Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 499 Girl, do you crave XX? (6K votes needed!)
Theresa was very angry.

I'm so angry that I don't even want to eat snacks!
She glared fiercely at her seemingly innocent but wicked best friend, wishing she could spank her bottom until it was swollen.

You guy!

You're such a good friend.

How could you do this to me?

Even if what you say has a tiny bit of truth to it, not entirely false, just a little bit... you can't just go around spreading it everywhere!
Don't you know that some things can be said, and some things cannot be said?
It's one thing for someone to speak without thinking on a normal day, but...
Oh my god!
"Uh-huh!"

Faced with the girl's breakdown, Yunier, who was already used to being hung up, struggled symbolically for a moment before rolling her eyes in despair.

Hey, woman.

And now you're blaming me!

The goddess of winter does not always have her consciousness in this body, so the person who spends more time with Theresa is actually the young girl Yuniel herself.

Compared to the exaggerated maternal instincts of the goddess of winter, the girl's nature is more lively, and her personality is more quirky.

Elda is a great place in every way, except that there are too few entertainment facilities, and there are too many boring days.

Therefore, Yunier's greatest pleasure was simply teasing her shy best friend who was prone to blushing and losing her composure.

That flustered denial, yet with a hint of expectation in his eyes, was just too adorable.

Hehe, that's so funny~
But after being teased so many times, even Theresa developed some resistance, and her reactions gradually became less interesting.

And Theresa's reaction today suddenly became so strong... Oh, I see.

It's that esteemed person who has returned!
Although Yunier didn't turn around and see Herbert, she had already guessed what happened from her best friend's reaction of jumping up and down, and her smiling eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Hoohoo~"

To be honest, Eunice was also quite interested in Herbert.

Of course, she didn't want to interfere in her best friend's relationship, nor was she trying to be in the same boat.

First of all, the unattainable romance that Teresa longs for is entirely up to her; whether outsiders interfere or not makes no difference.

Someone like Lord Herbert must have his own ideas. If Theresa doesn't take the initiative, it won't matter who speaks up for her.

The same principle applies to situations where helping others backfires.

At least in Elda, no one can change Herbert's mind, not even the Ice Goddess.

Eunice's interest in Herbert stemmed from another reason.

She was curious as to why both goddesses would value such a man so much.

Forget about the Ice and Snow Goddess; the believers are well aware of what kind of person their own goddess is.

A stray cat that is easily distracted by interesting things and is always ready to wander off and roam freely.

If He didn't know of Herbert's existence, that would be fine, but once He did, He would definitely come closer out of curiosity and wouldn't be able to get rid of Him.

The residents of Eldar knew better than anyone just how mysterious and fascinating Herbert was.

That person possessed a unique aura that piqued everyone's curiosity.

Mysterious, yet without that aloof indifference that keeps people at arm's length.

Kind, but not the kind of spineless yes-man.

It seems to possess a special charm, a unique magic.

What truly intrigued Eunice, this naturally intelligent chosen one, was the special attention the goddess of winter paid to Herbert.

This sir, He really cares too much about Herbert.

This level of attention is completely beyond the realm of common sense.

Could it be that even the Goddess of Winter was attracted by Lord Herbert's charm?

This is not a baseless guess!

All signs indicate that the goddess of winter is more concerned about Herbert than the goddess of ice and snow!

Really!

For Herbert's sake, the Goddess of Winter used her special divine favor to send herself here.

He went to great lengths to observe so quietly, using himself as God's chosen one, and even to leave his will here for a long time...

Moreover, and most importantly, He did not tell the Goddess of Ice and Snow about this.

It's one thing if she doesn't tell Herbert, but perhaps the goddess has other ideas and is observing from the shadows.

But if you don't tell the Ice and Snow Goddess and even lie to your own little cat, then your purpose must be somewhat special, and you must have something big in mind!
Yunier made many wild guesses about what her goddess was thinking.

Although the goddess of winter often possesses Yunier's body with her will, she does not take away her soul, nor does she actively probe the thoughts in her mind.

This gave Eunice the opportunity to let her thoughts wander freely—constantly imagining all sorts of possibilities in her mind.

Although such wild thoughts are disrespectful to the goddess, Yunier simply cannot control herself and is basically thinking outside the box all the time.

After considering various ideas several times, Yunier had a vague idea that seemed most likely.

It's also the most exciting one!
You mean, oh, it's just a hypothesis.

Is there a possibility.

The goddess of winter did this for a very simple reason... she just wanted to compete with the goddess of ice and snow.

You ask what we're robbing?
Of course it's about stealing men!
Isn't this idea quite bold?

Yes, that's very bold.

But isn't it also quite reasonable?

Yes, that makes perfect sense!
Every time Yunier thought about this, she felt a thrill of breaking taboos, as if she had discovered something earth-shattering.

Moreover, isn't the charm of unofficial history precisely in its absurdity?
Unofficial histories may not be true, but they must be unofficial.

If it's not unconventional, then what kind of unconventional history is it!
She couldn't help but want to go crazy and share her "guesses" with others.

However, the idea of ​​a mother stealing her daughter's home, while it sounds outrageous and is indeed quite uncommon, is actually not unacceptable to the gods of this world... well, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Anyway, it's not like there aren't even more exciting precedents.

What about male gods personally having offspring with male heroes, transforming into animals to have sex with animal groups and eventually giving birth to divine children, or father and son gods falling in love and fighting over the same mortal...?

Compared to the more abstract and awe-inspiring actions of other deities, this ordinary behavior is barely enough to be a topic of conversation over tea, and it doesn't cause much of a stir.

Moreover, although these two deities are said to be as close as mother and daughter, they are essentially in a master-pet relationship, and one that the "pet" does not acknowledge.

The fact that the two of them were vying for the same man was really nothing special.

It's just so-so. (Shakes head)

The terrifying madness in Yunier's heart was something neither her best friend Theresa nor even the Goddess of Winter could fathom.

The girl felt extremely uncomfortable keeping such a big "secret" to herself.

I really want to tell the whole world my secret!

But no.

Although Yunier had many thoughts in her mind, she wasn't an idiot.

Theresa clearly misunderstood what Eunice meant, thinking she was up to something again, and pleaded in a low voice before Herbert could approach.

"Shh—listen to me, Yuniel, I'm begging you, please don't cause me any more trouble!"

Woohoo.

The little snake's voice was trembling with tears; it was really about to cry.

My dearest best friend, my dear sister, please, please stop messing with me.

However, to Theresa's relief, Lord Herbert seemed to have just returned and hadn't noticed Yunier's outburst, so he greeted them naturally.

"Theresa, Yuni, you..."

Herbert looked at the two girls' outfits and couldn't help but laugh, teasing, "Why are you two fighting again?"

"Lord Herbert, you, you're back."

"Ah."

Herbert smiled and nodded at the shy, lovesick girl, then looked up at the reckless girl who had become a mere accessory, and shook his head with a laugh.

"It seems you two have such a good relationship, then I don't need to worry about it."

fight?

Theresa paused for a moment, realizing he had misunderstood, and quickly explained, "Ah! We didn't fight, really we didn't! Yunier, don't you agree?"

But after waiting for a while and not hearing any agreement, Theresa turned her head in a panic.

Speak up!
Eunice, why are you just watching?

Why aren't you saying a word!

You... Oh!

Yunier rolled her eyes at Theresa, and a dissatisfied grumble escaped from her mouth, which was covered by the snake tail.

"Ugh ugh ugh—ha!"

Finally being put down, Yunier pouted, her lips slightly tinged with blood loss, and huffed in dissatisfaction, complaining, "You finally decided to let me go? That's so unfair! Did you really want to suffocate me?"

Herbert was standing right in front of her. Teresa, who wanted to appear ladylike, moved her lips, but ultimately bit them and held back.

Fortunately, Eunil didn't really want to ruin her only "entertainment" here. She turned to Herbert with a bright smile, bowed, and then walked over to hug his arm with a grin.

“Lord Herbert, we really didn’t fight. We were just joking.”

As she spoke, the favored girl, who was acting like a fox borrowing the tiger's power, turned her head and winked at the girl who looked at her with envy, and said in a teasy tone:
"It was really just a little joke. The magnanimous Miss Theresa certainly won't be angry with me, right?"

crunch.

When Teresa saw this, her fists and tail hardened. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, almost unable to resist pouncing on her again and giving her a good spanking.

Yu! Ni! Er!
Just wait for me!

"Hehe, alright, don't bully Theresa too much."

Herbert sensed that Theresa was about to completely lose control of her temper, so he finally spoke up to stop the girls' playful fighting, saying with a smile, "I'm very happy that you all get along so well, but you still need to be careful not to take the jokes too far."

Although some people say that "I people are E people's toys," this is on the premise that you don't actually break them.

If you really push them too far, things won't be fun anymore.

"Eh?"

Eunil blinked, looked up, and said innocently, "Lord Herbert, I didn't bully her~"

"haha, really?"

Herbert chuckled, raised his hand, and gently stroked the bridge of the pastor girl's nose with his finger, watching with amusement as her eyes gradually became flustered.

"I see. It seems I misunderstood you?"

Sister, don't try to show off your tea skills to me.

Yunier was about to continue the conversation, but just as she was about to speak, she moved her lips nervously and said nothing.

"I, uh..."

She's very smart. She knows when to say what, and she understands that some words, once spoken, cannot be taken back.

After the girl's expression gradually became unnatural, Herbert stopped pressing her and kindly looked away.

"call……"

After realizing that Herbert was just giving her a warning, Yunier finally breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.

Boom boom boom!
This feeling is absolutely terrifying.

His smile was so gentle, yet it carried a terrifying sense of oppression that sent shivers down her spine.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a handsome young man, but an incredibly terrifying and ferocious beast.

No, Yunier actually had a vague idea of ​​the reason for this feeling.

Lord Herbert has become even more powerful.

He seems to be about to take a crucial step, truly transforming from "he" into "He".

Throughout the numerous records in the scriptures, a knowledge is subtly conveyed—all mythical creatures are both beautiful and terrifying.

Moreover, is that feeling really just scary?

But beyond the instinctive fear that evoked in Eunice, Herbert possessed a fatal attraction that drew her in unconsciously.

Fortunately, Yunier was a true chosen one of the gods and had been subjected to the goddess's will many times, which allowed her to suppress her feelings and maintain her outward reaction.

She was like an ordinary, frightened young priestess, bowing her head in a flustered manner and stammering, "...Sir, I shouldn't have lied to you, please forgive my offense."

"Hehe, it's nothing, I'm not angry with you."

Herbert wasn't surprised by her quick wit and accepted the apology with a smile, patiently reminding her, "Besides, don't you have something more important to do than apologize to me?"

He genuinely didn't care about the little girl's petty tricks; such low-level maneuvering was actually quite amusing to watch from the sidelines.

But whether he himself doesn't care is one thing, whether others care is another.

Eunil immediately understood Herbert's meaning.

"Yes, my lord."

Without Herbert's instruction, Eunice readily released her arms from his, obediently walked to Theresa, lowered her head, and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Theresa, I shouldn't have teased you like that. I didn't consider your feelings. Please forgive me..."

! ! ?

Theresa blinked, completely bewildered, and looked at Yunier's formal apology in a panic, waving her hands frantically: "Hey! I, I'm not angry, I really, you don't have to do this... Please lift your head up!"

She tried to help Yunier up, but the other girl kept her head down and said firmly, "No, I won't get up until you forgive me!"

?

Theresa was momentarily confused by Yuniel's posture.

Will Theresa really be angry about Yuni's flirting?

Yes, but only a little bit, and it's just the shyness of a girl whose heart has been hurt; she doesn't really feel like she's been bullied.

In fact, in Theresa's heart, joy outweighed the emotion.

The thoughts of the young men and women who are teased and joked about are actually quite complicated.

Now, she's starting to panic.

Get up!
I'm not angry, how can I forgive you?

In her panic, Theresa could only helplessly raise her head and cast a pitiful, pleading look at Herbert.

Help me, help me—

Herbert, seeing her pitiful appearance, couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, finding the pair truly amusing.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

Herbert clapped his hands and called the snake-woman girl, who was still confused about the situation, and the priestess girl who was "sincerely" apologizing, to his side.

He placed both hands on the two girls' heads, gently patted them, and said softly with his head down, "Friends should get along well, understand?"

"……Understood."

"Uh-huh."

After Justice mediated the girls' playful antics, Herbert turned his gaze to the snake-woman girl, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Oh?"

I hadn't noticed it before, but now that I'm observing it myself, I realize that Theresa has given me quite a surprise.

She has actually reached the peak of the advanced level.

?

No, is this reasonable?
Herbert was genuinely surprised.

He didn't really care much about the monster girl he casually rescued in the dark.

This isn't meant to be disrespectful to her; Herbert is very attentive to beautiful monster girls.

The main reason is that he doesn't lack high-end combat power, and the training of Theresa is destined to be fruitless in the short term, so he really doesn't need her.

Therefore, Herbert basically let her grow freely after bringing her back.

In addition, I was a bit busy recently and didn't have much energy to manage Elda, so I decided to wait until she had adapted for a while before training her.

And now you're telling me that she's grown up wildly and is even better than my expected upbringing plan?

Eh?
This is the peak of the high-level realm, the limit of mortals below the legendary level, not some cat or dog on the street.

The world's high-end combat power is far from reaching the exaggerated state of "epics everywhere and legends as common as dogs".

From the perspective of ordinary people, legends don't exist, and the peak of high-level is just the high-end combat power among mortals!

Countless ordinary people, from childhood to adulthood, put in so much effort, yet may never reach this level in their lifetime.

Now you're telling me, how did Teresa, a naive village girl who hasn't been involved in cultivation for long, quietly step into this realm?
Is there any reason?
Is there any royal law?
Even I paid the price... Oh, I opened one too.

That's fine.

Your cheat is no match for mine!

My dearest, your little one.

But after a little thought, Herbert figured out the reason.

Although Theresa had no experience in cultivation, her foundation was too good.

After awakening her ancestral snake-man bloodline, Theresa's snake-man form possessed high-level basic combat power from the start, along with various petrification and poisonous talents.

There was no effort or sweat involved, only talent.

A pure genius.

At this point, we must once again thank the legendary master of modification, the benevolent and compassionate deity, the god of wicked desires!
He created Theresa himself.

Originally, Teresa was the spare body that lust had prepared for herself long ago, so naturally she had put a lot of effort into it.

For a true master of manipulating flesh and blood, if the goal is to create a body that can perfectly match the will of the gods, then the various talents of the physical body are naturally maximized from the very beginning.

Although Teresa was once "killed" by Herbert and then resurrected, losing her divine powers, her transformed talent cannot be killed.

This talent, however, was nothing special in the eyes of Herbert, a true genius, who thought it was just average.

But when compared to others, such talent becomes apparent.

If things continue at this pace, she'll probably reach legendary status soon, and her rate of advancement will gradually slow down.

Whether or not one can successfully advance to the Epic rank is not determined solely by talent.

It might sound a bit like Versailles, but Herbert didn't actually place much importance on talent.

Talent is important for improving one's abilities, but it is not the only factor.

Talent is just the most basic thing.

Are Freyme and the other monster girls really that incompetent?

Not low.

As special beings, they were among the most talented in the world, and they had made great strides on their cultivation path.

But in the end, including Valentina, their realms were all stuck at the peak of legend, unable to advance for hundreds of years.

Of these people, only Valentina found an opportunity to advance through "chance" and broke through in one fell swoop.

To break through the barrier of epic status, in addition to talent, personal insights and opportunities are also needed.

Once, Freyme and the others lacked those things, but now... Herbert is gradually giving them what they want.

Give it little by little, drop by drop.

They give with all their might, sweating profusely.

It's very hard work!

But compared to the hard work involved, the results so far are quite encouraging.

All the monster girls who received personal guidance from Herbert have made some kind of breakthrough, the only difference being the degree of progress.

It won't be long before the Discipline Institute welcomes its second new epic.

But it's really hard to say exactly who it is.

After all, some of them have started forming teams without regard for martial ethics, making it difficult to accurately count the specific instruction hours.

If someone sneaks ahead, then someone else will inevitably fall behind.

As for whether those who lag behind will be content to be at the bottom... well...

In any case, Herbert was happy to see it happen and looked forward to seeing the students' eagerness to study hard for knowledge.

You might win a small amount, but I'll definitely make a killing.

However, Freyme and the others could put their advancement aside for now; Herbert was more interested in this new student in front of him.

Herbert looked at the bewildered girl and suddenly asked, "Theresa, do you want to have power?"

"Ok?"

Herbert looked at the girl, who seemed a little confused, smiled, thought for a moment, and then asked in a different phrasing, "Do you crave power?"

"True power."

"Enough... to fight against fate."

He watched the girl's increasingly tense expression and saw the deep longing hidden in her eyes.

She yearns for power.

Herbert smiled with satisfaction.

他 说:

"I can give you strength."

"I'll give it to you little by little...personally."

(End of this chapter)