of countless people, loneliness is quite unbearable.

She did indeed leave every recorded reflection in the mirror, as if they were still living in her mirror world.

Countless fake people spoke in Luccalia's mind, but she knew perfectly well that they were all fake.

It has to be said, this is somewhat ironic.

The noisiest person in my mind is the one who is most afraid of being alone.

Lucaria herself knew this, and Herbert could vaguely sense it as well.

So, before leaving, Herbert asked Miss Mirror to give him five fragments of the mirror, which he placed on various floors, thus helping her to establish a channel of communication.

After dealing with these matters, Herbert did not hesitate any longer and immediately made a decision to go directly to the underground sanctuary to see the archbishop.

Yes……

He went there to submit a report and make an application.

Herbert always considered himself a very obedient child.

If he really wanted to, Herbert could have used some underhanded tactics to smuggle Valentina out of the country for a trip.

After acquiring Lucaria's mirror teleportation ability, Herbert has mastered a method to smuggle monster girls out of the Discipline Center.

If you want to do it, you can do it.

Why did Herbert abandon this bold idea?
The reason is simple—because of fear!
Taking Valentina out for a stroll secretly is a small matter, but if others discover it and the matter is exposed, that would be a big problem.

Herbert had no desire to be held accountable by Old Deng later.

Breaking out of prison is no small matter, not to mention that Valentina's strength is now vastly different from before.

A prisoner escaped with advanced strength... Hearing this description, even Herbert himself had to reflect on what he was trying to do.

Is this really outrageous?

Although the old man looks kind and amiable now, who knows what kind of abyss is hidden beneath his benevolent exterior?

Let whoever wants to test me go ahead; Herbert has no desire to face the archbishop's wrath.

Ultimately, after much deliberation and hesitation, Herbert chose to proceed with caution and reported both matters.

One piece of news is that Valentina has advanced to the Epic level.

The other matter was requesting to take her with him to the Holy City of Glory.

After reporting the matter "frankly," Herbert waited anxiously for the archbishop's reply.

Neither of these two things is insignificant.

Herbert didn't know what the Archbishop's attitude was towards the prisoners' promotion—was it indifferent, or did they choose to suppress it?

If the archbishop were truly a proper monastery leader, he would certainly take the phenomenon of "prisoner advancement" seriously and devise corresponding countermeasures.

The options are either to reinforce Valentina's cell or to imprison and suppress her, while keeping a close watch on the other prisoners to prevent such an incident from happening again.

But... Herbert felt the archbishop wouldn't do that.

Old Deng is no ordinary person; you can't judge him using ordinary thinking.

And the archbishop's reaction was exactly as Herbert had expected—he really didn't care.

The archbishop, possessing power surpassing all others, didn't care about the prisoners' advancement.

In the archbishop's eyes, Valentina was nothing more than a little girl who had grown into a little girl who was slightly stronger.

As long as you can't beat him, there's essentially no difference between legendary and epic.

So after a little thought, the archbishop gladly accepted Herbert's report and agreed to his request.

The entire process was much shorter than Herbert had anticipated—from the moment Herbert entered and began his report to the archbishop's nod of agreement, it only took five minutes.

After quickly finishing the matter, the archbishop did not let Herbert leave, but instead continued to hold him and began to recount his glorious achievements from back then.

Seeing Herbert's hesitant expression, the archbishop waved his hand dismissively.

The dragon has advanced to Epic rank? I'd like to take her and the other prisoners to the Church of the Sun?
Sure, no problem!

And then? Is there anything else?
If there's nothing else besides this little thing, then sit down quietly and let me finish the story I didn't finish last time!

Old Deng said: What you're talking about are all minor things. The real big deal is listening to me reminisce about the past (bragging)!
So the archbishop pulled Herbert aside and told him stories for two whole hours, from the battle to slay the dragon to the sweeping through the abyss...

Dragons, demons, monsters—Herbert's eyebrows twitched as he listened to the familiar races mentioned in the story.

Old Deng, are you trying to subtly criticize me?

Only after Herbert repeatedly said he had to leave did the archbishop finally let him go with a sigh.

"Let's go, let's go, go do your thing, be busy, sigh... it's good to be busy."

Perhaps feeling that his attitude was indeed a bit too perfunctory and indulgent, the archbishop added a condition before Herbert left.

"If you want to do it, then do it. The monastery will condone your actions and protect you when necessary."

"As for the others... hehe."

“My child, you have made your own decision to bear the fate of others and to shoulder your own responsibilities.”

"Only by continuing to move forward under pressure can you grow."

In summary, the archbishop expressed an attitude—do whatever you want, but at the same time, he would not provide any additional assistance.

The Misty Monastery will not provide any explanation or guarantee regarding Valentina and the others' identities; Herbert needs to explain to the Church of the Sun himself what these monster girls' true identities are.

And if any problems arise, and the Church of the Sun decides to purify Flora and the others, the Misty Monastery will not stop them.

The Misty Monastery is only responsible for Herbert's life; others are not within its protection.

In other words, Herbert had to take full responsibility for everything and bear the burden of their lives.

There is no doubt that this will be a considerable amount of pressure.

After hesitating for two seconds, Herbert nodded slightly and bowed to thank the archbishop for his care.

Pressure? Responsibility? Fate?

Didn't we already know that from the beginning?

When have I not carried the fate of others on my shoulders?

consciousness?

Herbert already had it, and it never wavered.

From the moment Herbert became an accomplice of Valentina and the others, he had already taken their fate upon him.

No, perhaps even earlier.

From the moment Herbert used his own fate as a bargaining chip to reach an agreement with an unknown deity and become His ally, he had already borne His destiny.

After bidding farewell to the archbishop, Herbert left the underground sanctuary.

Well, just like before, he didn't exchange more than a few words with the presiding judge. He was dragged away by the Ash Bishop as soon as he opened his mouth.

After a struggle with Ophidia, Herbert finally made all the necessary preparations and, the next day, led Valentina and the others onto the teleportation array to Solantis.

However, Herbert did not teleport directly to Solantis, which would have meant facing the Church of the Sun directly—and the trouble that Valentina and the others would have caused would have immediately erupted.

Since the archbishop had made it clear that he would not vouch for them, Herbert did not intend to make a show of it by using the monastery's name to get away with it.

Are they relying on the tiger's skin and the banner to intimidate others?
That's the most basic approach, something a high-level talent like Herbert (who claims to be) would naturally look down on.

He has his own methods.

Herbert first set the destination of the teleportation array to the nearest major city to the Holy City of Radiance, and then, along with three monster girls dressed in special outfits, teleported there as a cultivator.

Upon arrival, they did not linger in the city but took them directly out of the city and quietly boarded the Valentina brand flying girl without attracting attention.

Then, just when the resentful Miss Devil thought Herbert was going to keep a low profile, he made the most high-profile move.

Among countless options such as leveraging external forces, enduring hardship, and playing the game, Herbert chose the simplest and most direct one.

kill!

Herbert made Valentina reveal her true form, and she swaggered along the satellite cities surrounding the Holy City of Radiance, mercilessly wiping out all the followers and creations of the Church of Lust.

Instead of letting Valentina conceal her attack, he chose the most aggressive fighting style.

Since we can't hide it anymore, we might as well not hide it at all.

Young man, be a little more arrogant!
On that day, the seemingly endless battle between the Church of the Sun and the Church of Lust was forcibly interrupted by external forces.

An uninvited guest has entered the battlefield.

It was like a legendary monster; a ferocious dragon, hundreds of meters long, appeared on the battlefield, casting a massive shadow.

With each flap of its wings, it whips up a whirlwind that easily shatters any divine creation that brushes past.

The terrifying dragon intimidated all mortals that saw it.

The crimson dragon soared freely, unleashing terrifying dragon breath upon every town it passed through, claiming countless lives.

The followers of the Church of the Sun had no idea what had happened and could only watch helplessly as the dragon vanquished the evil god's minions and left without a word.

The fierce battle, which was originally evenly matched, ended easily with the help of the "friendly side," and neither of them knew whether they should chase after them to express their gratitude.

But the dragon left too quickly, departing just as hastily as it had arrived.

Left with no other choice, they could only stay where they were, eliminate the remaining evil, and thoroughly purify the remaining forces of evil.

These low-ranking warriors were bewildered, and the high-ranking church officials in the holy city didn't look much better when they first discovered the crimson dragon.

Eh?
What is this?
Do any of our allies have this?
Where did it come from?!?
If the Crimson Dragon hadn't made it clear that it was a friend, not a foe, and only targeted the evil god's minions, they would have been restless long ago.

Even so, they remained confused, unable to figure out the intruder's identity.

Some high-ranking officials even suspected that this was a self-directed act by the God of Evil Desire, and thought it was some kind of self-inflicted injury scheme!

We must not let our guard down.

The evil god is cunning and capable of doing anything without any moral boundaries!
The followers of the Sun were confused, while the followers of Lust were completely bewildered.

Who am I? Where am I? What should I eat tonight?
wrong!

What's going on with this giant dragon?

They had absolutely no idea where the Church of the Sun had found this dragon.

This is against the rules!

You lackeys of the sun, you despicable bunch, you actually cheated!

They actually launched a sneak attack?!?
Although the two churches had been locked in a standoff for some time and had clashed with each other several times, the overall battle was still in its early stages.

In the current situation, epic-level powerhouses will not take action, and even legends should avoid making any rash moves.

There is a tacit understanding between the high command of both sides regarding maintaining this situation, and neither side has any intention of escalating the intensity of the fighting.

No one wants to watch their own people die silently, and this applies even to the Church of God.

This applies to righteous gods as well as evil gods.

This is nothing more than compassion, and has nothing to do with "God loves the world".

The divine kingdoms of the gods do indeed need new believers' souls to fill the void left by the heroic spirits, so that they may become the foundation of the entire kingdom.

However, ruling the mortal realm is equally important!

This requires a large number of living believers to maintain.

If a large number of ordinary believers die in a short period of time, then any church will be under tremendous pressure.

There is always the risk of being swallowed up and devoured by other churches. Even if the Church of the Sun is powerful enough, and the Sun God stands at the pinnacle of divinity, he will not easily abandon his precious believers.

The Church of Lust is also like this.
This is just a farce, and it won't be long before it comes to a hasty end.

The Church of the Sun is unlikely to go to great lengths to "purify evil," nor are they interested in corrupting that group of idiots whose minds are filled with holy light.

...that was their unwavering belief.

But those beasts from the Church of the Sun have no martial ethics; they actually took out a strategic-level weapon of mass destruction first!
Come to cheat! Come to sneak attack!

Judging by their hundred-meter size, they had actually summoned an epic-level dragon.

Does this mean they intend to escalate the conflict further?
Do these lunatics really want to drag other religious churches down with them?
The higher-ups of the Church of Lust also refrained from making any rash moves, observing in secret and considering how to respond.

Thus, both sides remained suspicious of each other and did not send their high-level combat forces to assist or retaliate.

Thus, a strange situation arose on the battlefield.

The dragon ran rampant, frolicking on various battlefields, defeating the evil god's creations time and again, thoroughly enjoying itself.

The instigator of all this bizarre situation, Colonel Herbert, the ace pilot of the dragon princess, continues to command Valentina to unleash her attacks.

"Yes! Over there! Spray it!"

"Hahaha!"

"Damn bugs! Let the flames purify everything!"

"Jiejiejiejie——"

Herbert finally understood the joy of the dragon knight.

He never imagined that aerial combat could be so exhilarating!

No fighter jet can compare to the Giant Dragon Flying Girl; its performance is far, far inferior!
With the epic dragon's amazing mobility and terrifying firepower, Herbert went on a rampage on the battlefield.

However, while he was having fun, some people present noticed something was amiss.

Miss Devil sensed something amiss from the eerie silence of the battlefield.

After enduring for a while and failing to get Flora's attention through eye contact, Kreti finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey! Herbert!"

The devil's whisper echoed in the dragon knight's ear, and he said rapidly with some anxiety, "Aren't you worried about causing problems by doing this?!"

"Ok?"

Herbert, who had been chuckling in a strange way, snapped out of his daze, turned to look at the devilish lady with her furrowed brows, and raised an eyebrow with a laugh: "Haha! What problem could there be? You're too cowardly!"

"You're escalating their fight and causing an even bigger conflict!" the devil predicted the most likely outcome of the battle.

In her view, Herbert's move was undoubtedly playing with fire in front of a powder keg.

He disrupted the original balance between the two sides and steered the battle in a more dangerous direction.

Once the balance is broken, it is very difficult to restore it completely!

"Oh? You're concerned about whether they live or die?"

Herbert raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "My dear Miss Devil, when did you become so concerned about others?"

"……snort!"

Kretie rolled her eyes at Herbert and scoffed, "Ha, who cares about them? I'm worried you'll drag me into this!"

"Oh?"

Herbert smiled without saying a word, staring at Kreti for a while. After her gaze slightly shifted away, he shrugged and laughed, "Then let's say that's how it is, hehe."

A devil with a compassionate heart?

It's really interesting.

Sure enough, everyone in the discipline center is a talent.

"Besides, don't worry, I've already thought it over and it won't affect you."

The timing wasn't right, so Herbert stopped teasing and explained, "There are smart people among them. These self-proclaimed wise guys are very cautious before they act, and they won't make any rash moves until they fully understand the situation. We still have time to be reckless for a while longer."

Smart is mistaken by smart.

What Herbert wanted to seize was this precious window of opportunity.

Although Herbert assured her that everything was alright, this did not convince Kretty.

She shook her head and continued whispering, "No, you don't understand. Even if, according to you, the Church of God isn't a problem, don't forget the people behind them!"

"Aren't you afraid of provoking an evil god by doing this?!"

The real danger never comes from the church or the gods, but from the gods themselves!
Does the god of lust have no temper?

Aren't you afraid of divine punishment from Him?
"afraid?"

Herbert understood the devil's gaze, and instead of being afraid, he laughed, revealing an even more pleased smile, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? So what if you provoked Him?"

……Um?

Kreti's mind went blank for a moment, then she quickly figured out the meaning behind those words.

That is disrespect for the gods, a disregard for the realm of the gods, that is... arrogance!
He, a mere mortal, scorned the gods.

"You, uh, um!?"

But at this moment, Kreti felt more confusion than unease.

"What good does it do you to provoke the gods?"

No, why?

No matter how you look at it, there's no benefit to this!

What meaning does it have for him to deliberately become a thorn in the side of an evil god?

Could it be that he wants to use this opportunity to establish his authority and fame?
But Kretty felt that the Herbert she knew wasn't such a vain idiot who would push himself into a fire pit for a little bit of fame.

The more she learned about Herbert, the less she understood him.

"benefit?"

Herbert was amused by Kretty's question, winked at her, and said with a playful smile, "Do you really think I did all this just for fun? Or for fame?"

"hehe."

He shook his head and said helplessly, "You're underestimating me too much. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Nenasha: ["Hmm, I think you are."]

Herbert ignored the slander from the God of Harmony in his ear, his expression unchanged, his gaze sweeping across the quiet succubus's face—Flora, though puzzled, chose to believe Herbert and remained silent.

well.

Herbert nodded inwardly, then looked at Miss Devil's puzzled eyes and chuckled, "I'm doing this for you, of course."

"For us?"

"Of course, for you."

Herbert stood up on the dragon's massive back as if walking on flat ground, and slowly walked towards Miss Devil, opening his arms to her.

"I've put in a lot of effort to ensure you can enter Solantis openly and legitimately!"

Are we stirring up trouble? Are we committing heinous acts of killing?

He raised his hand, grabbed half of the winged serpent's corpse that flew past him, and shook it: "Is this a corpse?"

No! That's not it.

“This is your pass to the Holy City of Glory, and the reason for not being judged.”

Pass? Reason?

and many more?

Trial?!?

"Ah! You mean..."

Kretty's eyes widened. She suddenly understood Herbert's thoughts, swallowed hard, and said with difficulty, "They are the sins within us?"

Snapped.

Herbert snapped his fingers and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, it seems you really understand."

And that is the real core of Herbert's solution—breaking records!
Don't you bear the sin of "taking other people's lives"?
Since this sin cannot be washed away in a short time, then... let's just not try to wash it away.

Herbert not only didn't need them to cleanse their sins, but instead allowed Valentina to commit even greater acts of killing.

Fellow members of the Church of the Sun, listen carefully!
I committed a murder in the name of "justice" right before your eyes.

how is it?

Is this still a sin?

I hacked my way from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road for three days and three nights without even blinking!
If you don't praise my brave and skillful methods, are you going to ask me if my eyes are dry?
Fuck your mother!
We don't enjoy killing ourselves; we've come to fight in response to your call!
An ancient philosopher who had seen the hearts of many people once said a famous saying: "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

As long as you kill enough, everything will be fine.

Do I need to painstakingly press them one by one to kill them?

It's not that complicated, just use Dragon Breath to cleanse the ground!
The raging fire devours all filth, and the holy light purifies all sins.

The weak could not withstand the dragon's breath and were instantly reduced to ashes.

Even those stronger ones, if they can barely withstand the dragon's breath, will have their strength greatly reduced and become easy prey for the Sun Believers.

And everyone present was a witness to Herbert and his companions.

I witnessed this brutal killing carried out "in the name of justice".

……

……

Solantis, the central tower.

The high-ranking members of the Church of the Sun were discussing it incessantly.

"Gentlemen, where did that giant dragon come from? Don't you have any information about it?"

"I do not know either!"

“No records can be found! The only record that is similar to it is from hundreds of years ago, when a giant dragon with scarlet wings destroyed an evil city-state that harbored a cult of evil gods.”

"And after that?"

"That's it. After that, the dragon completely disappeared. It probably went somewhere to sleep. It's normal for those guys to sleep for hundreds of years."

"Furthermore, their strengths don't match. That dragon is probably only of legendary strength, while this one is of epic strength with a deep foundation. It has probably been at the epic level for thousands of years."

After some discussion, the group returned to their original topic – how should we deal with it?
"Are we really going to prepare to awaken the Fiery Dragon Spear?"

"If it gets close to the Holy City, should we shoot it down directly as usual, or should we issue a warning first?"

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate? After all, it is still fighting alongside us against the evil god's cult."

"But that's the rule."

"This……"

Although the dragon had annihilated many of the demon god's minions, boosting their morale, the dragon showed no intention of communicating with them, and their true attitude remained unclear.

"Gentlemen, there's no need for further discussion... It has arrived."

Suddenly, one of the bishops spoke up, and the rest of them finally noticed the change—the giant dragon, which had been circling the surrounding towns, had changed its course and was charging straight toward the holy city.

Here it comes.

And very quickly!
That distance of hundreds of miles was nothing compared to the dragon's wings.

It was like a blood-red meteor, its wings streaking across the sky as it hurtled straight toward the holy city.

boom--

As the colossal creature drew closer, the atmosphere inside the tower grew increasingly tense.

They weren't worried about the opponent's strength; the Holy City could still accommodate an epic dragon.

Instead, they worry that the other party might inadvertently break a taboo, forcing a former friend into an enemy.

The central area of ​​the Holy City of Glory is off-limits to air travel; no one is allowed to fly above the Temple of Solantis.

However, even other gods would give the sun god respect, not walking in the sky, but descending to the ground when they approached the holy city.

But at this moment... the crimson giant shadow rushing towards them with ferocious momentum seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Five thousand meters.

Three thousand meters.

Two thousand meters.

One thousand meters.

Closer and closer!
The final 500 meters are over in an instant!

"Prepare!"

Just when everyone thought the dragon was about to disrespectfully charge in and they were forced to retaliate, the dragon suddenly turned a corner.

The crimson dragon displayed a level of maneuverability that belied its size, suddenly flapping its wings and instantly changing its direction!

It shoots upwards at a right angle, soaring high into the sky, rushing towards the blazing sun high in the sky.

At the same time, just as the dragon was flying upwards, a figure quietly fell off its back.

The figure appeared silently, yet possessed an extremely strong presence.

No words were needed.

No need to speak.

The moment that tall, slender figure appeared, it attracted everyone's attention.

The figure, draped in crimson robes and with scarlet wings peeking out from behind, came into the view of all the believers in the sun.

He floated quietly in mid-air, his head slightly bowed, as if gazing upon this earthly paradise.

In the Holy City, it was unclear who was the first to speak.

He let out a questioning sigh, as if in a dream.

“The Lord’s angels…”

Angel?

Angel!!!

The next moment, the entire city erupted in cheers!
(End of this chapter)