Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 401 What do you want me to do?! (Please subscribe!)
forget.

Has Pope Sunrise truly forgotten the past, as he claims?
"..."

Herbert glanced around at where he was.

A leisurely afternoon with perfect sunshine and a gentle breeze.

He looked around the terrace, observing every detail, and remained silent, saying nothing more.

Some things don't need to be explained too clearly; that would be too boring.

Everyone has a soft spot in their heart.

Perhaps it's a memory, perhaps it's a person, an event, or perhaps it's a defect in some corner of the left atrium... *cough*

There's no need to dig deeper.

There's no need to be overly interested in other people's secrets.

If someone is willing to confide in you, you will naturally find out.

If he is unwilling, then any form of inquiry will become a provocation.

When facing a strong opponent, you need to remain humble, cautious, and curb your curiosity.

At first, Herbert just wanted to make a joke to break the ice for Pope Sunrise and keep the conversation going.

That's all, I didn't think much more about it.

But as his ability to spout nonsense grew stronger, the unofficial histories he made up actually seemed to have a semblance of truth.

Later, as my thoughts became clearer, I realized that such a development might not be impossible.

Well, anyway, it's all just unofficial history.

Who cares if it's real or fake? It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as it's wild enough.

Moreover, it was clear that Pope Sun was not really angry; at most, he was just speechless.

The sun is blazing hot and intense, and the world has always praised its powerful and violent deeds, but there has never been a trace of the "sun goddess".

This kind of nonsense, with virtually zero credibility, is unlikely to be believed by anyone, so Pope Sunflower isn't worried about Herbert spreading rumors.

Unofficial histories aren't the problem; the real problem is... what to do now?

After entering the Holy City, Nenasha completely retreated, making it seem even more impossible for her to forcefully break free of this space on her own.

The only way is to get Pope Sun to let him go.

We can only outsmart them, not overpower them.

Herbert pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked the old man softly, "So... are you just going to sit here and watch this farce continue?"

He didn't continue to evade the issue, but instead brought the conversation back to the previous question—are you going to ignore their mistakes and watch them die?
Herbert has met two saints in his life so far: the archbishop and the Pope Sun.

Although they all showed goodwill towards Herbert, Herbert could still sense the difference between them.

The Pope's heart was clearly much colder than the Archbishop's.

This seemingly kind pope is the kind of ruler who "plays a big game".

He truly viewed the deaths of that small group of believers as necessary sacrifices.

All glory belongs to the blazing sun.

Everything they did was to make the church better, and they were willing to pay an acceptable price for it.

Herbert didn't know if this approach was wrong, but he didn't like it.

No one knows whether they will one day become one of those sacrificed by others.

He didn't like this feeling of being on edge.

I really dislike it.

However, disliking something does not mean you have to raise questions.

Herbert did not have that status or position, and was not qualified to say such things.

For young people, the most important quality to have is "self-awareness".

Be clear about your own position and understand where your abilities come from. Don't be blinded by temporary glory, and don't give up because of temporary difficulties.

Ultimately, this is an internal affair of the Church of the Sun, and he is an outsider who has no right to interfere.

Herbert's question was simply a normal inquiry—if you're going to continue doing this, how do you want to proceed?
To be honest, he didn't care about the future of other people; he just wanted to figure out what would happen to him next.

They can't keep me locked up here forever, can they?

I still have hungry dragons at home to feed!

Pope Ivansen smiled and asked with a hint of amusement, "Then what do you think I should do? Give them orders, tell them what they should and shouldn't do?"

“Well, if possible, I think you should still give them some guidance.” Herbert nodded slightly.

Even without taking any stance, Herbert still hoped that this "war" would end as soon as possible so that he could return to the monastery sooner.

You can fight to the death all you want, but don't drag me into it!

Rather than wasting time here, constantly on guard against potential peeping Toms, he preferred to return to his happy old home and properly develop his little territory.

Let me go!

I want to go home!

Pope Sunlight stared at Herbert for a while, then suddenly asked, "So, you want to end this war?"

Ok?
Although Herbert had some doubts about the Pope's question, he nodded slightly.

"That's what I'm here for."

He paused, looked up into the old man's eyes, and said slowly, "Moreover, I feel that you seem to be deceiving me. The real you is not as indifferent to them as you are now."

Some details reveal that Pope Sunburst is actually quite nostalgic.

His heart was hard, but not cold.

It's impossible for him to be completely unmoved.

Even if Pope Sun Goddess could accept that sacrifice, he wouldn't actively send them to their deaths.

In the quiet space, the old man lowered his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him who did not show him much respect.

"Are you saying I'm lying to you?"

"Ah."

Herbert nodded calmly, glancing sideways at the old man.

how?

Is there any problem?

Is it that you can't lie? Or that I can't be lied to?

"This……"

After receiving an unwavering affirmative answer, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head with a sigh.

"……Ha ha."

How many years has it been since anyone dared to question him with such words?
a hundred years?

Or a thousand years?

As time passed, old friends passed away, and acquaintances gradually left, leaving his surroundings increasingly desolate.

The church's believers regard him as a bridge to communicate with God, and they respect him more and more, even treating him as a deity walking on earth.

Wherever he went, he could no longer see eyes that met his gaze; instead, he saw a group of people kneeling on the ground.

While silently accepting these changes, Pope Sunburst felt deeply helpless.

The strong are lonely.

This is the fate they are destined to bear. But now an outlier has appeared.

An arrogant young man who could completely ignore the enormous difference in strength between them.

They dared to look him in the eye, dared to make nasty jokes about history, and even dared to question him to his face.

This is really something, it's been many, many years since I've encountered a guy like this... haha.

Old friend, is this the successor you have chosen?

Unfortunately, he was not a believer in our Lord, not even a superficial believer who paid lip service to it.

Otherwise, I'll have to argue with you about it.

"Perhaps, as you said, I did deceive you and did not tell you the whole truth."

Pope Ivanson smiled, acknowledging his previous guidance of Herbert, and then quickly asked, "But, don't you think about it carefully? Did I really do nothing at all?"

Do you really think I was just sitting by and watching them die?

"Have you done it?"

Herbert frowned slightly, then a thought suddenly struck him, and he tentatively asked, "Is this conversation with me now also part of your plan?"

"You can say that."

The old man nodded happily, satisfied with the boy's quick reaction.

"But what can I do for you?"

Herbert was somewhat confused and asked, puzzled, "I don't know what kind of expectations you have of me, but I don't think I have the ability to achieve what you expect."

what can I do?
Aside from making up some unofficial histories, it seems like I can't really do anything else right now.

"As you can see, I am just a junior who has just stepped into the legend."

He shrugged, emphasizing his "weakness".

"Given the strength of the Church of the Sun, there are definitely many people who are more suitable than me."

Herbert was well aware of his current strength.

With the help of Valentina and others, he could only stir up trouble on the battlefield and be a happy troublemaker.

In terms of truly influencing the course of a war, he is far from being a top contender.

"I think it's better for you to handle this kind of thing. I think I should just pass?"

I am too weak, I have no power—

"Hmm? Wait a minute."

Pope Sunburst paused, then asked blankly, "What are you talking about? Haven't I already told you what I'm asking you to do?"

"Ok?"

Herbert blinked, puzzled. "Huh? Wasn't I supposed to deal with the embodiment of lust?"

This is the only way to end the war.

Without a doubt, evil gods never care about morality and will definitely use their incarnations to wreak havoc.

Last time, in order to deal with the incarnation of the god of lust, Herbert secretly used the authority of the sun god, causing quite a stir—it could even be said that the real instigators of this conflict were Herbert and Nenessa, the male and female thieves.

It was their theft of the sun god's authority that led to the series of twists and turns that followed.

This time, we've already reached their stronghold, and we're facing the same evil god. If we steal from them again... wouldn't that be a bit too impolite?
You can't just fleece the same sheep all the time!
This is not good, not good!
"Hahaha!"

Pope Sunlight paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Do you think I want you to deal with the evil god?"

He slapped his thigh in a fit of rage, shook his head repeatedly, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, shaking his head at the innocent boy.

"Hahaha! Cough cough, with us old guys around, how could we let kids like you do such dangerous things?"

"Besides, haha..."

The old pope just laughed and said nothing, but the meaning he wanted to convey was self-evident—to kill the incarnation of the evil god.

Do you really think you can do it all by yourself?

Although Herbert wanted to say that he had actually done it, he remained silent at this moment.

At this point, don't even think about showing off.

The boy gave a shy, innocent smile and scratched his head.

"hey-hey……"

Ah, yes, yes.

You're absolutely right!
I really can't do it~
However, Herbert was puzzled at this point.

If it's not that kind of thing, then what exactly does he want to do?
After laughing for a while, Pope Sun finally calmed down, looked at Herbert, and said softly, "However, you have given me a wake-up call. Hehe, doing it this way seems not bad."

“Child, do you know? I can feel the presence of my Lord within you.”

“I don’t know why He would favor an outsider like you so much, but since He has chosen you, I am willing to follow His will and give you help.”

After speaking, Pope Sunlight gently raised his right hand, and without Herbert's cooperation, the angelic armor he wore began to tremble.

Click click click.

His armor trembled incessantly, as if it were about to leave him at any moment.

This battle armor, which had been aloof in front of others, became as excited as a lapdog in front of Herbert, and couldn't be driven away.

But now, after encountering the Pope, it seems to be wavering again.

Herbert didn't really care about it; he wouldn't cherish something so easily obtained anyway.

After trembling for several seconds, the armor suddenly seemed to make up its mind and forcefully resisted the Pope's summons.

I'd rather die than submit!

Loyal to Lord Herbert!
"Ok?"

The Pope blinked, surprised that the armor would defy his will. He said in surprise, "It seems you are indeed favored by my lord, even this armor is actively resisting leaving you."

He is a saint, and he is also the Pope of the Church of the Sun.

From any perspective, the angelic armor had no reason to refuse him.

The fact that it would resist in this way can only prove how deep its loyalty to Herbert is!
"But that's good, it seems it will do its best to protect you from now on."

Since the armor wouldn't cooperate, Pope Sun didn't force it. He reached out and touched the center of Herbert's chest with his fingertip.

Nothing happened. He gently withdrew his fingertip, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled, "Hmm, that should be enough. I want to see how far you can go in the end."

Herbert blinked, raised his hand to touch his chest, and felt no change.

"This……"

Although she didn't know exactly what kind of help the Pope of the Sun had given her, Herbert was certain that she had been enhanced.

And it's safe to say that this must be an incredibly amazing limited-time cheat.

However, Herbert was more shocked by the implications behind Pope Sun's move than by this promotion.

"hiss!"

Wait, what do you want me to do?!?
Do you really want me to fight against the Church of Lust?

its not right!
Am I just a temporary worker here to slack off?
Me, me?

Let me do it!?

"..."

Herbert pursed his lips, his smile somewhat forced as he looked at the Pope, asking uncertainly, "Um, could it be..."

"Are you really planning to make me... a flag?"

(End of this chapter)