Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 495 You Are My Treasure
"I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong—no, don't!"

"Ahhh—I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!"

It's going to break!!!

Within the Mirror Space, the pitiful screams of a girl being molested can be heard from the mirrors at various angles.

"...Tsk."

Lucille, who was being treated as a "villain," twitched at the corner of his mouth, frowned in disgust, and tightened his grip on the sword hilt, wishing he could actually slash at it.

"Alright, Lucille, let her go this time."

Herbert, who was being held in Lucille's arms with one arm, gently patted her forearm, signaling her to put him down.

"..."

Miss Fallen Angel decided to ignore the signals from the person in her arms and continue to cling to him for a while longer, pretending nothing had happened.

"Okay, stop pretending you can't hear me."

Lucille sensed that Herbert's little hand was about to become unclean, and instinctively shrank back, dodging the silent attack. He said with displeasure:

"...I won't let go."

"Please let me go, sweetie."

Herbert gently comforted him, "You see, you can't keep holding me like this forever, can you?"

"I can."

"No, you can't!"

Herbert was somewhat exasperated by the fallen angel's "sucking impulse," so he turned around, gently hugged her, and whispered:
"Okay, listen to me, I will still come to find you later, I won't hide on purpose."

"..."

In the end, Lucille suppressed his impulse, reluctantly released Herbert, and silently moved the blade away from the mirror at Herbert's signal.

"...Then I'm leaving."

"Okay, you go back first, I'll come find you later."

"……snort."

Lucille knew she'd had enough and there was no point in continuing the commotion, so she snorted.

Before entering the portal back, she turned to look at the mirror demon who was pretending to be dead, her brows furrowing slightly.

The Mirror Demon minimized its presence by attaching itself to one of the mirrors in the Mirror Space.

To make it appear as an ordinary mirror, she even wrote "I am an ordinary mirror!" on it.

Moreover, the text was highlighted, red, bolded, and in cursive font, as if afraid that others wouldn't see it.

"……hiss!"

Upon seeing this abstract scene, the fallen angel's lips twitched involuntarily. Unable to bear looking at it, he turned his head away, feeling that the scene was truly an eyesore.

Is this guy really an epic-level powerhouse?

How could you be so shameful?!

"Ha ha……"

Whether she was feigning death or taunting him, Lucaria clearly understood Lucir's gaze. She chuckled coldly and sighed softly, "If it weren't for the circumstances, who would willingly humiliate themselves like this?"

Oh?
Herbert, intrigued by this, asked with ill intent, "So, you're saying you're still not convinced? Lucille, she's not convinced—"

The fallen angel, halfway through his body, stepped into the portal and immediately turned to look at the eye-searing mirror, softly humming in agreement: "Hmm?"

!!!

"No! No! Absolutely not! Hehe... I have absolutely no objections!"

Miss Mirror immediately flashed a fawning smile, and her reflection in the mirror winked repeatedly at Herbert.

"Lord Herbert, don't you think so?"

You, hurry up and make her leave!
"Humph."

Seeing Lucaria's reaction, Lucifer didn't ask any more questions, gave a soft hum, and walked back to the Aurora Sanctuary.

Click.

"call--"

After the fallen angel left, Luccalia immediately breathed a sigh of relief, muttering under her breath, "How did this guy suddenly become so terrifying? He seems even stronger than before!"

What a monster.

We're all epic level, so how come you can have a second evolution?!

The fallen angel had already given the mirror demon a strong sense of pressure. Although they seemed to be on equal footing, the mirror demon was unable to turn the tables and always felt that she had deliberately suppressed and hidden her power.

Looking at it now... hey, it really is!

This guy suddenly stopped pretending.

Could it be that this guy was faking his previous cultivation level?

"Don't think about it. Lucir wasn't deliberately hiding his strength before. He just figured out some things and then recovered a portion of his original power."

Herbert immediately guessed what Lucaria was thinking and leisurely added from the side:
"However, as for whether she can return to the Saint Realm in one go, that depends on how much she has figured out... Anyway, I estimate that she is still a bit short of the mark."

Lushir was once very strong.

As the archangel who can serve as the goddess of the sun, her own power is by no means weak.

Even among the saints, she was among the most powerful, belonging to the absolute first tier.

As for whether he can compare to an archbishop of the "outside the circle" level, he probably falls short.

Currently, there are three epic-level monster girls in the Misty Monastery, but Valentina, who has just reached epic level, and Lucaria, who is not good at fighting, are no match for Lucir.

Not only in combat experience and skills, but also in pure destructive power, neither of them could surpass Lushir.

The scorching sun is also adept at destruction.

Don't forget, Ebersta considers [Destruction] one of his main divine duties!
As His most beloved archangel, Lucifer's fighting style is quite predictable.

...Of course, if it comes to eating, then no one in the entire disciplinary institute can rival Valentina.

When it comes to eating, the hungry dragon will stand high in the sky!

In short, if Lucifer wants to successfully recover to his prime and return to the Saint level, it will not be an easy task, and the price he will have to pay will certainly be much higher than that of ordinary people.

It's not enough to just have some insights into her mindset to break through; she also needs a substantial amount of real energy to replenish her depleted body.

Generally speaking, this level of energy can only be bestowed upon their servants by deities, either by the saints themselves absorbing it slowly.

Even if Herbert wanted to help Lushir recover quickly, he would first need to find a large source of energy.

However, this might be very difficult for others, but for Herbert, it wasn't entirely a matter of not knowing where to start.

He knew of a place where there must be a large amount of residual energy.

"That's right, that place is—deep within the Misty Mountains!"

As a once-shattered divine kingdom, its depths must still contain a great deal of divine power!
"No, you really treat me like a treasure?"

Nenasha initially intended to ignore it, but ultimately couldn't help but complain.

It's one thing to eat my food and use my things, but to use my power to please other women as well. "Yes, you are my treasure girl."

【"Oh!"】

However, although Nenasha chuckled coldly, she did not intend to refuse Herbert. After all, those powers were just sitting there, and whoever used them would be fine with them.

and……

To allow that woman's most loyal servant to be reborn through my power, hehe, isn't that an exciting experience?

Nyana felt immense pleasure just thinking about that scene.

"Very good, you must help her recover with my help!"

Herbert: ?

what's the situation?
Weren't you just sulking? How come you've suddenly become so excited again?

Herbert was helpless about the goddess's fickle nature, but he had no intention of investigating further, as long as the outcome was good.

At this moment, Lucalia, who had been anxiously trying to please Lucir just moments before, also came to her senses.

"Oh, you seem to be enjoying yourself?"

She looked at Herbert, who was standing leisurely in front of her, and said in an annoyed tone, "I said, is it fun to bully me?"

Miss Mirror Demon lodged a strong protest against Herbert's act of abusing his power.

Damn it, if you've got the guts, come at me yourself!

Can you please stop carrying around a weapon of mass destruction?
Herbert, however, paid no heed to her impotent rage and casually replied, "It's alright, just so-so, only moderately interesting."

Well, it's barely acceptable!
But seeing the "kind" look in Miss Mirror's eyes, Herbert hesitated for a moment and changed his words:
“Well, uh, I mean you’re not as funny as Eliza… no, I mean you’re not as witty and humorous as her.”

Herbert tried to salvage the situation, but it seemed to only make things worse, which made Miss Mirror's expression increasingly strange.

"...Wait a minute, let me think about how to make this up."

Just as Herbert was pondering how to salvage the situation, the Mirror Demon burst out laughing.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Lucaria floated out of the mirror, laughing heartily, and nodded repeatedly at Herbert: "You're right!"

“I think you’re absolutely right! Eliza is so cute, so innocent, she doesn’t seem like a legendary vampire who has lived for so many years at all.”

Herbert laughed along and nodded.

In her view, the juvenile detention center currently has three comedians—Valentina, Eliza, and Kreti.

These three can be described as a gathering of heroes, a perfect match of the legendary Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix, each with their own unique abilities.

Herbert's luck in finding these three geniuses in such a small disciplinary institution was truly remarkable.

However, Herbert did not agree with Lucaria's point of view. Instead, he shook his head and explained on behalf of Eliza:

"Actually, you only saw the side she wanted you to see. The real Eliza is not as harmless as she seems."

"She also has a fierce and cruel side, but that side is shown to the enemy, not to us, her comrades."

Herbert recalled the images he had seen in the blood, the figure cruelly killing his "father" under the moonlight, which were so unforgettable.

—Hmm, the cringeworthy lines she muttered also caused a phantom pain in her sealed left eye, almost causing her to be devoured by the dark power.

Instead, Lucaria gave Herbert a strange look and asked, "So, which one do you think is real, and which one is fake?"

Ok?
Herbert looked back, puzzled, and saw a pair of deep eyes and a silver tongue gently licking red lips.

"Since Eliza has already taken this initiative, why dwell on those things?"

The mirror demon, who had been acting like a comedian in front of the fallen angels, now resembled a wise sage.

"Isn't she enough for you?"

Herbert's smile faded, his brow furrowed, and after a moment of silence, he asked in a strange tone, "Are you lecturing me?"

"No~ no~ hahaha! How could that be!"

Lucaria licked her lips, waved her hand playfully, and laughed, "Oh dear, how could I dare to lecture you, my lord!"

"If you get angry and bring that terrible fallen angel over again, then I'll have to pretend to be stupid again."

"However, I'd like to give you a little advice—nobody's perfect, and sometimes you really don't need to worry too much."

"I have seen too many examples where concerns lead to hesitation, and hesitation can very likely lead to a regrettable outcome."

The mirror space suddenly fell silent.

Lucaria stopped speaking, sat on the mirror itself, crossed her hands to support her chin, rested her elbows on her legs, and swayed her legs back and forth.

With her petite figure and youthful face, she looks like an innocent little girl sitting on the bridge, looking down at the scenery below.

Herbert, on the other hand, was like a fisherman who happened to be passing by the bridge in his boat, looking up at her.

One glance for thousands of years.

The two of them gazed silently into each other's eyes, trying to discern the thoughts hidden within.

A moment later, Herbert suddenly laughed.

He shook his head, a rather amused smile on his face, and asked, "Lucaria, don't you think you've been meddling in other people's business a bit too much lately?"

"can you?"

Miss Mirror Demon also revealed a playful smile, swinging her legs even more casually, her crystal-clear legs scattering shimmering light like a shattered mirror as they swayed.

Those were not physical fragments, but rather an aggregation of magic, a symbol of the Mirror Spirit's joyful mood.

Lucaria was very happy at this moment.

She knew that Herbert had understood her hint.

well.

This is really good.

What do riddle solvers fear most?
Has the riddle been solved?
No, that's not right at all!

What riddle tellers fear most is that the other person simply can't understand their riddle!
If the person on the other end is a brute who can't understand anything, then all your efforts will be wasted, like casting pearls before swine.

"Don't worry, I'm just trying to give you a little help. Whether you accept it or not is up to you."

"But... I hope you can have an easier time, get more help, and go further."

She looked at Herbert, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

After witnessing Herbert's experience in the Holy City of Glory, Luccaria had completely figured out one thing.

This man is not a "potential" prospect.

It could very well be the most precious treasure I've ever encountered in my life!
She is no longer content to merely witness Herbert's end.

Therefore, Lucaria has made a bold decision.

This time, she doesn't intend to be just a recorder of history.

she……

I also want to step into this period of history.

(End of this chapter)