Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 416 You Have to Take Responsibility for Me! (4.5K views, please subscribe!)
"Hecaias, don't be nervous, hehe."

The goddess of winter, holding the kitten that had finally become obedient, had all the frost on her face melt away, and happily rubbed her cheek against the soft kitten.

really not bad.

Oh, so good, so good.

Hehe, should we ask them to help us again next time?
The goddess of winter petted the cat with ease, thinking happily.

"..."

The other goddesses glanced at each other, silently pursing their lips as they observed the Winter Goddess's unusually compassionate demeanor.

Hey, woman.

You're acting all cold and distant towards us, like we owe you money, right?
As a result, when faced with a kitten, its true nature was revealed, right?
Ah!
Pretentious aloofness!
However, they didn't say anything about this, nor did they interfere with His doting.

While the Ice and Snow Goddess may have looked a bit embarrassed, her behavior was actually quite normal.

It's no big deal that the goddess of winter dotes on her own subordinate deity.

Isn't it just a pet?

Everyone has one!
Keeping "pets" can be considered a classic traditional art of the natural pantheon.

Who wouldn't raise one?
Everyone's raising them.

Like the goddess of spring sprouts, whose mount is a tall, pure white unicorn.

That was no ordinary divine unicorn, but the god of unicorns, who was both the mount of the goddess of spring sprouts and her subordinate deity.

However, because of its large size and unwillingness to appear at such a gathering, it was not brought into the banquet and is currently chatting with the water spirits in the lake outside.

The goddess of scorching summer keeps a giant fire turtle, while the goddess of autumn has a giant owl as her companion...

The pantheon of nature has never lacked animal deities like these—well, most of them are just pretty but useless ornaments.

Most of them were the lucky ones in their tribes, who were given divinity by the chief god, or even separated into a certain divine office, and became gods with the help of others.

However, there are some exceptions. They were originally the strongest in their own race and truly became gods through their own efforts.

Even if such self-proclaimed deities are not as powerful as the former, their status in the pantheon will be far higher than that of those who are merely decorative figures.

No one will force them to become pets—but if they want to be pets on their own, that's another story.

Yes, everyone should voluntarily refuse to arrange animal performances.

The problem is that animals sometimes perform voluntarily, and there's no way to refuse them.

They have ambitions, they want to avoid taking hundreds of years of detours, and they insist on becoming "pets"... and no one can stop them.

I don't want to try anymore.JPG
"Be good~ be good~"

After a good while of soothing words (plus some groping and touching) from the goddess of winter, Euphemia, the snow kitten finally calmed down.

"Let, let me go!"

He tried to escape from the embrace of the goddess of winter.

But some havens of comfort are easy to enter but difficult to leave.

Want to run?

None of the doors!
"Hehe, don't even think about running away."

Under the merciless hand of its own god, the struggling, icy kitten had no choice but to accept reality and bow down to the evil forces.

It could only shrink its body again, squeezing most of its body inside, with only its head sticking out.

It looked like a well-behaved and obedient little kitten—only the occasional flash of resentment in its constantly moving, bright eyes proved that it hadn't completely given up.

Brave cat, never surrender!
Be ready to escape the clutches of evil at any time!

Uh, in this situation... Magic Milk?
Seeing that Hecaias had regained her composure, the Moon Goddess asked in a gentle tone, "Hecaias, do you know this boy named Herbert?"

He had long been accustomed to the "master and pet" role-playing of the natural pantheon, and was now more concerned with Herbert's problems.

The curse from the god of assassination before his death was already unexpected; I thought Herbert would be harmed and get into some trouble.

To His surprise, Herbert's reaction took him by surprise.

His own approach was to retreat in order to advance, to temporarily yield, and to reduce the focus of attention on himself.

The specific steps are nothing more than a few points: first, prove that you are not a god-killer to clear yourself of suspicion, and then find a powerful god to rely on.

And the Sun God is undoubtedly an excellent candidate.

If the sun god is willing to endorse Herbert, then the deathrattle curse of the god of assassination will be completely useless, but its effect will be greatly reduced.

As a result, Herbert chose to advance by retreating – if I am aggressive enough, others will retreat on their own initiative.

Not content with just the title of "godslayer," they also made a sacred oath and issued a declaration of war against the evil gods.

That's too radical.

That's exactly the classic move of an extreme paladin.

Even though Herbert's performance was flawless and perfect, the Moon Goddess still had a special feeling in her heart.

He had a vague feeling that Herbert might not be as upright and incorruptible as he appeared, nor was he the kind of rigid and inflexible person.

And all of this was based solely on His subconscious intuition.

To avoid alarming Hecaias, He proactively reminded him, "Don't worry, this isn't interrogation, it's just a normal conversation. Just tell me what you know."

“Understood, Lady of the Moon.” Hecaias nodded obediently.

The kitten stuck in the crevice looked timid.

The Ice and Snow Goddess is arrogant in front of her master, like a little tyrant, but that's only true when she's bullying her own kind. She's very humble when facing other gods.

Especially when facing the ancient and powerful goddess of the moon, she appears exceptionally obedient.

Hecaias lowered her head and answered honestly, "Madam, I have indeed seen him before."

"He is a paladin born into a noble family in a small kingdom, and he belongs to the Misty Monastery."

"Not long ago, I transformed myself and descended before him to personally invite him to become my chosen one, but he ruthlessly rejected me... Hmph."

The Ice and Snow Goddess was still somewhat unhappy when the matter was brought up.

I was so respectful and courteous to him, yet he showed me no respect at all.

snort!
Especially after discovering how powerful Herbert had become, Hecaias felt even more regretful, feeling that he had missed out on a very rare talent.

What a huge loss!!!

Of course, this is just wishful thinking on the part of the goddess Hakimi; she doesn't even consider her own capabilities.

What would have happened if Herbert had been His chosen one?
That would probably mean that—without even the god of assassination lifting a finger, the person would be killed by the embodiment of lust in the very first encounter.

Hecaias quickly recounted the information she knew, which earned slight nods from the goddesses.

But in reality, He didn't know much either. He had only been curious about Herbert before, without much in-depth understanding.

You can't expect a free-spirited cat to focus all its attention on one thing.

Eating rice doesn't count, that's instinct... even breathing on your skin counts.

After digesting this information, the Goddess of Spring Sprouts nodded and gently asked, "So, what is the man you know like? Has he changed at all?"

“His strength has increased a lot! By a huge amount!” Hecaias answered without even thinking.

They've become so much stronger!
If He hadn't repeatedly confirmed Herbert's face and name, He wouldn't have believed that the angel who had previously wreaked havoc was Herbert.

Oh, wait, the dragon that fought alongside him... could it be the same one that slept back then?

She's gotten so much stronger too!!!
Hecaias felt envious, but didn't stop talking, continuing, "My impression of Herbert... has always been that of an outstanding paladin."

"Although his strength is not high, he hates evil as if it were his enemy, and he never bows down to evil or shows any mercy." The Ice and Snow Goddess was not deliberately praising Herbert or trying to glorify him, because the Herbert she knew was truly that kind of person.

"Shortly after becoming a paladin, he led a group of monks back to the kingdom of his birth."

"Although he did not personally take action, he secretly launched a purge of the kingdom's nobility, killing a large number of corrupt and decadent nobles and having the monks distribute their wealth to the poor."

"According to the believers, he even personally executed his own brother who had fallen into evil during that chaos."

According to the story told by Hecaias, Herbert's image in the hearts of the goddesses became more and more complete.

This is almost a standard template for a paladin's model.

Although of noble birth, he treated nobles and commoners equally.

They are not afraid of the powerful, but they treat the weak with kindness.

Moreover, shortly after becoming a paladin, he returned to his hometown to carry out a major cleanup—a classic case of "the first sword strike after landing is to kill the people in his hometown."

Humility, courage, tolerance, kindness... he possesses almost all the desirable qualities a paladin should have.

Finally, Hecaias added, "Moreover, Herbert is highly regarded by the one in the Misty Monastery."

He was so frightened by the Archbishop of the Mist in his own temple that he almost breathed out in shock.

Hecaias is very vengeful.

go with!
go!

You all go and cause trouble for that guy!

After listening, the Moon Goddess frowned silently, nodded slightly, and asked, "Besides that, is there anything else special about him?"

Is it a special place?

Hecaias blinked, glancing at the moon goddess who had been asking questions one after another with considerable surprise.

He wasn't stupid; he understood the true meaning behind the other party's behavior—was the Lady of the Moon doubting Herbert?

Eh? Why?
"Um……"

Hecaias thought for a moment and did not press the matter, for the other party's identity did not allow Him to ask questions.

He thought for a while and finally came up with something, adding somewhat uncertainly, "By the way, Herbert is a human paladin, but surprisingly he seems quite friendly towards monsters."

Hecaias still remembered that when she had her formal conversation with Herbert on the lake, he was holding a sleeping dragon in his arms.

It's not uncommon for humans to be forced to serve dragons, but it's quite rare for a dragon to sleep peacefully in your arms without any suspicion.

Not to mention that almost all the inhabitants of Herbert's later territories were non-human beings.

Herbert made no attempt to hide his unusually high level of affection for the monster.

Yes, this is a very special detail.

To many humans, elves are an arrogant race that looks down on all other "inferior races".

But in the eyes of other races, humans are not much better, and sometimes even less friendly than elves.

Humans tend to view all other races as dangerous aliens, harbor hostility towards all races, and can kill other races without any burden to satisfy their desires.

Furthermore, their unusual reproductive abilities have brought another kind of suffering to most races, and have also created a host of new races.

Even those human subspecies that have both human and demon blood are despised by them.

Among those human subspecies, only half-elves and a few others, due to their good looks and strength, received less discrimination and were recognized as human.

Other creatures, such as orcs, werewolves, and dragons, are also considered monsters in some regions.

In a sense, humanity has always been a very pragmatic species.

Within this group, Herbert, a paladin representing the classic, conservative, and old-fashioned faction, is surprisingly a friendly figure who is kind to monsters.

It is indeed a very novel point.

Hecaias ultimately remembered her promise to Herbert and did not reveal his secret of wanting to build a city in the Misty Mountains.

He was very curious about how far Herbert could go and was thinking about sneaking over to take a look sometime.

This is their little secret, and they can't let outsiders know!
However, just as Hecaias was feeling smug, thinking that he had surpassed others in this respect, the goddess of winter, who was holding him, nodded thoughtfully.

Yes!

He didn't reveal the secret, but how could the kitten's little thoughts escape its mother's notice?

It's already been exposed!
Not only were they exposed, but even the chosen ones cultivated by Hecaias were stolen and became the human forms of the goddess of winter's consciousness.

"Now that you mention it, Elda is indeed like that... I originally thought it was just a coincidence, but I didn't expect him to be so friendly to monsters."

To be fair, the Goddess of Winter knows much more about Elda than Hecaias does.

It's a monster-friendly city... well, it's still just a town for now.

The Ice Goddess found Herbert's idea interesting but didn't know how far it would go. However, the Winter Goddess, who had "personally witnessed" Eldar's initial rise, had even more ideas.

He had long recognized Eldar's future potential, believing that it would gradually grow stronger and, thanks to its unique geographical location, would likely become increasingly safe.

It might even become a pure land someday.

Now, with the resurgence of the sun god and the fall of the first god in a millennium, the outside world is destined to become increasingly dangerous.

Perhaps I should hide my kitten in a safer place.

"Then... Elda?"

After Herbert made his sacred vow, all the gods remained silent, and those with differing intentions did not respond immediately.

Herbert remained silent, standing there quietly.

"..."

However, he wasn't posing or striking a pose; rather, he was engaging in a fierce, one-sided mental battle.

"no!"

"What do you mean you're leaving?"

"You think you're done after you've used me? Do you think I'm some cheap man? You think you can just pull up your pants and leave... cough."

"There's no such thing as a free lunch."

"I don't care if you're the woman who dazzled my eyes with her hair or the great Lord of the Sun."

"I only know one thing: we haven't settled our old scores yet!"

"Yes, you heard me right, I'm serious."

Herbert insisted firmly, stating unequivocally:
You still owe me one!

Meanwhile, on the other side, after a long silence...

The sun god, whose mind was possessing Herbert, or rather, the wandering lady who was roaming the glorious holy city, finally responded with some impatience.

He said:

【"……Um?"】

The scorching sun showed its impatience, but the ignorant mortals ignored this terrible pressure.

Herbert, with an iron will and a soul filled with the sorrow of being defiled and abandoned, resolutely declared:
"I don't care, you've already taken my body, so you have to take responsibility for me!"

You scumbag goddess!
They started something and then abandoned it!

【"……Um?"】

Sun Goddess: ? ? ?
What nonsense are you spouting!

(End of this chapter)