Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 504 The Easily Fooled Goddess

Chapter 504 The Easily Fooled Goddess (6K!)
"Easy to fool? Haha~ That's quite a malicious comment."

Nena was not surprised by Herbert's conclusion at all; on the contrary, she was curious as to why he would use such a subtle evaluation.

It was neither quite malicious, nor particularly sympathetic.

"His personality is a bit too gentle. This is fine for a kind goddess, but it is a bit unsuitable for a god."

Herbert did not mock Freya for showing him kindness; instead, he analyzed seriously: "Someone like Him is suitable to be a friend, but not suitable to lead a pantheon... He is too kind."

Kindness is, in most cases, a positive word, praising this wonderful character trait.

But for a leader, this is not a good evaluation.

Mercy does not control soldiers, and justice does not control wealth.

Kindness is good, but excessive kindness is not a good thing, whether internally or externally.

“He even told me that news directly.” Herbert shook his head with a sigh.

At the end of this friendly meeting, as Herbert was about to leave, Freya took the initiative to tell him some news.

"After the Earth Gods wiped out those people, they realized they had been tricked. Knowing those stubborn guys as I do, they would never give up so easily."

"Be careful, they will not give up searching for you anytime soon, and they will make you experience their anger."

Freya thoughtfully warned Herbert that he must not let his guard down.

"Don't think that you're safe just because you haven't stayed long. If those persistent guys get provoked and feel ashamed, there's a high chance they'll ask the gods of prophecy to provide clues."

Among all magical abilities, divination has always held a rather special position, appearing quite mysterious in the eyes of mortals.

Herbert also personally experienced the prophecy and witnessed the prophecy of the moon goddess whose mental state was not stable.

He doesn't completely trust fate, but he also won't let his guard down.

Fortunately, Herbert's fate was unique, with too many connections to the gods, making it extremely difficult to predict his future.

Even legendary prophets are not qualified to investigate him, and even epic prophets would probably only be able to obtain a vague, seemingly true but actually false, piece of information.

Only gods or saints with prophetic abilities can foresee some accurate but fragmented information.

Freya guessed Herbert's thoughts and reminded him, "I will help you cover it up, but the remaining beast-eared clans won't be so lucky. They will always find some clues."

Yes, that's the most awkward part.

Even if Herbert wasn't afraid of prophecies, what about the others?

Those old, weak, sick, and disabled beast-like people are not so mysterious in the eyes of the gods. If you want to find them, you will definitely be able to find them eventually if you spend some time and effort.

"I don't know where you are hiding right now, but don't let your guard down."

Although the Ice Goddess is a bit silly and unreliable, she is trustworthy when it comes to keeping her promises, and she hasn't revealed any information about Elda.

After pondering the information provided by Freya, Herbert nodded his thanks, deeply moved.

The value of these messages is self-evident.

"With a little manipulation, this information can be sold to me for a good price, or even used to do me a favor..."

Herbert didn't need to think much; he could easily come up with seven or eight ways to maximize profits.

The simplest approach is to suppress the news first, then intervene to save the day when Herbert is in danger. This would prevent the Earth Gods' plan from succeeding, while also doing Herbert a favor and putting him at a disadvantage in this collaboration.

Of course, the downside is that Herbert will eventually realize something is wrong. Given his personality, although he won't say anything to her face, he will definitely find a way to retaliate when the time is right.

Alternatively, give Herbert some information, offer him assistance, and take the opportunity to plant your spies around him.

But Freya didn't do any of that. She just reminded Herbert, and then, after he politely declined her offer of help, she accepted it without much thought.

"Is it naiveté? Or is it a lack of understanding? Do they really think I can solve it?"

Herbert was a little unsure at first, but after careful consideration, he came to the answer—He hadn't thought much of it and was just kindly giving a reminder.

This left Herbert, who had seen all sorts of treacherous and unruly people in aristocratic circles, speechless. In the end, he could only sigh that he had finally met a kind-hearted and simple-minded person.

It must be said that Freya's sincere approach to dealing with people inadvertently led her to the best way to deal with Herbert.

"Or perhaps, it's just kindness... Is this a natural counter to cunning?"

Freya's move may not have been very clever, but it was an unexpected stroke of luck that won Herbert's genuine favor.

"This young goddess's level of political maneuvering is not low, but it's rather pitiful."

"It makes one almost reluctant to scheme against Him."

Or perhaps, in reality, Freya's skill level is extremely high, and I was the one who was being baited?

Herbert carefully reflected on all the details of the meeting and ultimately realized that he had been overthinking things.

With his clear eyes, even clearer than a college student's, he probably couldn't have come up with such a complicated operation.

Besides, I won't fall for any tricks!

Furthermore, while Freya's warning to Herbert about the Earth God system is important and potentially life-saving for most people, it is of little value to Herbert.

I heard they're looking for me?

You still want to find where I'm hiding?
Are you serious?

Leaving aside the significance of the Misty Mountains as a forbidden zone for the gods, just consider the monastery guarding its outskirts; there's a lustful old man there...

Hey, what a coincidence!

The archbishop always hoped that someone would be so foolish as to offer themselves up as a punching bag.

If the Earth Gods really do follow the clues and come knocking on our door through prophecy, then things will get interesting!

If you're a true brother, come and chop me up!

It's a deal, whoever doesn't come is a puppy!
Herbert was eager to see the Earth Pantheon arrive with great enthusiasm, only to be brutally beaten up by some invincible old man.

That scene must have been incredibly exciting!
You'll have to prepare some snacks in advance.

Herbert imagined what that scene would be like, then shook his head and sighed softly.

"We still lack the strength. Relying on others is not the right way. We must be strong enough ourselves."

If I already possessed Saint-level strength, I wouldn't need to rely on the Archbishop to intimidate me; I could have attacked the Earth Pantheon on the spot.

“I need strength, but Freya needs it even more. If she could have the strength of the Lord of Nature right now, then there would be no problem at all.”

Strength is the foundation for solving all problems.

Let alone reaching the full strength of the Lord of Nature, if Freya could have even half of her father's strength back then, the natural pantheon would be perfectly fine.

It is precisely because of insufficient strength that they are targeted and bullied as easy targets.

The problem is that He is not strong enough to command respect, and His prestige is entirely dependent on His father. To say that He is a puppet chosen by the people is an understatement; He is merely a pretty but fragile vase.

"According to what Fulingya said before, among the current natural pantheon, only the Goddess of the Four Seasons is the absolute direct descendant, and the others have more or less some disloyal intentions."

The pantheon of natural gods is all-encompassing, containing many weak gods with relatively low power. These gods are mostly opportunists, and their greatest skill is playing both sides.

The entire pantheon is well aware of Freya's current predicament. Some of her staunch supporters have begun to have ulterior motives and may have secretly colluded with the Earth pantheon.

These people are completely unreliable; they'll side with whoever wins, and it's already good enough if they don't cause trouble.

Fortunately, the Four Seasons Goddesses are all veteran ancient gods, not only with high status but also considerable strength, which suppressed the restless thoughts of some people and maintained the apparent peace of the pantheon.

"However, even those four goddesses are subject to restrictions and cannot help Him too obviously; they can only provide assistance indirectly."

The Four Seasons pantheon is not weak, and the Earth pantheon is equally formidable. If a direct conflict were to break out, it would certainly not end easily.

Therefore, the high-level forces on both sides tacitly refrained from taking the initiative and handed the stage over to the leaders in the public eye.

Therefore, all this pressure fell on Fulingya, and she had to rely on herself and the power she had developed to bear it.

But as for the result... after all these years as the acting ruler of the pantheon, how much private power has Freya developed?
It can only be described as pitifully few, enough to make men silent and women weep; hearing of it is truly lamentable.

"Beset by internal and external troubles, an irresponsible father, a broken Him, tsk tsk tsk, it's really heartbreaking..."

After analyzing Freya's current situation, Herbert couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, feeling that the fact that this girl hadn't given up yet was already a sign of great responsibility.

For Freya, this situation was easy to resolve.

As long as one relinquishes the position of the master of the pantheon and allows the earth pantheon to take the lead in the natural pantheon, one can remain hidden and may even gain a decent position.

After all, no one can deny His correctness and legitimacy as the offspring of the Lord of Nature, and the Earth pantheon still needs Him to stand up for it.

The so-called "intangible cultural heritage" is what my master left behind.
But this is only the most ideal solution. For now, Freya does not want to compromise like this. She does not want to hand over her father's inheritance to others and has been stubbornly persisting, intending to struggle and fight to the last moment.

Herbert was pleased with this.

After all, if it weren't for the current situation, it would be virtually impossible for him to extend his reach into the pantheon of nature gods.

If that brainless stonehead that Freya described were in charge, Herbert probably wouldn't have any luck with the pantheon of nature gods.

To put it bluntly, the worse Freya's life is, the more she needs Herbert; the greater his value, the greater the benefits she will receive.

The more miserable Freya is, the better Herbert is.

Herbert not only had no reason to refuse, but also had to persuade Freya to fight to the last moment, and absolutely not to let the situation of "I am willing to fight to the death but Your Majesty surrenders first" happen.

"From my perspective, having such an innocent, kind, and helpless partner as Him is definitely a good thing, something many people dream of."

Moreover, setting aside any utilitarian motives, Herbert did not want to see Freya suffer a tragic fate.

"After all, I'm not some kind of devil."

Herbert always considered himself a kind-hearted and benevolent person.

"I'm a kind-hearted person. Although I enjoy watching women fight and grab hairpins, it doesn't mean I like to see women suffer tragic torment... Torn clothes are enough, disfigurement is out of the question."

"Ha, what are you trying to hide? To put it bluntly, you're just soft-hearted! You can't bring yourself to be ruthless with women!"

"You shameless paladin who'll be ruined by women sooner or later!!!"

Herbert ignored Nenasha's slander, gazing at the distant sky, and said softly, "Besides, He's been quite good to me after all. I don't dislike such a naive fellow." He was quite satisfied with his meeting with the Goddess of the Forest, feeling the goodwill she conveyed and indeed gaining considerable benefits.

The power of the Heart of Nature will greatly help his future territory development, and may even enhance his attractiveness to monster girls.

Fulingya was truly good to me, and she never asked for anything in return.

She's a very generous and wealthy woman.

A good person like Him should be rewarded, right?

If fate doesn't reward Him, then I will.

That's right, your good fortune is me, Herbert!

"How do you plan to help Him? We need to get Him out of this awkward situation, right?"

"Yes, we must help Him, and do our best to make our first public appearance as good as possible."

Herbert has always been very confident in himself, believing that if you're going to do something, you should do it to the best of your ability.

Although he had previously helped Freya deal with the Beast-Ear Clan, it was not something that could be discussed openly. Both Freya and the Earth God System tacitly remained silent about it.

It doesn't matter if you can't produce this achievement; just produce an even greater achievement to convince everyone.

"Flingya needs an opportunity to prove herself, preferably something that will attract the attention of the entire natural pantheon, and then I, as her supporter, can step in to resolve it."

"Ideally, someone could put on a big show to attract more attention from outsiders and draw everyone's eyes to one place at the same time."

Herbert thought about it, but couldn't think of anything special that could happen recently.

"Honestly, I'm actually starting to miss the God of Lust right now."

Those are the real experts at stirring things up; they often pull off amazing moves like, "Everyone's eyes are on me, I have something to announce!"

What many people consider an incredibly terrifying evil god, after multiple encounters, has almost become synonymous with harmony in Herbert's mind.

He always gets the short end of the stick, but he never gives up.

He took a bite and ate some more, took another bite and ate some more, never tiring of it, until his health bar was full.

What a little glutton!

However, since the god of lust was previously punished by the sun goddess, he should be able to have some peace and quiet for a while.

If this troublemaker disappears, then for a while, there probably won't be any particularly restless guys showing up.

"Besides, even if a big job comes up now, I won't be able to take action. Let's wait a bit."

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head somewhat awkwardly.

I feel like a middle-aged person who has passed a certain age and has become willing but powerless.

It can see, touch, and talk, but it can't do anything substantial. Besides getting people's spittle all over it, it can't do anything else.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't have the ability right now.

Herbert is currently at a critical juncture in his transformation. It would be best for him to refrain from intervening if possible, as any disruption to this process would be a significant loss for him.

My transformation is mostly complete, just a little bit more, but that one crucial opportunity is all that's missing.

Having come this far, Herbert naturally wanted to leave no regrets and do his best to achieve perfection.

"However, I have a vague feeling that the opportunity will probably not be too far away."

Since the first fallen god appeared in the City of Glory, the world, which had been peaceful for thousands of years, has reached a turning point.

The death of the gods has already ushered in a period of turmoil.

The gods won't just wait like this forever; some capable individuals will gradually emerge. This world is never short of ambitious people.

Those people won't easily show themselves when they see no hope, but now that they see a glimmer of hope for promotion, they certainly can't suppress their inner restlessness.

They will stir up trouble all over the world, gradually muddying the waters and giving themselves more opportunities to exploit.

There is no doubt that this world will continue to be chaotic sooner or later.

Chaos is the ladder up.

The world has been peaceful for too long, and some beings are unwilling to accept the status quo. They have long wanted to reshuffle the power structure among the gods.

"The war of the gods is destined to come in the not-too-distant future. When that time comes, I will not be able to rely on allies, nor on the charity of enemies. I can only rely on myself."

"It's better to rely on yourself than on others."

"Strength is the foundation of everything. Without strength, you can't move an inch and can only become someone else's pawn, manipulated at will."

"But if we had the strength... perhaps we could also get a share of the spoils in that chaos."

Herbert never hid the fact that he was an ambitious man.

If there's an opportunity for him to gain more, why not?

In this uncertain and dangerous world, only one's own strength is certain.

"It's good that you have this idea, but it's bound to be very dangerous~"

Nenasha offered a casual reminder, but instead of advising Herbert to be cautious, she smiled and said, "Of course, I'll always be by your side."

What Herbert needed was never reminders or admonitions, nor was it worry; what he needed was support.

He was proud, greedy, and cautious, but not weak.

Nenasha knew this better than anyone else.

He said:

"Let us ascend together to the pinnacle of the gods, even above them, and see the view from there."

"Above the gods?"

Herbert laughed and shook his head, saying, "I thought my ideas were radical enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more radical than me."

"If you're going to talk big, you should definitely set your goals high!"

"It's okay to set high goals, but they can't be too outrageous. Besides, you should focus on restoring your physical health first."

"Oh dear~ you're lusting after me again!"

"Ah."

Herbert made a sarcastic remark, but didn't take Nenasa's lofty ideals too seriously. After all, the idea of a "god above a god" was still too far-fetched for this world; it was purely a legendary thing, and its reliability was uncertain.

Those qualified to compete for that title or even that realm are all top-tier figures, terrifying beings like the Sun Goddess.

Herbert didn't know what level of existence Nenasha was at her peak, but that didn't matter.

The past was before and the present is now.

No matter how glorious He was in the past, He is now nothing more than a comedic god who hides in his own body, tells boring dirty jokes all day long, and pretends to be a figurine when he has nothing to do.

With their current combination, it would be quite good if they could fish in the chaos of the gods and gain enough benefits from the confusion.

People should learn to be content; being overly ambitious will only lead to an unbalanced mindset.

Of course, if we have enough strength by then, the plan can be changed.

Anyway, Herbert, no, Nenasha, has always had a very flexible bottom line; she's a shameless comedic genius.

"Don't worry, I'll give you that confidence."

Hearing Nenasa's confident promise, Herbert smiled and said earnestly, "Don't worry, I will definitely restore you to your former glory."

After returning from the Sanctuary of Nature, Herbert went back to the Misty Mountains.

At this moment, he turned to look deeper into the thick fog, his eyes gradually sharpening, and said softly, "Taking advantage of this peaceful time, we can put some things on the agenda."

Herbert did not undertake large-scale infrastructure development in what is now Eldar territory for two reasons, one being that he did not have enough time and resources at the time.

But that's just a superficial, secondary reason; the real reason lies in a longer-term overall plan.

In Herbert's plan, Eldar is destined to be just a port town in the future, while the real main city will be located in a more remote area.

Previously, Herbert's strength was insufficient, and the monster girls were trapped in the Discipline Center, so only one or two could be taken out at a time.

Now, he has mastered the method of summoning monster girls in groups and has cultivated epic-level combat power.

"It's time to take back what's rightfully yours."

"Wrong, it's us."

Nena pointed out the error in Herbert's words, emphasizing: "It is mine, and it is yours, and it is ours!"

……

Just as Herbert cast his gaze deeper into the Misty Mountains, at the very heart of the mountain range, within the deepest, darkest mist…

A pair of eyes seemed to sense something, slowly opened, and silently looked into the distance.

A moment later, as if he hadn't noticed anything, he closed his eyes again.

Darkness returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

But at this time...

It is no longer asleep.

Instead, they waited silently.