Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 511 Should I Try to Rebel? (Please Subscribe!)
"……Ugh."

Ophidia sighed deeply, feeling as if her head was twice the size of hers.

Is the Grand Master the kind of person who irresponsibly stirs up trouble in the shadows, then secretly observes everything and enjoys the fruits of his labor?
Although the answer was regrettable, Ophidia knew the old man's true nature perfectly well... You know what, you really don't know.

Hey, it really is.

Ophelia rubbed her temples, and with her last shred of reason, asked, "So, if you're saying this... all this trouble was caused by him?"

"I?"

Herbert raised his hand innocently and said, "I didn't say that, you said it yourself—but if that's what you think, then I agree."

I was just stating an irresponsible conjecture; what you think is none of my business.

It's none of my business!
"call……"

Ophidia sensed that Herbert wasn't going to back down, so she rolled her eyes and gave a soft snort.

Everything that seemed unreasonable suddenly became reasonable.

Ophelia had sensed something was amiss earlier. After all, these two weren't young, and they weren't mindless idiots. There was no reason for them to suddenly start fighting; there must be some hidden story behind it.
But she didn't think too much about it, just assumed it was a secret between the two of them, or that the two of them had just suddenly lost their minds and started fighting.

After all, although this is outrageous, it's not like the two of them are incapable of doing it.

It was somewhat unexpected, yet also quite reasonable. Let's just consider it a quarrel between the two of them after so many years of hard work.

Therefore, although she was annoyed, she wasn't really angry. She just gave both sides a light punishment and then stopped meddling in other people's business.

Now, after Herbert's reminder, Ophidia suddenly realized that there must be a real mastermind behind them.

Yes.

How could the two of them have dared to do such a thing without the archbishop's approval?
It's one thing if they're not afraid of me, but how can they be so sure they won't be punished by the archbishop?
there is only one truth.

It was the archbishop who did this!

All this messy, messy stuff was done by that old geezer!

crunch.

The sound of clenched teeth echoed in the quiet library. Herbert's ears twitched slightly, but he pretended not to hear it and his smile remained unchanged.

It seems some people are really angry now.

Ophidia considered herself a very emotionally stable person; so many years of solitude had long since tempered her temperament.

But at this moment, she was truly angry.

"……snort!"

Although the monastery appears to have four high-ranking officials, that's not actually the case at all.

The archbishop stayed at home and didn't concern himself with much. Even when he did go out a few times, he would only bring back some troublesome monster girls.

Of the remaining three cardinals, Ophidia was the leader. The other two had changed over the years, but she was the only one who remained unchanged from beginning to end.

For so many years, Ophidia has been in charge of the entire monastery!

Although she seemed to stay in the library and be detached from worldly affairs, she secretly devoted a lot of effort to maintaining the operation of the monastery.

And now, this old archbishop is not only not helping with management, but he's also starting to cause trouble.
That wretched old man!
How could he have the nerve to do that?!?

"Damn it, you old bastard!"

Herbert heard her low growl through gritted teeth, his lips twitched slightly, and he nodded silently, expressing his approval without a word.

Well said! Brilliantly said!

I agree with what you said!

However, Herbert did not respond. Instead, he pretended not to hear anything, looked up at the sky as if he saw something good—even though there was nothing there.

Ophidia noticed Herbert's exaggerated performance and scoffed.

"Pshaw, coward."

What are you afraid of?
There is nothing to be afraid of.

Although she held the archbishop in awe of his power, they had known each other for so many years, and she knew he wasn't the type to take a joke.

If one had to put it in words, the archbishop was more like a cynical old man who wouldn't get angry even if he saw himself losing his temper and cursing.

No, he might not be angry at all; on the contrary, he would probably laugh very happily.

What a despicable old man!
When faced with such a stubborn and unyielding person, honest people like Ophidia will be at a great disadvantage.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more aggrieved she felt.

"Humph!"

Enraged, Ophidia disregarded Herbert's presence, knowing he already knew the truth. Her snake tail emerged from beneath her long dress and lashed forcefully at the ground.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Herbert, standing to the side, looked at the powerful snake tail and pursed his lips with a hint of unease.

goo.

He felt that with the current strength of that tail, if it were to strike him, even with his current physique, he would likely be covered in bruises.

"Hmm, that's really strong and powerful... That's really good."

It seems that with my current skill level, attempting a sliding tackle is still somewhat risky, with the risk of instant death.

As a seasoned connoisseur with extensive experience appreciating Monster Girl Tail, Herbert felt that this was both dangerous and challenging.

It's estimated that we'll have to wait until the upgrade is complete, or even until it reaches epic level, before we can be more confident in sliding tackles.

Stealing a glance at Ophidia's furious expression, Herbert waited a while, then, feeling that the time was almost right, nodded to himself.

"Well, that's about right. It should recover in a little while."

So he decided to proceed with his next plan.

Herbert moved slowly to Ophidia's side and silently took her hand.

! ! ?

The moment her hand was touched, Ophidia turned around sharply and glared at the brat who dared to provoke her at this time.

The old man is strong, I can't beat him, and I can tolerate him bullying me because of his age.

Even you're going to bully me?!?

Do you really think I wouldn't dare to beat you up?!
"you……"

But just before Ophidia erupted, Herbert smiled gently and transmitted a cool and gentle holy power to her through his palm, which suddenly brought her back to her senses from her anger, and most of her anger dissipated.

!!!

What did I almost do just now?
When Ophidia realized what she had almost done, she felt a wave of fear.

Herbert carried the hopes of her and the entire monastery; everyone felt he could go much further.

Moreover, Ophidia always wanted to see where Herbert's fate would ultimately lead, so she always placed high hopes on him.

In the moment of losing control, I almost actually hurt him!

This wasn't because she had high hopes for Herbert's future, but for another reason that was hard to explain to outsiders—if I had hurt him just now, wouldn't all my previous efforts have been in vain?

Don't forget that you've already allowed him to do some blasphemous things, and the sunk cost is already considerable.

If I accidentally kill him now, wouldn't all my hard work and patience have been for nothing?
That won't work!
When Ophidia came to her senses, the first thing she noticed was the warmth emanating from her palm.

How long has it been since I've been touched like this? The last time was when he tucked me into my skirt.

"..."

Okay, it was him last time too.

Ophidia felt numb, and her lips twitched slightly.

I have this strange feeling that I'm getting more and more entangled with him... Will I really end up falling for him?
No, no.

I absolutely cannot give in like this!

Ophidia screamed inwardly, trying to pull her hand out of Herbert's grasp.

But Herbert wasn't about to let her escape. His expression remained unchanged, and with a slight tightening of his grip, he prevented her from breaking free. At the same time, he appeared to do nothing, turning his head gently to ask, "Feeling better now?"

"Don't worry, I'll be on your side."

Herbert said firmly, his eyes full of seriousness.

"..."

Ophidia didn't answer. Instead, she looked down at her tightly clenched hand, her lips twitching slightly. In the end, she couldn't help but shake her head with amusement and sigh.

"You really are..."

At this point, you think you can win my heart with such a small trick?

But Herbert didn't care that his little scheme had been seen through.

— Rather, the intention revealed was meant to be seen through by Ophidia; if she hadn't, it would have been ineffective.

Anyway, she already knows exactly what she wants to express, and what she really thinks is up to her.

At this point, simply planting a seed is enough.

As for taking root and sprouting, that's a matter for later.

He didn't offer any further words of comfort, but rather somewhat rudely lifted Ophelia's hood with his hand, and before she could become embarrassed or angry, he said earnestly:

"Ophidia, you've worked so diligently for so long."

"Do you want to rebel now?"

?

He chuckled and winked at the puzzled guard, then asked with a bright smile:
"Why don't you try being a little selfish?"

"Try living for yourself for once?"

Ophelia!!!

……

The underground sanctuary.

"How interesting!"

Unlike the furious Ophidia, the archbishop was in a very good mood at the moment, and even hummed an ancient ballad with joy.

After the "body of the evil god" was sent out, there was no longer any need for rotating guards of the underground sanctuary.

But since he had already stayed for so long, a little more time wouldn't make a difference, so the archbishop wasn't in a hurry to leave.

Just to be on the safe side, I'm prepared to stay home for another few decades or even a hundred years.

But while you're just sitting around, once you have some free time, you do have the energy to find other forms of entertainment.

So, he started causing trouble.

The restless archbishop secretly contacted the Thorn Bishop and the Rusty Nail Bishop, asking them to "discuss" whether to hand over the position of Chief Judge or Knight Commander to Herbert.

The outcome that followed was exactly as he expected, and even exceeded his expectations.

On a dark and stormy night, those two guys gave him a perfect show of fun.

That battle of "a real man can't lose," "two musketeers under the moon," and "whoever shouts out first is a coward" was incredibly exciting to watch.

The archbishop was delighted, feeling that this amusement alone could sustain him for decades to come.

Of course, while he was happy, he also felt a little uneasy.

"It's interesting, but it's also a bit risky. If Ophidia finds out later, I might get a lot of complaints."

But compared to the awkwardness of that time, the happiness now is real.

At worst, you can just pretend you didn't hear it when you get yelled at.

"Let's hide before she notices us."

However, just as the archbishop was preparing to give up and go into seclusion to feign death for a while, a letter was delivered to the door of the underground sanctuary.

"Ok?"

The archbishop respected individual will. Although he was in control of the entire monastery, he did not usually investigate others and was unaware of Herbert's contact with Ophidia.

So when the letter arrived, he knew nothing about it and thought it was just a regular notification.

But when the archbishop opened the envelope and saw the words on it, his expression suddenly changed.

This letter contained only one short sentence.

It wasn't some poetic expression of "The world is so big, I want to see it," but rather a roar that sounded like a cathartic outburst.

"That damned old man! I quit!!!"

"Eh?"

archbishop:?

"Wait, what did she say?!"

What did Ophidia say?
How dare she say that!

No, how could she say that?!?

The saint who was walking among mortals had an expression that instantly became extremely serious, but he quickly stood up with an incredulous look on his face.

Staring wide-eyed in shock, he exclaimed:

Am I that old?!

……

……

While the archbishop was still reeling from the shock, Herbert had already left the monastery with Ophidia and ventured into the Misty Mountains.

They weren't heading towards Eldar, but instead, led by Herbert, they went in the opposite direction.

"Ok?"

Herbert seemed to hear Old Deng's roar, and glanced back as if sensing something, then chuckled, "Judging by the time, the old man should have realized it by now, haha."

"……Um."

Compared to the cheerful boy, Ophidia had calmed down and looked puzzled.

Eh?
Who am I? Where am I? What happened to me?
She couldn't understand why she had acted so impulsively and actually walked out of the monastery with him.

Do I really want to live a "rebellious" life like he said?

But after thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out why she had acted so impulsively, as if she had suddenly lost her mind.

Seriously, this is so unlike me.

She thought about it for a while and finally decided to stop thinking about it for now, since things had already come to this.

Ophelia looked at the unfamiliar forest around her, not out of fear, but with great curiosity, and asked, "Where are we going?"

Herbert turned around and gave her a bright smile.

他 说:

"Of course, I'll take you to do things you've never experienced before!"

"Believe me, it's not scary at all!"

"I will teach you very gently, little by little. Just leave it all to me."

Ophidia: ?
Wait a minute, something doesn't seem right about what you're saying.

She suddenly regretted coming out with him.

This guy……

Sure enough, he is not a good person!
wrong.

This damned monastery, is there not a single decent person here besides me?!?
(End of this chapter)