Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 420 Instead of resisting, enjoy it! (6K views, please subscribe!)
Take a bath?

Together?
Miss Devil protested quite vehemently when she found out when Herbert was going to do it.

She made what was perhaps the loudest sound she had ever made in her life.

"I!"

"Do not!!"

"want!!!"

What kind of hellish joke is this?!?

……

After a while.

The devilish lady, who had fought so hard, still remained in the temple.

Kreti huddled pitifully in a corner of the temple, hugging her knees, her eyes lifeless as she silently crumbled, looking as if she had just been severely bullied.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

After Kretty loudly expressed his opinion, Herbert said nothing, but his loyal servant spoke for him.

Flora gave the disobedient, immature, and noisy Kreti a good scolding.

The demon used her usual method—to throw punches silently.

The devil's response was the same as always—bowing down after being beaten.

Let's talk this out, please don't resort to violence!

I'll just keep my voice down!

"...Tsk!"

Miss Devil kept baring her teeth at the Paladin, feeling her tail curling up in embarrassment.

Her distress wasn't solely due to Herbert's apparent intention to bathe in the holy water with her.

To be honest, while this isn't easy to accept, it's not entirely unbearable.

Putting aside the fact that the devil's moral values ​​are vastly different from those of humans, even from a human perspective, Herbert... this bath companion wasn't bad at all.

Rather, she actually benefited.

In the distance, with Flora's help, Herbert leisurely untied the saint's robe he was wearing.

The white robe embroidered with gold thread was gently cradled in the demon's arms, revealing Herbert's seemingly frail body beneath the robe, which actually contained immense power.

This is a powerful body that has been tested multiple times and is strong enough to engage in close combat with an adult legendary dragon.

Now, having received the blessing and enhancement of the Sun God, it's unknown how much further progress they will make.

Herbert continued undressing, removing his shirt to reveal his firm and perfectly sculpted upper body muscles.

The muscles are not exaggeratedly large; instead, they are meticulously crafted in detail, and even the most difficult-to-train small muscle groups are fully exercised.

The shape of muscles is largely determined by genetics, but postnatal efforts are also indispensable; neither can be neglected.

But for Herbert, he didn't actually put in much effort.

His training methods have never been the traditional, physically demanding approach; instead, he has improved his fitness through clever tricks.

Especially after receiving the blessing of the goddess of humph, the "Divine Body," his body was further refined, almost reaching the extreme that mortals could achieve.

Flawless and perfectly symmetrical.

Such a body can already be called a "perfect physique".

There was no sweat or effort, it was all just damn talent.

Regardless of gender or race, people cannot help but stop and stare after seeing this perfect body.

If they could, they would even go up and examine it closely.

Right now, there are vivid examples proving this point.

Valentina, who had finally calmed down for a while, walked up behind Herbert with drool in her eyes and pounced on him from behind, hugging him tightly.

Hug me, inhale—ha!

She took a deep breath, but it wasn't enough; she stuck out her tongue and licked it, as if she wanted to take a bite out of it.

Then, Herbert gently tapped her forehead.

"Stop fooling around, I'll play with you later."

Herbert gently comforted Miss Hungry Dragon, carefully freed himself from her embrace, and continued walking slowly forward.

He hadn't taken off his entire lower body, leaving only a pair of close-fitting shorts—a sight that greatly disappointed Valentina, who was eagerly waiting behind him. She pouted and complained about his stingy back.

Flora, who was watching from the side, was not as presumptuous as Valentina, but she had almost lost her composure and overstepped her bounds just now.

At that moment, she was tightly hugging the robe that Herbert had just taken off, and couldn't help but take a gentle sniff.

Sniff, ha...

So fragrant!
Soon, she also felt that this was not enough, so she slightly increased the force of her inhalation, greedily inhaling the remaining breath into her lungs.

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The other two performed so poorly, and although Kretty was a little better than them, she wasn't actually that much better.

She also felt a strong attraction and barely managed to resist, but she had already swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

...Gurgle!

Herbert, at the eye of the storm where the three monster girls' gazes converged, appeared quite calm.

He gradually removed his clothes and walked step by step toward the holy water pool in the center of the temple.

His steps were slow, but not sluggish; on the contrary, one could sense Herbert's solemnity and seriousness at that moment.

He no longer needs to bathe or burn incense, nor does he need to pray.

Herbert, who had sworn an oath of purity, was already one of the purest beings in the world, and he was not a believer in the sun god.

Finally, Herbert calmly walked into the pool of holy water.

wow-

The moment Herbert's toes touched the pool water, the previously hidden Sun Mark on his body suddenly lit up.

hum! ! !
The holy marks seemed to come alive, and began to arrange themselves in a way that Herbert could not comprehend.

Although I don't fully understand its meaning, I can clearly feel that the power of the Stigmata has been greatly enhanced... in every aspect.

The 【Crown of the Sun】blesses you with double the affinity for Holy Light, allowing you to absorb energy from enemy Holy Light attacks and convert a small portion into your own life force.

The energy absorbed by the Holy Water Pool rapidly replenished the Holy Mark, allowing it to continue its gradual improvement, even though it was thought to be completely perfect.

But Herbert didn't care about any of that; at that moment, only one thing could move him.

Take a bath!

After working so hard for so long, it's time for me to enjoy myself.

In the center of the holy water pool was a structure resembling a baptismal pool. Herbert walked down a few steps, but instead of continuing forward, he stood in the water, with his upper body just above the surface.

Herbert lowered his head, looked at the clear, transparent pool water, and suddenly smiled.

He used his hand as a ladle to scoop up the holy water that shimmered with golden light from the pool, and then slowly poured it over his head.

The holy water flowed down from the top of his head, across his face, dripped onto his chest, and finally slid down his skin before returning to the pool.

His white hair, as white as moonlight, cascaded down like a waterfall, reflecting a handsome figure as ethereal as the moon on the shimmering surface of the sacred pool.

In Herbert's own words, it would be like this: Wow, what a magnificent picture of a muscular man emerging from the bath!
"Goo!"

Miss Devil swallowed hard as she watched this scene, forcibly averting her gaze, biting her lip, and muttering to herself:

"Damn it, why is this guy so good-looking..."

She possesses a face comparable to an angel, yet also an allure like a devil.

Even though Kretty harbored some resentment towards Herbert, she had to admit that the scene was truly beautiful and soothing to watch.

Yes, what truly made Kretty want to flee back to hell immediately wasn't the sight of this drool-worthy hunk taking a bath.

Her breakdown at this moment was more due to another reason—she felt that her beliefs had been greatly shaken.

After arriving in the Holy City of Glory, the devilish lady's underlying beliefs wavered once again.

Previously, at Herbert's request, Kreti had given a thorough and unrestrained rant to the sun god believers who were trapped in the illusion.

This is no easy task; if not handled properly, it can easily backfire, and well-intentioned actions can easily offend people.

But Kretty doesn't care about that.

She went all out, unleashing all the venomous tongue skills she had accumulated over hundreds of years, launching a fierce attack on those guys, spewing out all sorts of sarcastic remarks as if they were free.

I expected to be met with a barrage of insults and curses, and even be chased and beaten by angry believers...

Don't get me wrong, Kretty isn't worried about being misunderstood.

On the contrary, she actually hoped to see this happen.

After all, this is the kind of daily treatment a normal devil should enjoy.

He felt good about cursing.

According to the law of conservation of smiles, when you smile, others will lose their smiles.

So, after you've had your fill of venting, logically speaking, those people should feel angry, right?

The laws were sound, the procedures were sound, and the personnel were sound, but the result was still the problem.

why?
Why is it that after those guys sobered up, all the emotions they expressed to themselves were joy?

Kreti didn't understand.

I'm completely lost.

Some even broke through their defenses.

"Thank you for your scolding!"

"You made us realize our mistakes!"

"Thank you! It was your words that woke us up in our time of crisis, preventing us from completely falling into depravity!"

"Thank you! Thank you so much..."

The gratitude expressed was sincere and heartfelt, reminiscent of a prodigal son's sudden awakening, as they tried their best to thank the mysterious woman who had awakened them at the critical moment.

Kreti: ?

???

Listen to this, you all come and listen!
What the hell is this?
Listen to this yourselves, is this something you can say to the devil?

Friends, are you trying to kill me?
For the devil, such praise was more infuriating than the most vicious curse.

No, that's not right!

I'm not here to help you!
I did not do this voluntarily!

I just wanted to take this opportunity to rant; I really didn't intend to genuinely help you!
No!

I don't!
You don't need to thank me!!!
Do not--

Kreti breaks through the Great Defense.

She was already quite upset by just one person's thanks before, but now, suddenly receiving thanks from thousands of people almost caused her to have a mental breakdown.

Yet, in Kretty's heart, there was a faint but real dissenting voice.

"Perhaps, this feeling is... not bad?" Really not bad?
I felt a mix of awkwardness, unease, and joy—a complex feeling.

Is this what it feels like to be thanked?

"I just did what I wanted to do. What they think has nothing to do with me. Whether they are grateful or hateful, it's their business... well, it has nothing to do with me."

She tried to comfort herself, searching for a more acceptable excuse.

Kretty really didn't know why she had such a "rebellious" thought that was considered "outrageous" by the devil.

But she had to admit that after thinking that way, he felt a great deal of mental relaxation.

And... vaguely sensed that he was special.

Perhaps, I really am an anomaly among the devils?
It's not just a difference in talent, but more importantly, a difference in spirit.

"Thinking about it this way, can I really still be considered a devil?"

……

……

Miss Devil was struggling with her own troubles and pondering her uniqueness.

Meanwhile, Herbert, who had already submerged most of his body in the holy water, looked completely at ease and comfortable.

enjoy.

For paladins, holy water itself is harmless and is an important means for them to replenish their energy.

While it is not uncommon for people to immerse themselves directly in holy water, it is extremely rare and not something that ordinary people are qualified to do.

However, the Holy Water Pool has a special value and significance, and ordinary church believers were not entitled to do so in the past.

Because the power accumulated in the Holy Water Pool is very precious, it is mostly used to treat severely injured patients on the verge of death, or even to repair the bodies of the victims in preparation for their resurrection. Only then will such a high-level treatment be used.

But now, Herbert is neither seriously injured nor does he intend to revive himself.

He simply wanted to have a good time soaking in it.

Herbert had wanted to do this for a long time!

Unfortunately, the holy water pool in the Misty Monastery could not be used so extravagantly; he could drink as much as he wanted, but he could not waste any.

However, the Glorious Holy City is different.

This is a kingdom protected by the sun god, and the Church of the Sun is its supreme ruler.

The Sun Temple in the City of Glory is the main base of the Church of the Sun in the mortal world!
The holy water stored here is virtually inexhaustible; it's impossible for Herbert to use it all up by himself.

The holy light energy has been accumulated for so many years, even if some of it is absorbed, it won't have any major impact, and no one will notice it—that was what Herbert originally thought.

As the holy marks on his body gradually rose in the pool of water, Herbert vaguely sensed something.

The energy accumulated in the Temple of Radiant Holy City was not as much as he had imagined; it must have been used up just recently.

So when exactly is it?

Well... with just a little reflection, one can understand where this power was used.

The Sun God destroyed the two evil gods not only by relying on the power gained from transforming Herbert, but also by using some of the energy accumulated in the mortal realm of gods.

Eberstadt has always done this, and without anyone noticing, it secretly mobilized the entire city's energy to fight back.

Herbert was merely a conduit for forces, not an amplifier.

Disregarding these trivial details, Herbert still fully enjoyed the pleasure that came with the bath.

And this feeling was exactly what he had expected.

Cool.

Enjoyed it so much.

The water wasn't very hot; in fact, it was rather cool. But once Herbert was fully immersed in it, he felt as if he were lying in an extremely comfortable hot spring, enjoying the smooth, flowing water.

He leaned back, floating on the water, glancing sideways at the devilish lady who was silently struggling on the shore.

"Haha~"

Herbert, however, remained remarkably calm in the face of Kreti's breakdown, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

You finally realize where the problem lies?
Accept your true self as soon as possible.

However, Herbert wasn't in a hurry to offer her guidance; he let her struggle with the decision for a while longer.

Listen, she's over there, energetically clamoring to take a bath with me.

Do not believe?

Everyone heard me shout "Yes!!!" just now!
I didn't force her to say that.

Don't take things out of context! —From "Don't Take Things Out of Context!"

In fact, Herbert left some room for maneuver and did not speak too directly.

He felt that Kretty's troubles were somewhat meaningless.

Especially when it comes to these trivial matters, one tends to blame oneself and others.

It's better to accept reality sooner rather than later and start enjoying it.

For example, when you find yourself bad at games, you shouldn't keep pushing yourself to rank up, and you shouldn't put pressure on yourself and create too much stress.

Playing games is supposed to be relaxing, so why make things harder for yourself?
The game is already painful enough; adding an impossible goal to motivate yourself will only result in losing both enjoyment and achievement.

Both were in vain; all that remained was a surge of anger.

Now that you've discovered you lack talent, you might as well start accepting yourself as you are. As long as you adjust your mindset and start enjoying the game, your gaming experience will be greatly enhanced.

Do you have to be really good at video games to succeed?
Can't it be funny if the fight is hilarious?
Yes.

As long as you can accept it, then everything is fine, and no one has the right to criticize you.

I'm just kidding. Even if you point fingers, it won't help.

As long as you are mentally strong enough, no amount of external evaluation or interference will affect your decisions.

Make a decision sooner, enjoy it sooner.

Herbert soaked in the holy water pool, absorbing the divine power accumulated over thousands of years, and looked at Flora, whispering:

"Flora, are you ready? Or do you need a little more time?"

He looked into the demon lady's eyes and said slowly, "I have just tested it, and the conditions here are sufficient to achieve everything required for the purification ritual."

“With the holy power and environment accumulated here, I am confident that I can completely resolve your troubles and free you from the torment of chaos.”

Herbert went for a bath not only for his own enjoyment, but also partly so that Flora could get a feel for the environment beforehand—though it was a small part, it wasn't entirely absent.

“Yes, now is the time to fulfill my promise to you.” With that, Herbert laughed with delight.

This was the agreement they initially made: Flora would become his servant, and Herbert would help her escape from the endless torment of chaos.

Flora remained loyal to Herbert throughout, without ever overstepping her bounds.

Now is the time for Herbert to fulfill his promise.

After Herbert finished speaking, a while passed before Flora's eyes flickered slightly, and a light returned to their gleam.

"Master, I..."

Flora remained silent after entering the temple.

Without saying a word, she helped Herbert teach Kretty a lesson, silently helped him remove his robes, and quietly watched him walk into the pool.

Throughout the entire process, she made no comment until he asked her about it, at which point her expression changed.

"..."

She seemed to wake up with a start, unsure whether she had been immersed in a nightmare or a beautiful dream.

After hesitating for a moment, Flora shook her head absently and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I...I don't know."

The wise man of the demons appeared quite uneasy at this moment.

She was unsure of what she should do...

It's too fast, this day has come far too quickly.

She had thought it would take Herbert at least ten, twenty, or even fifty years to fulfill his promise to her.

But how much time has passed since then?

The opportunity I've pursued and longed for my whole life is finally right in front of me?

Honestly, Flora felt it was all so unreal.

When the thing you've been pursuing your whole life is right in front of you, within easy reach, you feel uneasy.

She suddenly hesitated, a sense of unease and uncertainty rising within her.

This reaction was unlike Flora's usual self, but it was her truest thought.

Is this really what I want?

Is it all really worth it?
Herbert could see her unease and confusion. Without urging her, he smiled gently and nodded, saying softly, "It's alright, there's still plenty of time. You can think about it some more."

He wasn't in a hurry to urge Flora to make a decision.

Ultimately, this is a decision he needs to make himself.

All Herbert could do was give her a chance to change her destiny.

Flora's fate was ultimately determined by herself.

"……Um."

Flora hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently, bowed to Herbert, and quietly walked to another corner of the temple.

She needs to think about it carefully.

In this final moment, I've finally figured everything out.

Herbert looked at the serious-looking Miss Devil and nodded.

Turning her head, she looked at the devilish lady with a conflicted expression and pursed her lips.

Finally, their gaze fell upon Miss Hungry Dragon, who looked ravenously hungry—she had been craving it for a long time, and her eyes were practically gleaming.

"Okay, okay, I'll get right now... um!!?"

Just as Herbert was about to call Valentina over so the two could secretly get close in the new pool, his expression suddenly froze.

Because, just as he was casually glancing around... he suddenly caught a glimpse of a fifth figure that shouldn't have been there.

To be precise, it was in the water reflecting the holy light that I saw a reflection that was both strange and somewhat familiar.

A tall, imposing woman, exuding a heroic air but appearing aloof, sat by the pool, quietly gazing up at the dome.

Herbert gave this guy many nicknames.

Bald woman! Hmm... weird!
as well as……

Sun Goddess!
I actually saw the shadow of the Sun Goddess!?
"hiss!!?"

Herbert was confused and didn't know what had happened.

Is this, is this right?
At this moment, Herbert really wanted to ask a stupid question:
"Hey, what a coincidence..."

"So, you've come to take a bath too?"

(End of this chapter)