Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 418 The Eyes of the Blazing Sun and the Saint (Happy Dragon Boat Festival! Please subscribe!)
A dazzling holy light fell from the sky.

The dazzling light fell, transforming into a pillar of light that slammed into Herbert.

Everyone knows what this means.

This is a blessing from the blazing sun.

This means that the sun god acknowledged Herbert's will, tacitly approved his vow, and provided him with assistance.

From this moment on, Herbert will be blessed by the blazing sun and will receive its power.

The holy oath of a paladin is similar to the great vow made by a monk; the more difficult the oath is to fulfill, the more dangerous it is, but at the same time, the stronger the protection it will receive.

Herbert's oath to kill gods is among the most dangerous of all sacred oaths.

In contrast, the blessings of the sun god will also be extremely powerful!
The sun god's blessing was so generous that even the gods, after carefully experiencing it, were somewhat envious and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

[Crown of the Blazing Sun], [Divine Body], [Vibrant Rising Sun], [Summoning of Heavenly Fire]...

It enhances strength, protects the soul, increases physical resilience, and imbues all attacks with holy light...

Even if any one of these various blessings were given to someone else, it would be enough to create a terrifyingly powerful being.

According to the legends recorded by the Church of the Sun, some church heroes who were known for slaying dragons only possessed one type of blessing, or even a lesser one.

But now, it's like they're throwing money at Herbert indiscriminately.

These dozen or so blessings will transform into Herbert's armor, shield, and sword, becoming his aid on his path to slaying evil gods!

This power is the envy of others, but it also makes them suspicious.

What exactly does Eberstadt want to do?
Was Herbert armed to the teeth really just for his protection?

Or was He trying to create a real "monster"?
The gods sensed something was amiss, and the powerful beings instinctively felt uneasy.

Therefore, even if people are envious of Herbert's good fortune, very few would choose to switch places with him.

Some benevolent gods even cast a pitying glance at Herbert, feeling sorry for his future.

Danger always coexists with opportunity.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Herbert received great favor and enjoyed the glory at this moment, but he will surely pay the corresponding price at some point in the future.

When that time comes, his fate will surely be extremely tragic.

Sacrificing oneself for the scorching sun, falling on the road to punish evil, betrayed by others, estranged from loved ones...

This is a price that must be paid.

This is fate's demand on all living beings.

No one can escape it.

Only the gods can somewhat resist fate and find loopholes in it, but they cannot completely escape its constraints.

All living beings are like boats, floating and sinking in the long river of fate.

The gods are nothing more than slightly larger boats.

However, their guess was wrong.

Big mistakes.

Herbert may indeed pay the price he deserves in the future, just as they guessed, but at this moment... he didn't enjoy anything much either.

Am I feeling great right now?
What a load of rubbish!
Contrary to the glamorous and glorious image he presented to the outside world, Herbert was actually feeling quite unwell at that moment.

"……hiss."

This favor, which all spirits yearn for, is now mercilessly burning his body.

Herbert felt a burning, stinging pain all over his body and groaned inwardly, as if he had been thrown into a boiling bath.

Herbert wasn't quite sure if this was a necessary part of the blessing process, or if some petty, jealous goddess was taking the opportunity to get revenge.
do not know.

We didn’t dare ask.

However, surely the Lord of the Blazing Sun wouldn't be such a sore loser?

I only punched you a few times before, just kidding, why are you so upset?

Can't afford it!
Okay, okay, I apologize, alright?

Look, I've already apologized, why haven't you forgiven me yet?

Seemingly sensing Herbert's inner turmoil, the light emanating from him shone even brighter.

laugh--

Silently sensing the increasingly ferocious holy light, Herbert felt as if he were being roasted alive.

I felt like a crispy duck in an oven, my whole body tense up.

Oh!
Thinking about it now, it seems like I was actually removing hair with boiling water, right...?

So, is the next step soon, when it's about to sizzle and ooze oil?
Or perhaps... you're being glared at by some disgruntled goddess with a cold yet burning (physically) gaze.

stare--

Herbert, who had been relentlessly punching and attacking the sun god, fell silent in the face of this retaliatory and malicious treatment.

"..."

He endured it quietly, his eyes half-closed, waiting for it all to end.

He was certain that Albertas, though furious, would never actually kill him, or even truly harm him.

Since the outcome is already predetermined, all that's needed is to endure the painful process.

In order to provoke the sun god, Herbert had no choice but to resort to such shameless talk, all of which were aimed at stirring up the god's emotions and ultimately arousing His interest.

Now that his goal has been achieved, he has no intention of continuing to engage in empty talk.

He didn't want to bow down and beg for mercy from the sun god for such a thing.

It is true that the sun god is proud, but wasn't Herbert just as proud?

Pain seared his body and scorched his soul, yet Herbert remained remarkably calm.

The blazing sun waits silently for mortals to bow their heads to it, to show their humility, and to no longer look directly at its majesty.

The mortals, however, quietly raised their heads, expressing their stance and responding without words.

The blazing sun remained silent.

Ordinary people are speechless.

【“…”】

"..."

The proud man and the god remained locked in a stalemate, neither willing to yield first.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

In the midst of this torment, the scale of time begins to blur.

One minute, ten minutes, half an hour...

Gradually, Herbert felt himself losing his sense of his body, and his consciousness was withdrawing from his body.

No longer feeling pain, no longer experiencing the burning of holy light.

Herbert didn't know his exact temperature, but he was "aware" that his body temperature was rising.

Like an iron block buried in a furnace by a craftsman, gradually turning red-hot, waiting to be transformed by a hammer.

then……

Boom!
A deafening roar shattered the silence.

I didn't feel the pain of being beaten, but rather an indescribable sense of relief.

After endless endurance and suffering, liberation and rebirth finally arrived.

I opened my eyes, and my sense of time returned.

"..."

In the outside world, less than a minute had passed.

The body not only suffered no harm, but became stronger than ever before.

Was all of this achieved through the unwavering will of mortals, or through the mercy of the gods?

Herbert didn't have time to think about the answer.

At that moment, something else captured his full attention.

He looked down and discovered that intricate and ancient holy marks were gradually appearing on his skin.

Unlike the holy marks that naturally condensed within his body, these marks grew from the inside out, like blood vessels.

At this moment, the emerging patterns became even more magnificent and sacred, as if the will of some supreme being was personally engraving them upon his body. The patterns, as if scorched by invisible flames, spread from the extremities to his chest, winding like flowing molten gold, each line radiating intense light.

The trajectory of the stigmata finally converged on his chest, where they intertwined into a blazing sun totem, with golden flames seemingly dancing at its core.

Then, all the light suddenly contracted, climbed up his neck, and finally condensed between his eyebrows.

Herbert couldn't see it, but everyone outside could see it clearly.

A vertical pupil-like line slowly took shape.

It is like a tightly closed third eye, or like some sleeping authority awakening.

The moment it was fully revealed, Herbert felt a vast gaze descend upon him, as if some being was watching him through the pattern.

That was the sun's gaze.

He also learned the name of the holy marks on his body at that moment.

【Eyes of the Blazing Sun】

Even in the long history of the Church of the Sun, this is a kind of almost legendary stigmata.

It is not something that can be borne by an ordinary human body, but only those who are personally favored by the sun god are qualified to have this fiery mark engraved in their flesh and blood.

It has many uses, but it is most famous for only one thing—realistic vision.

Having the Eyes of the Sun is equivalent to having the vision of the Sun God.

Under the gaze of those eyes, all illusions melt away like a thin mist.

Lies will have nowhere to hide, and the truth or falsehood of words will be reflected in the pupils in completely different colors.

Hatred twisted like black flames, and malice transformed into a hideous shadow in the field of vision.

The disguise was easily torn apart; no matter how exquisite the illusion, under the gaze of the blazing sun's eyes, it was nothing more than a fragile veil.

However, this power comes at a price.

Each time true vision is used, the soul of the blessed person is subjected to the scorching heat of the sun god's power, burned by the burning flames—as far as others are concerned.

For Herbert, who is immune to fire damage, this punishment can be completely ignored.

Meanwhile, the Eye of the Sun stigmata also represents a special status within the Church of the Sun.

It represents a title that hasn't been mentioned for a long time.

……

When the Eye of the Blazing Sun appeared between their brows, the powerful beings who had been watching all withdrew their gazes.

ended.

It's all over.

There's no need to watch any further.

The conflict between the Church of Lust and the Church of the Sun ultimately ended with the intervention of their respective deities.

The Church of Lust suffered a crushing defeat, with heavy casualties and the loss of several secret strongholds. They even failed to protect the incarnation of their own god.

The Church of the Sun won a great victory, a resounding triumph.

The sun god, suspected of being in a bad state, appeared and personally controlled a chosen one, ending all the wars.

Especially after witnessing that final scene, some gods put away their originally restless little thoughts.

From then on, all the false rumors and speculations about the "Sun God's abnormal condition" were completely debunked.

There was nothing wrong with His condition.

It remains as explosive and fiery as it has been for countless years.

He simply didn't know why he had become much "gentler," no longer exploding at the slightest provocation, and his tolerance for enemies had significantly improved.

This conclusion surprised everyone, but it wasn't unacceptable.

Even if someone has doubts, they won't personally test it.

Someone has already scouted the way for them.

The god of assassination was dissatisfied, believing that the sun god was an imposter.

He got up, and then... he was instantly killed.

After paying the price of the life of an idiotic evil god who willingly offered himself up to die, they had no choice but to believe it.

And most importantly...

It is the first time in nearly a thousand years that a saint has appeared in the Church of the Sun.

Yes.

They were not apostles of the sun god, but saints.

The name of the Apostle is insufficient to reflect the honor bestowed upon the holder of the [Eyes of the Sun] stigmata.

They are the earthly eyes of Eberstadt, representing His will better than His chosen ones.

On this day, a new name was etched in the memories of those stronger than legends, and also reached the ears of the gods.

[The Ninth Saint], [The Vessel of God], [The Blasphemer] — Herbert Albert
The ninth saint in the entire history of the Church of the Sun, and also the weakest.

Even the weakest of the saints before Herbert was an epic-level powerhouse.

Of course, most people don't know the second half of the sentence.

In their eyes, Herbert's abilities went far beyond being legendary.

After all, putting everything else aside, even his mount is an epic-level dragon!

And speaking of dragons...

After being knocked into the pit several times, Valentina learned her lesson. She first cautiously poked her head out of the pit and looked up.

Only after confirming that nothing would fall did he breathe a sigh of relief and look around with wide eyes, searching for Herbert.

Good news, she found it.

Bad news—she happened to see the moment Herbert suddenly burst into a bright light.

"what--"

"my eyes!"

Valentina's eyes rolled back, and she instinctively covered them, screaming as she fell back into the pit.

Boom!
……

……

After the blessing was finished, the consciousness of the sun god departed immediately.

Although the other party was very rude and left without even saying hello, Herbert decided to uphold the spirit of a gentleman and not pursue the matter further.

If it were someone else, Herbert might have tried to win them over further to increase their favorability.

But now, Herbert's relationship with Alberta is in a delicate position.

Although Herbert was disrespectful to Alberta, following Herbert's advice was a beneficial and harmless choice for Him.

Mutually beneficial and win-win?

Perhaps it's more like a mutually beneficial arrangement.

The sun god needs a tool, and Herbert needs His blessing.

Driven by mutual interests, they reached a special deal, temporarily becoming "allies" with shared interests.

Yes.

They are not saints and gods, but allies who help each other.

However, Herbert was well aware that the current situation was only temporary, and this delicate balance was at risk of being broken by external factors at any time.

What he needs most right now is to continue to increase his own value and make himself an indispensable person to the sun god.

Hurry back to your happy hometown, continue building your territory, establish good relationships with more monster girls, and gain more power.

But before that, Herbert had one more thing to do.

That is to receive the compensation he deserves for working so hard as a tool!
What he needs to do, in essence, boils down to just one sentence...

"I want to bathe in the holy water pool of the Temple of the Sun with my succubus and demon."

Herbert looked up at the blazing sun, gritted his teeth, and muttered viciously to himself:
"A bath for two!"

I've fought wars my whole life, can't I enjoy myself a little?

wash!
Wash it thoroughly!

(End of this chapter)