Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 459 The Goddess of Humor Says She Can't Accept It (Please Subscribe!!!)
A sense of peace pervaded the underground sanctuary.

Just now, a very rare, almost miraculous, transaction took place here, a perfect trade where both parties felt they had made a huge profit.

Herbert smiled modestly, trying not to let his smile be too obvious, and coughed occasionally.

"Haha, haha, cough cough, haha."

The archbishop, however, was more shrewd. He smiled and nodded, seemingly agreeing with Herbert's sense of "sacrifice."

"Not bad, hehe, you did a really good job, hehehe!"

These two people have decided on the ownership of a sealed artifact that would put even the gods on guard, and have done something that could change the future.

But it looks more like two old men squatting at a roadside stall had been arguing for a long time before finally finishing their bargain and making a deal on a genuine old item.

"That idiot actually bought it! He's made a killing! No way, we have to make him pay more!"

"Haha, this idiot really sold himself to me! I've hit the jackpot! But, I can't let this get out of the way, I have to be careful not to let him find out! Thirty-five seconds... wait until thirty-five seconds before you laugh."

The seller felt he had ripped off a sucker and wanted to make him empty his savings.

The buyer thinks the seller is ignorant and a blind idiot, so the buyer has to deliberately lower the price to avoid arousing suspicion.

The more harmonious the conversation, the brighter the smiles on both sides become.

The guests and hosts were all delighted, and everyone was happy.

Everyone present was overjoyed... except for the "old item" that was being traded.

【“…”】

Nenasha's feelings were quite complicated at this moment.

It's hard to comment.

It evoked a mixed feeling.

He wasn't upset about being treated as a commodity in a transaction; He wasn't that pretentious.

For them, having the statue of the Virgin Mary would be entirely beneficial to Herbert; it was a long-held desire that they dared not voice.

Being able to do this,
Instead... I felt that the whole thing, from beginning to end, unfolded in a way that was completely unbelievable.

That's unreasonable!
Do you understand?
That's fucking unreasonable!!!

Miss Harmony is a little overwhelmed and doesn't want to accept this reality.

wrong! wrong! wrong!

There must be something wrong here!

Otherwise, how could it be so simple?!
...Oh, you got it?

Uh, you really got it?
Just like that, so easily?
Ok? ? ?
Nenasha truly couldn't accept such a frivolous turn of events.

Because He had made many preparations in order to one day "take back" the statue of the Virgin Mary.

I really thought about it for countless days and nights, and I don't know how much effort I put into it!

Perhaps, in Herbert's mind, Miss Harmony's prestige had long since vanished, and he now saw her as nothing more than a comedic character who only spouted dirty jokes in his ear.

But that's prejudice!
Blatant malicious prejudice!

Unbeknownst to Herbert, Nena was taking the future they were about to face very seriously.

He became even more cautious, especially after their relationship progressed further.

If they are just allies, then their cooperation is simply a matter of mutual benefit, and there's not much else to consider.

Even if some casualties occur along the way, it is still within the scope of the transaction between the two parties.

That's how transactions work.

Since the rewards and costs have already been agreed upon long ago, there's nothing more to discuss.

But later, the situation changed.

Nenasa overturned all the plans that originally required Herbert to make a "sacrifice".

That approach might have yielded better results, but He chose to give it up voluntarily.

For example——

Why did Nenasa encourage Herbert to befriend Valentina and the others, and go to great lengths to help them?
Is He really that kind? Does He really enjoy helping his allies?

There may be some goodwill towards allies, but most of it is all calculation.

Because, in some of the earliest alternatives, Nenesha had planned to let him escape at the right time and have those monster girls sacrifice themselves to protect Herbert, thereby inciting his anger and hatred.

The deeper the bond, the more brilliant the power it unleashes at that moment.

The intense hatred was enough to transform Herbert into the person He needed him to be.

This may be unfair to the monster girl prisoners and cruel to Herbert, but for the evil god, it is a very common practice.

Of course, that was really just a very early idea, existing only in Nenasa's mind for a fleeting moment.

As for now...

Nenasha didn't want Herbert to hate her.

He never considered dragons, mermaids, vampires, and the like as true rivals, but he would no longer disregard their lives or deaths.

He may not care, but he definitely does.

So, what is love?
For Nenasha, the answer to this question has never changed.

Love is a curse.

To love someone is to let the person you love become your weakness.

It means not wanting to hurt the other person, no matter how they feel about it.

They are willing to give up their own interests to protect the other party, even at the cost of making sacrifices.

How could this not be a cruel curse?

But thankfully... this curse is mutual.

True love is to simultaneously curse the other person and be the one to accept their curse.

When the shackles of "love" bind the souls of two people simultaneously, the harm of the curse becomes insignificant.

To avoid hurting Herbert, to avoid making Him hate her, and to avoid future regrets... Nenasha faced many times more difficulties in making her plans.

Not to mention, there's also the ultimate enemy He considers a hypothetical foe, the "Archbishop," whom He can never avoid in any of His countless plans.

As He grew stronger by associating with Herbert, His power also increased. He felt a deeper fear of this being who had always suppressed him than Herbert had ever had.

This is no one you can easily fool.

You must be careful, careful and careful!
The plan cannot afford the slightest mishap!
If anything goes wrong, they will both be completely handed over to the archbishop!

For this, Miss Harmony truly put in a tremendous amount of effort; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she poured her heart and soul into it.

While Herbert wrestled with Valentina, Neyana was making plans.

While Herbert and Freyme were making love, Valentina was asleep, and Nenasa was mentally rehearsing the plan, trying to find any flaws.

While Herbert and Eliza were exchanging blood, Valentina was still asleep, and Nena was still preparing a second, and even a third, backup plan!
When Herbert and Flora! When Herbert and Sfanie! When Herbert and Kretty! When Herbert and Lucy…

While Herbert was getting closer to the monster girls... I forgot the beginning, I forgot the middle, anyway, Nenasha was making plans the whole time.

Why does He work so hard?
Of course it's for showing off!

So that when the time is right in the future, when Herbert is finally qualified to plan these things, He can casually throw a whole set of plans in Herbert's face and enjoy his praise and worship.

You have to put in ten or a hundred times more effort behind the scenes to make it look effortless in front of others.

To achieve prominence in public, one must suffer in private. And now…

I have suffered the consequences.

I've endured the bitterness.

Where is the wealth and status I desired?

answer me!
How did it end up in Herbert's hands?

If it ends up in his hands, so be it. After all, what's his will be mine eventually; it's just a matter of time...

But is it really that easy?
You two settled this matter in just a few words?
What about all my previous efforts?!?

me……

Damn it, why?
destiny!!!

You fucking slut!
Of course, the former Goddess of Fate, who had fallen countless years ago and even created a new account as the Goddess of Fortune after resetting her account, could not hear Nenasha's broken-down wails.

Even if they heard it, they probably wouldn't take it to heart.

If you can easily get what you want, then you can keep it to yourself and enjoy it secretly!

And you still dare to bark like a dog here!

It's so noisy!
【"ha……"】

Moreover, what puzzled Nenesa even more was the Archbishop's attitude toward Herbert.

It's not bad, it's too good.

They were so friendly.

Compared to Herbert's indecisive father, who could only protect his child by sending him to a monastery, the archbishop was the complete opposite.

This person can be described as an angel investor among angel investors.

That's true; whatever Herbert wanted, he gave him without hesitation.

Haha, just kidding.

Even if you don't ask for it, I'll give it to you!

That's practically offering it to someone they're desperate to get!

Do not want?
LOL, I can't even not want it!
I don't even want to act anymore.

Seriously, even a grandfather wouldn't spoil his grandson this much.

Although the archbishop may not show it, all the things he has done so far are seen by Nenasha as spoiling Herbert.

They even gave me a Saint-level sealed artifact!
In order to make up for all of Herbert's shortcomings, they simply sent him the reasons for establishing the monastery so that he could keep them with him at all times...

Honestly, that's a bit outrageous.

Nenasha even sensed a faint sense of crisis.

It wasn't that I was worried the archbishop might have any ill intentions towards me—it would be strange if he didn't.

Instead, they were worried that Herbert would be swayed by Old Deng's sweet talk!
No!

How could I possibly be outdone by an old man like Deng?!?
No, it's not possible...

If He hadn't believed that the Archbishop wouldn't be so outrageous and couldn't possibly hide his "malice" so deeply, He would have suspected that this old man had his eye on Herbert's hook!
But if, assuming things really are that absurd... then preparations for "Herbert's Hook Protection Plan" will have to be put on the agenda!
Nena felt a heavy weight on her shoulders—even though she was still in a special state where she could only hide within Herbert's soul.

Even so, He experienced a kind of impossible responsibility.

The gods silently made a vow in their hearts—

"I will protect Herbert's hook!!!"

……

……

"Sir, what exactly do I need to do? Are you sure there won't be any problems?"

"Yes, child, don't worry, I will tell you everything. With me here, you will be fine."

Herbert and the archbishop were completely taken aback by the fact that Nenasha could have such abstract ideas, and after laughing for a while, they began a serious conversation.

After all, this matter is by no means small and cannot afford the slightest mistake—both sides have their own determination!
Herbert was unwilling to miss out on this unexpected surprise.

Although he could guess that the archbishop had his own schemes behind him, he still chose to take the bait after weighing the pros and cons.

There is no way, he gave too much.

As for the archbishop, Old Deng was also worried, but not about anything else—he was thinking that he absolutely could not miss this opportunity to "go out to the greatest extent possible".

"Actually, you don't need to do anything."

"Ok?"

The archbishop looked at Herbert, who had a puzzled expression, shook his head and smiled, and slowly walked towards the icon: "Having this determination and will to take responsibility is enough."

"As for the rest, just leave it all to me."

The seemingly ordinary old man raised his hand and placed it on the boy's shoulder, taking a step toward the holy statue in the center of the sanctuary.

whoosh-

"Um!!?"

What seemed like an ordinary step taken by the two gave Herbert the illusion that he had crossed countless mountains and rivers.

No... that might not be an illusion.

I had experienced it myself before, and I don't know how long it took to fly before I landed next to the archbishop.

At that time, Herbert thought it was just the archbishop's control over the laws, but now it seems... that might not be the case.

The actual size of this underground sanctuary may be far greater than one imagines.

So what does this ability count for?
Does it mean shrinking the earth to an inch?
Just as Herbert was thinking about this, the archbishop put him down and slowly walked to the icon.

"hehe."

The archbishop stood in front, and Herbert could not see his expression, but he heard a soft chuckle and a wave of his hand.

Then, the statue, which exuded a powerful aura, began to shrink rapidly, changing from half a person's height to the size of a figurine in just a few breaths.

As the statue shrank in size, its appearance changed; the originally blurry lines became clearer, and it even gained some color.

Although the saintess's face was still not clearly visible, her clothing appeared to be in high definition, becoming more exquisite from its stone material.

Herbert stared at the shrunken "blasphemous prayer statue," blinking rapidly, feeling as if he were truly seeing a meticulously crafted figurine scaled down to its original size.

this size.

Ok……

He raised his hand and gestured, then silently shook his head, regretfully abandoning his bold idea.

No, it's too small.

—For a figurine, this size is not suitable for handling; it has no practical value and is only good for display.

But just when Herbert thought the size was about right, the archbishop seemed to think it wasn't enough and waved his hand again.

whoosh-

The figure continued to shrink and changed its original three-dimensional form, transforming into a silver necklace with an exquisite "Saint's Prayer" pattern!

(End of this chapter)