Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 527 A Surprise for Him.jpg (6.6K pages, bonus chapter 288!)
It wasn't just Finn who noticed the unusual celestial phenomena; all the powerful figures who had been paying attention to the North, or those who hadn't been paying attention before, all sensed the strange changes in the world.

A star in the sky went out.

Another god has fallen.

Less than half a year after the fall of the previous god, a very short time for the powerful, the second one appeared.

Compared to the world-shaking events of the first time, this time, both mortals and gods exhibited an eerie calm.

The whole world seemed to fall silent for a moment, and everyone became speechless.

"..."

The shock stemmed not only from the suddenness of the event, but also from the cause of death of these two deities.

Both of these gods died because of mortals.

And it's the same mortal person!!!
The world regrets that no second mortal god-slayer was born in this era, but instead the reputation and danger of the first god-slayer, Herbert, were raised several levels.

Although the god of assassination was actually killed by the sun god, judging from the scene at the time, it was indeed Herbert who killed him with his own hands.

The God of Sand and Stone represents the other extreme.

Although He was not killed by Herbert's own hand, He died because of Herbert's many schemes.

Even if Herbert were to come forward now to clarify that he had nothing to do with it and insist that he was not the murderer of the God of Sand and that His death was merely His own fault, no one would believe him.

Because they had witnessed this scene firsthand.

The first time, it happened so suddenly that they were unprepared and could only watch helplessly as the sun god easily killed the god of assassination.

Some powerful individuals who missed that moment looked down on Herbert after learning about it, thinking he was just a divine apostle relying on the power of the gods, no different from other chosen ones.

Those favored by the gods are puppets of the gods, marionettes controlled by them, and everything they have depends on the gods.

Without gods, they are nothing.

But this time, they saw it clearly, without missing a single detail.

It's him, it's him, it's him!
Yes, it was him!

……

Frost Crystal Kingdom.

"He... he actually did it."

"The God of Sand and Stone has fallen... fallen!?"

The representatives from the kingdoms who had not left after the discussion watched the magically transmitted images and the trembling answers given by the court astrologers accompanying their respective countries. Their expressions all turned to horror and confusion.

Did Herbert kill the god of sand?

He did it again?
The kingdom's representatives stared at each other in disbelief, as if they were dreaming.

Of the three factions, they were the ones who trusted Herbert the most, believing in His reputation as a god-slayer.

They genuinely believed in Herbert—even if they didn't, they forced themselves to believe.

The reason for this is that, apart from Herbert, they have no one else they can rely on.

No god was willing to step forward and be the first to challenge the god of sand and stones.

There was no other choice but to believe.

Of course, these nobles were a completely different person in private.

As soon as the divine disaster began to show signs, they moved all their relatives and property to a safe place.

Once things reach a point of no return, they can activate the escape routes they prepared in advance.

Even if their kingdom falls, they can establish a new one, and with their immense wealth and power, they can return to their former position and continue to be the elite.

This obviously requires a lot of time and effort, and it would be better if we could avoid having to go through this process again.

However, Herbert's firm refusal to accept help from anyone made them uneasy and worried, feeling that this proud god-slayer might pay a heavy price for his arrogance.

Although I don't think Herbert will be killed outright by the God of Sand, he will most likely suffer a crushing defeat and only be willing to change after losing face, eventually accepting their help and making the safest preparations to deal with the gods.

Now, the result is clear: he actually did just as he said he would.

Everyone in the Northern Kingdom Alliance breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the sunlight under the dim sky outside had become brighter.

The once lifeless room became cheerful as they eagerly opened several bottles of their prized wines and began to celebrate the bright future together.

As their cups clinked together, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"The Godslayer really did, just as he said, uh, solve the problem at its source..."

In some ways, Herbert's actions this time were actually very simple and crude.

He may not be able to perfectly solve the problems facing the North, but he can physically deal with the people who create the problems.

He did it with the help of the gods.

"To be honest, I never expected that the God of Sand and Stone would be so fragile. It was like a porcelain vase that had been smashed on the ground and shattered."

"Are you referring to the magic bomb?"

"Yes, yes, thank goodness you reminded me... Pfft, hahaha!"

Several kingdom representatives exchanged knowing glances and gestures, mimicking the final, tragic state of the God of Sand and Stone, before bursting into knowing laughter.

This was an extremely disrespectful act of blasphemy to the god of sand and gravel, but those present did not stop it; instead, they joined in with a couple of laughs.

Living gods are respected by all mortals, but fallen gods are treated very differently.

Teasing, teasing, and ridicule are all permitted.

I dared not laugh when He was alive, but if I still do not laugh after He dies, then wouldn't His death have been in vain?
In particular, the God of Sand and Stone is a thoroughly domineering villain to the entire Northland. People don't like him, so naturally they won't speak up for him.

Even He Himself didn't voice any objection!
Moreover, while mocking the enemy's corpse after death, and even whipping it, is immoral, it is indeed very satisfying.

After a hearty laugh, they raised their glasses and cheered:
"Homage to the great kingdom!"

"To our unbreakable alliance!"

"And don't forget the important one."

"Honor the Godslayer!"

Ding!
While the representatives of the kingdoms clinked glasses, drank heartily, and celebrated with each other, Grand Duke Silverwing remained unusually quiet in the corner of the room.

Adrian politely declined all the toasts offered, forced a smile as he listened to the conversations of others, and finally only drank a few drinks as a token gesture before walking to a corner.

While everyone was excited about Herbert's great achievements, he, as a father, couldn't help but worry about his child's safety.

In dealing with issues concerning his offspring, the Silverwing Grand Duke was indeed neither fair nor decisive enough, leading to the tragedy of brothers killing each other. However, he absolutely loved his children deeply.

No matter what titles their children have achieved or what accomplishments they have made, in the eyes of their elders, they are still the little children who need to be worried about.

Adrian was indeed proud of Herbert for being able to perform the act of killing a god once again, because Herbert had become a power that Adrian could never reach.

But this also means that Herbert is touching the red lines in the hearts of the gods, repeatedly challenging their psychological bottom line.

Faced with such an unstable threat, will they take forceful action to eliminate future troubles?
Adrian didn't know exactly how strong Herbert was now, but it was clear that he was not yet capable of directly confronting a god.

Otherwise, he would have killed the God of Sand and Stone with his own hands.

As long as Herbert is unable to confront the gods directly, he will remain at a disadvantage in their presence.

Grand Duke Silverwing's concerns were valid.

At this moment, there are indeed some gods whose attitude towards Herbert is very dangerous.

So dangerous... I wanted to devour him.

……

goo.

"It tastes even better now."

In the divine kingdom filled with madness and depravity, the god of lust licked his bright red lips with the tip of his tongue, his face flushing an unusual rosy hue.

He stared at Herbert in the image, his eyes almost brimming with tears, wishing he could rush over and devour him right now.

Yes, it's in your stomach.

"Oh……"

Even the God of Lust himself couldn't remember exactly how many times his plans had failed because of Herbert.

Not to mention anything further, His hand was also involved in this intervention in the North.

Although he didn't put much effort into it and just acted casually and opportunistically, he almost brought down the Northern Kingdom Alliance.

If Herbert hadn't managed to suppress the situation by commanding the Silverwing Grand Duke, the Kingdom Alliance would definitely have been in a lot of trouble.

He has always had a fondness for those sanctimonious nobles—their souls are all excellent material for twisting.

Although His schemes had failed once again, He did not feel sorry.

This raised His opinion of Hert to almost the limit that mortals could reach, making him almost a "perfect person".

With each failure, He developed an increasingly strong possessive desire for this near-perfect soul.

Snatch him away!

Take him from that guy's hands.

I want to make him my slave, I want him to kneel before me and humbly lick my toes!

The God of Lust looked at Herbert, his mind filled with morbid and twisted thoughts.

The more perfect and outstanding he is, the more He wants to destroy him with His own hands.

Let him destroy, let him fall, let him become twisted.

Herbert will surely become his most perfect masterpiece.

But Herbert was too cautious and never gave Him that opportunity. He was very good at counter-surveillance and could hardly find any trace of Him.

Furthermore, the god of lust was indeed wary of the blazing sun and was very reluctant to confront it directly.

However, the god of lust was in no hurry; He was always very patient.

They wanted to wait for Herbert to continue growing and become more perfect, and then reap the rewards when he showed a weakness.

But now, seeing Herbert's rapid improvement, even He felt a growing unease, thinking that if He allowed Herbert to continue growing, He might not be able to fulfill His wish.

If I can't forcibly control Herbert by then, wouldn't all my years of waiting have been in vain?

No!

We need to think of a solution!
After hesitating for a while, the God of Lust frowned somewhat unwillingly and pondered.

"...Should we join forces with those guys?"

Although the God of Lust is one of the strongest figures in the evil camp, he is unpopular for some reason and is always forced to fight alone.

However, the strength of their own church is limited, and they cannot achieve absolute dominance.

If they could make contact with the other evil gods, Herbert's plan to corrupt and destroy would likely have a greater chance of success.

However, the god of lust was still somewhat unwilling and had not made up his mind completely.

Because cooperation means sharing the spoils of war, and He has no intention of handing over the final fruits of victory.

Unless someone else is not interested in Herbert himself, he could give up some other benefits.

Otherwise, this matter will become very difficult to handle.

After hesitating for a while, the god of lust suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something else.

"Oh, right! Before contacting them, there are some other people we can reach!"

He laughed with pleasure, and one could almost imagine how distorted the expressions on those people's faces must have been at that moment!
Tsk tsk, just thinking about it almost gave Him pleasure.

"Hehe, although we only lost a competitor with whom we didn't get along, they were still nominally 'brothers' who served the earth together!"

All the gods in the Earth pantheon are offspring of Mother Earth. Although they compete with each other for the power of their mother, they also advance and retreat together to resist the invasion of outsiders.

If the God of Sand and Stone hadn't made himself an enemy of the world this time, they wouldn't have severed ties with him under the pressure of the Goddess of the Four Seasons. At that time, they only thought that the God of Sand and Stone would be beaten up and suffer a bit, and they were even prepared to join in to kick him while he was down and seize some benefits.

But no one expected that this brother would end up dying a tragic death.

"Although the fault lies with that idiot God of Sand and Stone, can those stone-headed guys really just swallow their anger?"

It must be impossible.

These guys will definitely use this as an excuse to make trouble.

While the gods of sand and stones were alive, they could harm and attack each other.

But now He is dead.

Then they must avenge their beloved relatives, friends, and brothers, otherwise how can they prove their close brotherhood?
Sometimes, the dead are more useful than the living.

"hehe."

He smiled merrily, already pondering how to persuade those hot-tempered fellows.

But when He excitedly went to contact the Earth God system, He was met with a harsh reality.

"They refused?"

"Ok?"

None of those stupid, hot-tempered guys took the bait.

Why is that?
It's really strange. Not only did they not listen to his instigation, they even cut off the connection between people and themselves.

It shouldn’t be!

When did they become so smart?

"This...wait, could it be that..."

The god of lust suddenly thought of a possibility.

When some people suddenly behave abnormally and resolutely refuse small favors, it does not mean that they have changed their nature.

But what you don't know is that there must be even greater interests at play behind the scenes.

So, what would be of the greatest benefit to these chief gods of the earth pantheon?

"It's a [clerical] position!"

The god of lust finally realized what he had overlooked—although the god of sand and stones had died, his divine office and divine status had not yet been divided up.

At this moment, the ownership of all these assets is in the hands of one person.

Having more clergy is not necessarily better.

Not all gods are qualified to merge two opposing forces.

If a weak deity absorbs two completely different divine offices, it will most likely end up with a split personality under the influence of those offices, or even a split soul, transforming into two new gods.

When the goddess of fate fell, the gods thought that two new goddesses, [Lucky] and [Misfortune], would be born. However, the new goddess of fortune surprised everyone by forcibly accepting everything from her "mother".

This is why many conspiracy theories insist that the Goddess of Fortune is the Goddess of Destiny from the past, who was simply forced to be reborn for some reason.

As for what kind of "terrible power" could force an ancient god to reincarnate, they couldn't say.

That's what makes conspiracy theories so interesting.

Although they set up certain possibilities and fabricated many conspiracy theories, the premises supporting these theories... mind your own business!
As long as there are enough believers, great Confucian scholars will naturally take the initiative to debate the classics.

Freya is the goddess of the forest, but as a newly born deity, she is clearly not capable of concurrently holding the divine office of the goddess of sand and stones, as that would be harmful and not beneficial to her.

Therefore, this divine office will become a powerful bargaining chip—it can temporarily suppress the earth pantheon and keep them in line for a while.

"Tsk!"

……

"Lady Winter, is the priesthood of Nathaniel really going to be handed over to those guys?"

Returning to the sacred realm of nature, Fulingya frowned slightly, toying with an eyeball-sized, yellowish-brown polyhedron in her hand.

With the assistance of the god of martyrdom, and the god of sand and gravel who only attacked and did not defend after accepting his fate, the battle was unexpectedly easy.

Fulingya was not seriously injured, yet she managed to eliminate the Sand God who was determined to die.

The blood-stained body was offered to the god of martyrdom, and was nailed to the wooden nail of the martyr as a sacrifice. The god of martyrdom would then personally hang it on the city wall of the city of martyrs to deter the many evil gods in the shadows.

As for the divine office and divine status, the martyred god had no need for them, so they were handed over to Fulingya according to the original agreement. This can be considered as the natural pantheon reclaiming them, which can be called "returning them to their rightful owner".

Just now, following the instructions of the Goddess of Winter, Fulingya relayed the message to the Earth Pantheon.

Although Freya never made any explicit promises, they all agreed that it was a warning to them—if they performed well, the priesthood would be given to one of them.

In order to have the chance to be that lucky one, these guys started to perform their best, trying to prove that they were the best.

Fulingya was speechless at their performance, and even somewhat disgusted.

"Hmm? You don't want to give it to them?"

After hearing Freya's words, the Goddess of Winter raised an eyebrow slightly. She didn't answer, but asked with some curiosity, "Do you have some other ideas? Have you already made other arrangements?"

Fulingya hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded, but shook her head again, and finally sighed helplessly, "I'm not very sure. I'd like to give it to them, but they might not accept it."

Oh?
They don't even want a clergy position?

The Goddess of Winter blinked, quickly thinking of the special guy that Freya had mentioned who refused to accept a divine position.

"You mean Herbert?"

"……Um."

In front of her most trusted elder, Fulingya didn't hide much. She nodded and sighed helplessly, "I received a lot of help from him this time. It was clearly a test I gave him, but in the end, I benefited the most."

"Honestly, I... well, I don't know how to reward him anymore."

The divine office of the God of Sand and Stone was not particularly valuable to Freya, but for mortals, it represented a precious qualification to join the ranks of the gods.

How many mortals can resist the temptation of immortality?
What a coincidence, there's one right in front of us.

As a saint of the sun god, Herbert would most likely have eventually enjoyed divine status even without this free divine office.

But if I don't give Herbert this, what should I give him?

What could be considered a reward for Herbert now?
"Ugh, I'm so annoyed..."

The Goddess of Winter looked at Fulingya with a strange expression, hesitated for a long time before finally speaking, her lips twitching slightly.

Finally, He pursed His lips and slowly spoke: "Flingya, my child, have you forgotten something?"

"Ok?"

Fulingya stopped wailing and looked at the Goddess of Winter in confusion.

Then, I saw the other person's meaningful look and a strange remark.

"Silly child, it is true that you are the master of the forest, but you are also the queen of tree spirits."

?

Fulingya tilted her head in confusion, not understanding what she meant.

"Yeah, what's wrong with the tree spirit? Is there a problem...? Huh?"

He was stunned.

Then his eyes widened suddenly, staring in disbelief at his most trusted elder.

"You, you... huh?"

How could the tree spirits not know what special ways they reward people?
But even if it's clear, what kind of good person would think of this?!?
"Wait, what do you mean by this?!"

The Goddess of Winter looked at the suddenly enlightened Freya with a look of satisfaction, nodded encouragingly to her, and then—her form shattered and dissipated like ice and snow.

He ran away!

"you come back!"

Fulingya gritted her teeth and shouted, wanting to have a good argument with the Goddess of Winter.

What are you even talking about?!?
I've never done that kind of thing before, so whether I'm good at it or not is another matter.

But how could a noble paladin like Herbert possibly like that kind of reward?
As if hearing Freya's inner roar, a pleasant chuckle came from the still-lingering snow and ice.

"Haha~"

You trust me.

Herbert, he really does have a thing for this.

rest assured.

He'll be so happy!

……

……

Whether Herbert will be happy afterward, nobody knows.

But there's one person who definitely can't be happy right now.

After realizing what Herbert had done, Fein's expression completely went out of control.

"Damn!!!"

He was not shocked that Herbert had killed the god of sand through a scheme.

Instead, he deeply regretted not having participated in the siege!

If I had participated in that battle, even if I didn't get a divine position in the end, I could still get a bit of divine power and forcibly advance to demigod!

If I could somehow obtain a divine title, then I wouldn't need to continue taking risks.

That way, I won't actually have to go through that process.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"call……"

He let out a long breath, suppressed his thoughts, put on a calm expression, and raised his hand to knock on the door of the Astrid Mage Tower.

dong dong.

Although Astrid often ignored his arrival and pretended not to hear him, she kept him out of the door.

But this time, he came under the guise of an inspection and had a legitimate reason to visit her daughter, so Astrid had no reason to turn her away.

Sure enough, the door was opened quickly.

then……

He saw a familiar face.

"Here you are! Oh, it's you! What a coincidence!"

It was a radiant smile that sent chills down his spine.

A handsome young man pushed open the door, waved to him, and said with a smile, "What are you standing there for? Come in, it's so cold outside!"

Outside the door, Finn stood in the cold wind, feeling that the world was so absurd.

Inside the door, Herbert stood in the warm mage tower, finding the complex expression on the man's face to be a delicacy, almost like a drink to accompany it.

It suddenly became clear!

Reflecting on this, Herbert thought about finishing what he started, tilted his head, and smiled slightly at Finn, just like when they first met not long ago.

"Hi."

"hello."

(End of this chapter)