Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 507 Unlucky and Lucky

Good news, the person is still alive.

The bad news is, it might be better to be dead.

"Stephen, you've really opened my eyes! How can someone survive like that?"

After confirming that Stephen was now deeper in the Misty Mountains, Herbert couldn't help but marvel at his incredible experience.

This guy's got a really tough life!

In the immediate future, the fact that they can survive even after venturing deep into the Misty Mountains suggests that, according to the prophecy, there is no immediate danger to their lives. Although their condition may not be good, their lives are safe.

To go back further, Stephen once organized a group of people to explore the Misty Mountains. Everyone else died, and he was the only one who survived.

Having survived such experiences time and again, and even managed to find his own way back and be reborn... it's hard to say whether to call him lucky or unlucky.

"Well, no matter what, it's good to be alive."

After determining Stephen's location, Herbert also realized one thing: the unfortunate fellow hadn't run away because he broke his promise to him.

He did indeed keep his promise and returned to the Misty Mountains, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, he strayed deeper into the mountains.

Herbert was indeed quite satisfied that the other party kept their promise, and felt that he had not misjudged the person.

His luck is just...it's really frustrating.

"I remember this guy's ancestors were adventurers, is that a kind of family trait?"

Why can't deliberately putting yourself in danger be considered a form of adventure?
"You mean he has a talent for exploration?"

At this moment, Miss Harmony was also quite moved. Even She rarely saw such an oddball and unlucky person. Hearing this, she nodded and sighed.

"I guess so. And now that you mention it, it reminds me of some adventurers' exploits."

"Oh?"

"People like him are rare, but I've heard of a few, and each one of them is a born 'great adventurer.'"

When talking about the "great adventurer," Nenasha's tone was quite playful, with an undisguised mockery.

"These people have very unique destinies. From birth, they experience all sorts of adventures, and these adventures don't actively seek them out; rather, they come to them on their own initiative."

"I was almost bitten to death by a venomous snake that climbed onto my crib, nearly killed by a falling fruit during my afternoon nap, and almost drowned after accidentally falling into a water tank... It's like I'm under a curse."

"However, although each of their encounters was extremely dangerous, they mostly managed to escape unscathed and survive."

As He spoke, He passed on the stories of these characters to Herbert, which broadened Herbert's horizons and made him feel as if he were reading one illogical storybook after another.

No, what child could strangle a venomous snake with one hand?
Who can withstand being hit on the head by a durian and survive?

Also, what does it mean to drink the water in the tank to the point where you won't drown?

But it is precisely because of this that these abstract little stories seem all the more real.

Stories are supposed to be logical, but reality is the least logical thing to do.

"Some say they are favored by fate, others say they are rejected by fate. Heh, if you ask me, what's the difference between the two?"

Nenasha smiled mockingly and said softly, "When fate takes notice of you, regardless of its likes or dislikes, it is a disaster for a weak mortal."

Is being favored by fate a sign of good fortune? Is being rejected by fate a sign of misfortune?

neither.

For a strong person, regardless of whether fate brings joy or sorrow, they can handle it with composure.

In this unreasonable world, only the weak are the real disaster.

Only those who cannot control their own destiny are swept along by it.

People like Stephen are a very rare breed of oddballs.

They are natural adventurers, but not the kind who actively seek out risks; rather, they are unlucky ones who are passively subjected to adventure.

Although they have no power and are at the mercy of fate, their vitality is exceptionally tenacious, and they always manage to survive to the end in unexpected ways.

They were in a sorry state, covered in mud, but their lives were not in danger, and they might even turn misfortune into good fortune.

In Herbert's view, this bizarre vitality was like that of some kind of blessed giant cockroach.

It's really hard to kill someone if you don't say the truth.

"Nenesha, tell me, does this guy... uh, is there something on him?"

"Huh? Didn't I just say he has a talent for adventure?"

No, that's not what I meant.

But Herbert shook his head, indicating that he didn't mean that, and said seriously, "What I mean is... is Stephen being haunted by something?"

【"Um?"】

Seriously, has this guy gotten himself into trouble with something?
Stephen's misfortune is beyond just bad luck; it's like he's provoked some kind of monster, definitely encountered something unclean.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Herbert did indeed make himself laugh.

"Hey, aren't I the same as someone who encounters something evil?"

【"Um???"】

After sensing the danger, Herbert realized something was wrong and calmly changed his tune, saying, "Of course, I meant I encountered the Sun Goddess."

"Ha, you'd better really think that way."

"Haha, of course it's true."

Herbert chuckled, then his expression suddenly changed, and he said with a strange look in his eyes:

"What do you think, after we rescue Stephen, should we try throwing him into some weird and dangerous places? I have a feeling he's unlikely to die."

Although it feels like a rather inhumane approach, it's still a way of making the best use of resources.

However, inhumanity isn't a big problem, since there are no labor laws in this world anyway.

"It's not entirely impossible."

Nenasha naturally had no objection to this outrageous move; she didn't care about the lives of anyone other than Herbert.

Poor Stephen had no idea that his fate had already been decided by two heartless men before he was even rescued.

Now that they had figured out Stephen's location, and since they couldn't bring him out from the depths for the time being, Herbert decided to let him roam freely for a while longer, and instead began to predict Fao's location.

Among those in the Misty Monastery who had not yet advanced to Legendary rank, Herbert valued Fao the most, as he was a promising candidate with the standard Paladin template.

Kindness, courage, perseverance, humility… coupled with exceptional talent, if he hadn't risen to prominence unexpectedly, the next century or so would likely have been the era of Fao. However, talent doesn't guarantee success; many geniuses falter along the way.

For example, if Herbert hadn't come to the rescue, Fao might have perished in the Misty Mountains long ago, and none of this would have happened.

Talent is talent, and achievement is accomplishment. There are too many variables along the way, and no one can know exactly how far talent can be realized.

But now that he has appeared, and Fao regards him as a role model, Herbert will naturally not treat him unfairly.

Herbert was always very good to his own people.

This second prophecy, however, took much longer than the first.

Even with Nenasha's help, Herbert felt his soul being gradually drained away, and just when he was about to give up, he finally caught a glimpse of inspiration.

"call……"

After decisively seizing that glimmer of inspiration, Herbert immediately withdrew from the prophetic state, disregarding his image, and let out a painful sigh.

It felt like my brain's last bit of processing power had been completely drained after staying up for forty hours straight. I had no wounds, but I felt uncomfortable all over, and I wished I could just close my eyes and pass out.

After sensing the warning from his body, Herbert did not resist the feeling. He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a while before opening them again, uttering a sentence with considerable emotion.

"This guy's luck is just too good!"

Unlike Stephen, who was trapped in a dangerous place, Fao is now very safe, and it is probably one of the safest places in the world at this time.

He is currently somewhere in the Holy City of Glory.

"It's actually in the Holy City of Glory...?"

Herbert thought about the plight of the missing duo and couldn't help but sigh.

The difference in their circumstances is like night and day; it's truly astonishing how different the luck of the lucky and the unlucky are.

It was precisely because the prophecy involved the sun goddess that this prophecy was so difficult and almost failed.

In fact, if Herbert hadn't been nominally a Saint of the Sun in Alberta and had some connection with Him, he probably wouldn't have been qualified to investigate this information.

Moreover, Fao's situation is not simply limited to the Holy City of Glory. Judging from the images transmitted by the prophecy, he seems to be immersed in a special inheritance and has already received significant benefits.

"He actually advanced to the legendary level, that's really unexpected."

Herbert sensed the atmosphere in the scene, stroked his chin, and nodded slightly, feeling that Fao's luck was really good.

Although Fao was already at the peak of the high-level stage, like Cyril, he was still one step away from advancing to the legendary level. It seemed like he was only one step away, but he could very well be stuck there for more than a decade.

Fao was clearly lucky enough to find this opportunity and successfully advance to the legendary level, taking the most difficult step.

Moreover, judging from the fact that the inheritance is not yet over, it is unknown how far he will ultimately go.

Herbert could only wish Fao well, hoping he could seize this opportunity and make the most of every chance.

As for why Fao disappeared in the City of Glory, Herbert could roughly guess.
Fao, that kid, is also a paladin who worships the Sun Goddess. He probably answered the call of the Church of the Sun and actively participated in the war against the Church of Lust.

After that, he distinguished himself in the war, which caught the attention of the Church of the Sun. By chance, he was given a precious opportunity to inherit the legacy, and he has been struggling to accept it ever since.

Moreover, Herbert also saw the figure of the old Pope Sunlight beside Fao, and it is estimated that he was the one who brought about this opportunity.

It's unclear whether this opportunity was earned through Fao's own efforts or granted by the old Pope out of consideration for the Misty Monastery.

"...It can't be because of my reputation, can it?"

Herbert thought about it and realized he was overthinking it. He knew how much value his title as a Saint of the Sun truly held, even if others didn't.
Hmm, I'm already being kind by not giving that strange lady any trouble, why would I give her people any benefits... Wait, something doesn't seem right either?
"They may not know about my relationship with Fao, and the Pope of the Sun may not know about my true relationship with the Goddess of the Sun... It's hard to say."

……

……

Glorious Holy City.

Pope Sunlight looked at the young knights who were receiving the inheritance with their eyes closed and nodded in satisfaction.

"They're all good kids."

Besides him, there were eight other young people of different ages and genders in the brightly lit chamber, each standing in front of eight huge knight statues.

This is the foundation of the Church, representing eight different lineages of paladins, which can only be opened once every hundred years.

These nine young people are the lucky ones selected this time, but it is unknown how many of them will be able to successfully inherit the legacy.

His gaze fell on Fao, whose expression was the calmest, and his expression of emotion deepened as he nodded to himself.

"The Misty Monastery is really lucky. It's one thing that Herbert was able to become a saint of our lord, but this Fao also meets the requirements for the inheritance of the [Sacrifice] Knight."

Finally, Pope Sunlight looked at the ninth stone statue in the center of the room. Unlike the other knight statues, this was an angel statue, and the only one that did not meet the criteria for inheritance.

"As expected, the legacy of the [Punishment] Knight has failed once again..."

The old man was not surprised by the result; the position had been vacant for over a thousand years, and it was difficult to find a suitable candidate.

Pope Sun initially wanted to look away, but then his eyes flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, he stroked his chin and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Wait...maybe he is a suitable candidate?"

……

……

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Herbert thought about it for a moment, and since Fao was perfectly safe at the moment, he didn't take the matter to heart.

He got up, stretched, and put those trivial matters out of his mind, then leisurely walked towards Elda.

"Speaking of which, I haven't had a chance to properly bond with my cute little horse since I got back. If I don't go soon, she'll probably be getting impatient."

"Let's go, it's time to ride her."

"Oh right, we should also take a look at the research results on that mushroom. It's been so long, there should be some progress by now, right?"

Nenasha, however, didn't mince words with Herbert, bluntly stating, "You just want to ride her. Don't make up so many excuses, acting like you're doing it for her own good."

"Well, that's true, but you still don't understand, Nenasa."

【"Um?"】

Herbert nodded with a smile and said leisurely, "To them, I am the number one on the Eldar must-eat list, so they should be happy."

【“???”】

What a mess!

(End of this chapter)