Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 508 Misser's Secret Observation Report

"what--"

A faint hiss escaped from inside the door, causing the mushroom merchant, who was about to break down the door to confront Herbert, to pause in his tracks.

Huh?
She could recognize Sophia's voice, but unlike her usual cold demeanor, she seemed very excited and couldn't control her volume.

"Strange, are they arguing? Why are they shouting so loudly all of a sudden? Even people outside can hear it... What did Herbert say that made her so angry?"

Misser tilted his head strangely, then pretended not to know anything.

Whether they, master and servant, argue or not is none of my business.

The mushroom merchant was contemplating whether to go back to his own business and wait until the two of them finished arguing before returning, when the door in front of him opened by itself.

crunch--

"Ah, Sophia, um, what a coincidence... I just happened to be passing by, hmm."

Misser looked at the centaur hero whose cheeks were red from arguing and greeted him awkwardly.

Hmm, that seems strange. Do Heroic Spirits blush when they're angry?

"...Come in, my lord is already waiting for you."

Sophia blushed even more at Misser's suspicious gaze, but maintained her usual indifference, nodded, and brushed past her.

The centaur lady moved her four hooves lightly, staggered as soon as she took a step, but quickly recovered, glanced at Misser without leaving a trace—and then met the mushroom merchant's puzzled eyes directly.

Ok?
No, you actually watched it!

You mushroom, aren't you usually quite worldly-wise?
How can you be so rude at a time like this?!

"……snort."

Sophia pursed her lips, realizing the occasion was inappropriate, and reluctantly suppressed the urge to cause trouble for Misser.

The centaur haughtily raised its chin, turned its head away with a resolute expression, and continued walking as if nothing had happened, quickly disappearing from Misser's sight.

After watching Sophia leave, Misser, who had been glared at, nodded, oblivious to the fact that, "Sophia didn't even say goodbye this time. She must be really angry."

Although she is a mushroom person, she has traveled all over the country and seen a lot. It's not that she doesn't understand anything, but that she really doesn't think too much about it.

After all, according to common sense, heroic spirits are also a kind of soul beings, and they can't do anything.

"Misser, why are you standing outside?"

"Oh, here we come."

Misser snapped out of his daze and walked into Eldar's most luxurious building. After taking a look around, he indeed didn't detect any strange smells.

This place was originally conceived as part of the Eldar Lord's mansion project, but Herbert halted it halfway through.

There's no other reason than that it's unnecessary.

In Herbert's revised infrastructure plan, this place can only be used as the port's administrative center. When resources and finances are not sufficient, there is no need to build it too luxuriously.

Of course, as the original lord's mansion, it also meets normal living needs.

For example, in the original bedroom, there is an essential and sturdy big bed.

However, the centaur girl is not an ordinary monster girl; she doesn't have a weak body, so riding her doesn't require that thing.

What space does an out-of-body experience take up?
"Misser, you seem to be getting impatient?"

At this moment, Herbert, whose soul had returned to his body, leisurely reclined on the rocking chair, savoring the riding experience as he asked the mushroom merchant with a smile, "I'm not going to run away, why are you in such a hurry?"

You see, it's urgent.

"Ha, you make it sound so easy, but who knows when you'll be back next time?"

Misser, however, was well aware of Herbert's hands-off management and knew his attendance rate in Eldar quite well, so she didn't believe he could return on time.

You're lying to the dead!
"I'm not lying to you, I have a new method. It will be easy to contact me from now on. If you have something urgent and want to contact me, just ask Sophia."

Herbert wasn't just enjoying the process of training the horse; he also got down to business.

He first returned to the Discipline Center and obtained the mirror fragment that the Mirror Demon had promised from the now-recovered Mirror Demon, before returning to Elda and handing the mirror fragment over to Sophia, the number one person in charge.

However, the way this was handed over was rather unusual, and explaining it too much could easily lead to misunderstandings, so he didn't intend to go into detail with others.

"Really? I'll ask her about it later."

Misser was skeptical, not believing that such a magical and convenient thing existed in the world.

However, Herbert had performed so many miracles, and in her eyes he was a mysterious and powerful epic figure, so she chose to believe him.

After spending more time with Herbert, she gradually realized that his personality was not as serious as she had initially guessed, so she was not so intimidated when talking to him.

“Lord Herbert, I really mean it, you are the most peculiar and powerful person I have ever met.”

This world is cruel; not all the strong are willing to offer shelter to the weak.

Even the most morally upright paladins are forced to make choices in times of crisis: abandon others to save themselves, or sacrifice themselves to save others?
Not all paladins possess the rare quality of sacrifice.

Herbert, on the other hand, repeatedly and selflessly offered help to the destitute and vulnerable, extending a helping hand and giving them a place to stay.

Furthermore, he has consistently claimed that he was merely doing a small favor and did not genuinely intend to save them out of kindness.

So, is this what tsundere is?

"Your personality is also the most... well, how should I put it?"

"Ahem, wait a moment."

Seeing the conversation veering off course, Herbert took the initiative to remind him, "Misser, you still haven't said what you wanted to talk to me about that rushed over?"

"Oh, right, let's get down to business."

When it came to serious matters, Misser put his minor doubts aside, his expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you know what I've discovered?"

"what?"

"I've discovered changes in the mountains! Not just a few, but many changes!"

During this time, Misser had been having the ghost wolves scatter their spores in various corners, constantly expanding the map he had.

While conducting surveys, she also used these eyes to observe and record the changes around her.

Under this kind of observation, which is equivalent to simultaneously observing hundreds or thousands of monitors, Misser did notice some inconsistencies.

Besides discovering a large tree that could run, she also noticed many subtle changes that ordinary people would never notice.

"The magic concentration in the entire Misty Mountains has changed, rising slightly by three per thousand, and it is still gradually increasing." "The Heroic Spirit Legion has stopped training and started to assemble into battle formations. However, strangely, they are not forming formations towards the outer perimeter, but rather towards the deeper areas. I wonder what they are guarding against."

"The rate of leaf drop has increased by five percent, and a large amount of vegetation has died in a short period of time, looking as if it has been drained of its life."

"Including that flesh construct you asked me to keep an eye on before, it has also shown signs of abnormality. Its movements have become more sluggish, and it looks like it could stop at any moment."

……

Misser reported to Herbert for quite a while, telling him all the details she had noticed, and Herbert's expression became serious as he listened.

Apart from a small number of truly useless details, the vast majority of the remaining details, upon analysis, all point to one possibility.

"...[Tranquility] truly exists."

What Belin said is most likely true; a terrifying being has indeed awakened in the deepest part of the Misty Mountains.

As He awoke, the entire Misty Mountains seemed to awaken as well.

He drew upon the power of the mountains, causing the vegetation to wither, but at the same time creating a more suitable magical environment.

If it weren't for Belin's reminder and warning, Herbert would probably have just taken these images as normal changes and wouldn't have thought much of them, but now he understands their true meaning.

Is it a blessing or a curse?

Herbert thought for a moment, then decided not to overthink it, secretly shaking his head: "Whatever, it's all up to us."

“If He really wants to do something, I have no way to resist now, and it may even be too late.”

"However, it shouldn't be the worst-case scenario yet... Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up."

After all, according to Belin, the Misty Monastery is also within the Misty Mountains and will also be "quiet".

As for restoring tranquility to the monastery, that depends on whether a certain old lord will allow it.

The invincible old man is the last resort; with him around, everything is fine.

Even if there really is a problem, he'll be the one to step in.

After figuring this out, Herbert felt a sudden lightness in his shoulders, and he could go out and have fun again.

Herbert thought for a moment and told Michel to stay put, focus on observing some special targets, and do nothing else.

In particular, do not do anything beyond observation, and do not take the initiative to intervene.

"Oh fine."

Although Misser didn't know why Herbert was being so conservative, since her boss had spoken up, she, as an employee, didn't need to create trouble for herself.

If there's no spirit of exploration, then there's no spirit of exploration. Anyway, I can continue watching the surveillance footage.

As a struggling working person, Misser still strongly advocates giving up.

But that kind of observation and surveillance of various places is a hobby, this is different, and I can devote more energy to it.

After saying all that, Herbert asked Miser about soil improvement, which was the very thing he had brought in to do.

It's more surprising that Misser became the old man in the monitoring room and the watchdog through his own initiative.

In this respect, the mushroom merchant did not disappoint Herbert.

Using the secret methods of the mushroom people, Misser improved several spore potions and successfully formulated a complete method to make the soil of the Misty Mountains suitable for sowing.

"The only downside is that it requires manual irrigation, and the first crop should ideally be monitored throughout the day,"

Although she is a legendary mushroom person, it is not to say that she can work around the clock without sleep all year round, and cannot conduct real-time observation.

Besides, if Misser puts all her energy into farming, how can she slack off? How can she secretly observe the land?
Herbert had guessed her little scheme, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and felt that her energy shouldn't be wasted on such things.

Being a surveillance camera is quite good.

He thought for a moment and made arrangements: "This is simple. Let the heroic spirits and beast-eared clans work in two shifts, morning and evening, to try planting on the prepared soil."

Although the heroic spirits can monitor around the clock without rest, they still have some basic construction work to do during the day. Sending them all to farm would be a waste.

Moreover, heroic spirits also experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness; they cannot endure repetitive mechanical labor all day long.

Therefore, focusing on infrastructure construction during the day and chatting and tending to the vegetable garden at night is the correct way to use the Heroic Spirits.

The beastmen were worried about having nothing to do, and were uneasy because they had nothing to do. These arrangements, on the contrary, put their minds at ease.

By keeping them busy farming during the day, we not only give them opportunities to work, but also allow them to develop a genuine sense of belonging to Eldar.

Make them feel like they truly belong here.

"As for the details of this matter, you can just talk to Sophia and Casey. Is it okay if I gave you those seeds before?"

"No problem, these seeds will do for now. We'll see how they perform later and then consider other ones."

Because Eldar currently has a small population and can supplement its food supply with seafood, there is no need for external sales. Herbert also does not plan to cultivate too much; it would be enough to cultivate a small experimental field sufficient for the current population to be self-sufficient.

As for when these crops will ripen, and whether they can be harvested in time... don't worry, this is a world where magic exists.

Herbert believed that his relationship with the nature pantheon was currently quite good, and thought that it wouldn't be difficult to trick a few druids who could accelerate the growth of food into working as laborers in the future.

After sending away the old man in the monitoring room who looked like he was going to slack off, Herbert didn't stay in Elda any longer and turned back to the monastery.

When he returned to the monastery, before he could investigate anything, he noticed that something was amiss in the atmosphere.

It seemed more serious than usual.

"Could it be that the monastery has also noticed the changes?"

Herbert's heart tightened, and his expression turned serious.

If the monastery also begins to go on alert, it means the situation might be worse than one imagines.

Just as Herbert was about to ask someone he knew, his ears suddenly twitched as he overheard two nuns talking in the distance.

He listened quietly for a moment, then his expression gradually became subtle.

"...Hmm? Uh, hiss!"

He tilted his head in confusion, scratched his head in disbelief, and finally gasped.

Herbert looked up at the sky blankly and murmured:

"Can someone explain this to me...?"

"What do you mean by the judge and the knight commander agreeing to a private duel, resulting in both being seriously injured?"

what?
(End of this chapter)