Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 422 Intertwined Destinies (4.2K views, please subscribe!)
"Ok?"

Herbert looked at the indifferent Sun Goddess, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Uh, what decision?"

Although it was regrettable, Herbert, out of "trust" in the sun goddess, felt that she most likely did not want to apply to join his bathing team.

When faced with Herbert's question, the "Hmm-Hmm Goddess" maintained her composure.

Instead of answering, he frowned slightly and gave a questioning "hmm".

【"Um?"】

He lowered his eyes and looked at Herbert as if he were looking at a stubborn idiot.

"Don't you understand?"

"I don't understand!"

Herbert didn't pretend to understand; he decisively replied, "I don't understand at all what you're referring to in that sentence."

He himself was a master of manipulating words, and he knew very well that if the information exchanged between the two parties was misaligned, the subsequent conversation would become highly ambiguous.

When facing a dangerous being like the Sun Goddess, even the slightest ambiguity is dangerous.

"Please make this clear: I am not your believer, not your servant, and not even your friend."

Herbert's gaze was resolute as he met the god's indifferent eyes. His tone was firm, and he said earnestly:

"If you think I can deduce what you're thinking from just one sentence, I can, but we need to build a deeper relationship."

Herbert could not read minds.

Although he was able to know what the monster girls wanted most most of the time, he would then give it to them.

However, those are all deductions based on experience after getting to know and be familiar with them; it's not something you can see through a person's heart out of thin air.

He is a man, not a god.

Moreover, even gods cannot completely read minds in this world.

They may be able to extract other people's souls and manipulate their will, but they cannot read minds 100% of the time.

This is why Herbert dared to lie before the gods and had the audacity to repeatedly use lies.

If mind reading truly existed, then all lies would cease to exist.

There would be no "God of Lies" in this world.

"Lord of the Sun, I hope you can understand that I am your ally, but not one of your kind."

After expressing his confusion in a dignified yet respectful manner, Herbert did not continue to press the issue, but softened his tone and said gently:

“I am just an ordinary mortal, without the extraordinary wisdom you possess, and I am unable to see through everything.”

"And you will definitely feel uncomfortable, or even annoyed, when you are facing a foolish mortal like me."

"But please understand, this was not our intention."

"My suggestion is, my dear goddess, if you want us to fully understand what you mean, you might as well make your point a little clearer."

After saying that, Herbert smiled slightly—a fake smile.

Reject riddle tellers.

Riddlers, go to hell!

There can only be one riddler in this world. All other riddlers can die.

【"……Um."】

After a moment of silence, Eberstadt surprisingly did not refute, but slowly nodded.

He looked at Herbert, thought for a moment, and then deliberately explained: "You made a wrong decision."

Herbert breathed a sigh of relief at the Sun Goddess's reaction.

Thankfully, things haven't gotten to the worst point yet.

At least now, He is still willing to communicate with me and cooperate with me, and He is not aloof and indifferent to everything.

It can be said that although He did not show much respect, He was indeed cooperating with Herbert.

This respect is the most important foundation for building a good relationship.

"What is wrong?"

Herbert felt a little calmer and continued to press, saying sincerely, "Please understand, I never intended to make you angry, but if my mistakes have angered you, please forgive me."

In this critical moment, Herbert's attitude was very good.

If you're wrong, admit it.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

It's one thing to be mischievous in other places, but with outsiders watching, the sun god might have some reservations.

But this is the Temple of the Sun, and outsiders have no way of knowing what happens inside—it's like walking into a dark room without any surveillance.

If you don't want to experience what it means to be the mastermind behind everything, then you'd better just honestly bow your head and admit your mistakes.

Unfortunately, the romantic bath together won't be possible...

Hmm, let's go back to our happy old home and take a shower!
After that, I will definitely build a huge holy light bath in Eldar!

As Herbert envisioned a bright future, he bowed his head earnestly and said:

"I hope you can clearly point out the mistakes I made. I believe that whatever they are, I can explain them to you."

"Please believe me, no matter what happens, I will not choose to run away, not even if it is the blasphemy I have committed..."

Herbert sincerely apologized, hoping to receive divine forgiveness.

As a result, quite unexpectedly, the goddess suddenly spoke up, interrupting Herbert.

"Blasphemy?"

After listening to Herbert for a while, Alberta hesitated, his eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly asked, "Did you...do something blasphemous that would anger me?"

He listened intently for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what strange things Herbert was talking about.

What is the gibberish saying?

At this moment, not only was the Sun Goddess confused, but Herbert was even more perplexed.

what?
His eyes widened, and he couldn't help but let out a shout from the villagers in the blocky game: "Huh?"

Hearing his strange response, the Sun Goddess frowned even deeper and subconsciously hummed in response: 【"Hmm?"】

Herbert stared at her, wide-eyed as if they were on the same wavelength, and then uttered a heartfelt call: "Hmm!?"

Unfortunately, this time the other party didn't continue playing with him.

【“…”】

The Sun Goddess responded to Herbert's abstraction with a cold, idiotic gaze.

Although the goddess rolled her eyes at him, Herbert was overjoyed and breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He's not a masochist; he doesn't feel pleasure from being rolled his eyes at.

He truly breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly realized something crucial—the Sun Goddess didn't seem angry at his actions!

"that……"

Herbert hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Are you really not angry? You really don't think there's a problem?"

He couldn't feel completely at ease until he got to the bottom of this matter.

The sun goddess frowned even deeper, and said with some impatience, "Why should I be angry?"

To be honest, He was getting a little annoyed.

I wasn't angry at first, but now that I'm being asked so many questions, I'm starting to get a little angry.

"Well, you've seen it all, haven't you?"

Herbert sensed that the other person was nearing the end of their patience and offered an explanation:

"Ahem! Well, look, I've brought them all the way to your temple and even had everything submerged in the holy water... Is that alright?"

Herbert became increasingly hesitant, even questioning his own confidence. "Wait, is this really alright?"

There's definitely something wrong with this!
After Herbert finished speaking, the Sun Goddess did not give a direct answer, but instead brought up another matter.

"You didn't feel fear when facing the evil god, nor when I controlled your body, but now, you feel uneasy facing me."

He gazed silently at Herbert, recalling the will within Herbert's soul that He had sensed when His consciousness descended upon Herbert's body.

Steadfast, confident, courageous... these qualities encompass almost everything a paladin needs.

His heart was filled with arrogance and even contempt for the gods—this was not only directed at evil gods, but also included Him.

Herbert held all gods in equal contempt.

It was precisely because she understood this that the sun goddess was even more perplexed.

Why would such a blasphemer suddenly lose his confidence?

And now, He knows the answer.

"Are these your reasons?"

Herbert calmed down and said softly, "Yes, that's why. I'd like to know if you're angry about it?"

The deity gazed upon the mortal, sensing that his unease was rapidly dissipating, and gently nodded.

"It's nothing."

Without making a fuss or trying to be mysterious, the deity simply stated his attitude calmly.

He doesn't care.

"That's it..."

At that moment, Herbert, who was finally at ease, suddenly understood.

I think I'm overthinking things.

Do not try to understand the thoughts of gods from the perspective of mortals.

Especially when facing these most ancient deities, secular concepts are not suitable for them.

He felt he had committed a grave blasphemy, but in the eyes of the gods, it was nothing.

The thoughts of different gods are not the same, so they cannot be generalized.

Some so-called taboo things are cared about by some gods, but completely ignored by others.

The Sun Goddess didn't care at all that Flora and the others entered the temple.

Preventing evil creatures such as demons from entering the Sun Temple was a rule set by the Church of the Sun itself.

There aren't even explicit rules; instead, it's a tacit, unspoken rule that everyone feels is correct.

But no one has ever asked the gods if they feel blasphemous because of this.

Similarly, entering the holy water pool is not restricted to others.

In some high-level divine rituals, the wounded and the dead are placed in a pool of holy water for healing.

Therefore, from the perspective of the sun god, Herbert actually had no reason to feel uneasy about this.

So, does this mean we can invite Him to take a bath together...?

Just as Herbert's thoughts were about to wander, Ebersta quietly added, "If you continue like this, I will indeed become angry."

Kid, that's enough. Don't go too far.

Herbert responded with a resounding "No! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha, what are you saying? Nothing's happened yet! Don't worry about it, don't worry about it..."

After chuckling, Herbert coughed twice and changed the subject: "So, if you're not angry about this, then what were you referring to just now?"

【"she."】

Ebersta looked at the demon sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in a corner of the temple, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, seemingly disgust, yet also a hint of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of mixed emotions, often including regret or sympathy).

"Are you sure you want to take on her fate?"

After a moment, the Sun Goddess withdrew her gaze, calmly looking at the paladin, and slowly said, "I know what you want to do, but are you truly prepared to bear the consequences?"

"What you did was forcibly reverse her fate, turning the tide... and this comes at a price."

Herbert had by then realized what the Sun Goddess really meant—to forcibly reverse Flora's fate.

"If she can't handle it, then you will bear all the consequences."

The deity gazed at the mortal whose expression grew increasingly calm and slowly asked:

"Your fate is already fraught with peril, strewn with the thorns of the gods, and you could die at any moment."

"Even so, do you still want to continue bearing the fate of others? Would you rather bear this filthy, evil, and depraved destiny?"

The gods are questioning mortals.

Trying to make him realize his mistake.

It also seems to be seeking an answer.

When asked by the gods, the mortals answered without hesitation.

"She was neither dirty nor evil, nor ever depraved."

Herbert was the first to dismiss Ebersta's assessment, then shrugged and chuckled, "You know that very well, otherwise you wouldn't have let her in here."

The sun goddess may have no problem with mortal races, but she certainly has a problem with evil.

If Flora were truly evil, she would have been completely purified the moment she entered this place.

"Regarding what you said about bearing one's fate... is there a problem?"

Herbert smiled broadly, winked easily, and chuckled, "Do you think I can't do it? Or do you think I'm not qualified?"

The mortals asked the question, but they did not need the gods to answer it.

He provided the answer himself.

"It's possible."

Herbert said calmly but firmly, "I don't care if you're testing me or trying to get an answer from me, my answer will not change."

"Moreover, I'm not just going to do it, I've been doing it all along."

He looked at Flora, pulled Valentina into his arms, and finally glanced at Cretty, who was standing in the corner with her head down.

His gaze swept around, and the upward curve of his lips widened even further.

"It's not just her, it's her, or it's her; I have already taken their fate upon myself."

When exactly did I begin to bear their fate?
Was it after deepening the relationship with them? Or after making promises to them?

No, neither.

"From the beginning."

Herbert's lips curled slightly, and he spoke in a troubled but casual tone:

“From the moment I became the warden of the disciplinary office, from the moment I met them there, my fate was intertwined with theirs.”

Bearing the fate of others?
That's a rather heavy statement.

Rather than carrying it on one's back, Herbert preferred to call it "shared responsibility."

However, there were only slightly more people who shared his fate.

"Oh, right."

As he spoke, Herbert seemed to have thought of something, looked up at the phantom of the god, and suddenly laughed with pleasure.

The mortal gazed at the deity and said in a strange, eerie tone, "Even you are the same."

"Our destinies have long been intertwined."

(End of this chapter)