Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 529 Astral Exile! (Second update, chapters 289 and 290!)
"..."

Finn held the pocket watch and remained silent for a long time.

Having finally obtained what he had hoped for, he felt no excitement whatsoever; instead, he was overwhelmed by an overwhelming sense of exhaustion.

No, nothing.

Without divinity, he remains hopeless as a demigod.

Even if he takes forceful action, his established power and position within the Witch Guild will be jeopardized.

So what did all my previous efforts amount to?

Was it all worth it?
And what was the reason behind Astrid's previous strict guard against me?!?

"That's because you have ulterior motives. Of course, others will treat you with caution. Is that so hard to understand?"

Herbert, who was standing to the side, saw through Finn's thoughts and said with a faint smile, "When you face others with malice, all you will ever receive is malice."

Only sincerity can win sincerity in return.

Listening to these high-sounding principles, Fein frowned and snorted in dissatisfaction, "Are you lecturing me?"

"No, it's just some reflections."

Herbert shook his head and held out his hand to Finn, gesturing for him to return the items.

Although he was a little reluctant to part with this epic item, Finn put the pocket watch back into Herbert's palm after thinking for a few breaths.

It's just an epic item; he wouldn't stoop to such despicable and shameless tactics.

After his long-cherished wish was fulfilled, Finn felt much more relaxed, and even the gloom between his brows lessened considerably.

Although the path to becoming a demigod remains unchanged, there has been no progress.

But after he resolved his inner conflict, he felt that the path ahead of him became much clearer.

Perhaps I don't need divinity to forge another path.

Just as Fein was full of ambition and preparing to meet the challenges ahead with a new look, Herbert spoke up at an inopportune moment.

“Alright, that’s settled. Now let’s talk about something else.” Herbert looked at Finn with a smile that was full of malice.

Friend, aren't you getting a little too excited?
Have you finished laughing?

Now it's my turn to laugh.

"Your Excellency Finn, in the past few days, you seem to have stirred up quite a bit of chaos in the Witch's Guild for your own selfish reasons, and many innocent people have died because of you."

Herbert looked at Finn, his expression turning calm and serious. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said slowly, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation for this, or else..."

Clang——

The sound of the sword slowly being drawn from its sheath instantly extinguished the icy atmosphere between the two. Finn's relieved smile vanished, and he looked at Herbert with a detached expression.

"Even if I did these things, what does it have to do with you, an outsider? You intend to judge me? Just because you're a legendary paladin?"

"This is the territory of the Witches' Guild, and there is no god to protect you here."

"Godslayer, you are not qualified."

The Witches' Guild has erected a magical barrier on its territory to defend against the gods, which is sufficient to withstand the gods' attacks for a short period of time.

Although the time was short, it was enough for Fein to teach Herbert a painful lesson.

Just before Fein was about to make a move, an old voice suddenly came from behind Herbert, who was smiling.

"If he's not qualified, then what about me?"

!!!

Upon hearing that voice, Finn's initial imposing aura vanished instantly, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "Chairman!?"

To his astonishment, the old mage who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years appeared out of thin air.

Unlike most female mages who like to maintain a youthful appearance, the president of the Witch Guild wears an elegant silver dress, but allows her appearance to age naturally, looking like an old woman in her sixties or seventies.

As the strongest member of the Witch Guild and the true leader in power, the guild president's attitude was extremely firm.

“Astrid has told me everything.”

"I never imagined that you would betray the entire Witch Society for such a small thing."

She didn't give Finn a chance to speak and immediately defined the matter.

This is an unacceptable betrayal.

Whether Finn truly only wanted to seize the pocket watch or genuinely intended to overthrow the entire Witch's Guild, it no longer mattered.

He has now become a traitor to the entire Witch's Guild.

"Fan, you have truly let me down."

The president stared at Finn, whose expression had suddenly changed, waited a moment, then a hint of regret flashed across his cold face. He shook his head and said softly:
"You really disappoint me."

Even now, you still don't understand—the gap between us can't be bridged by a little bit of cleverness.

"Rather than admitting your mistakes, you chose this path."

She looked at the stern-faced Archmage and sighed with a hint of heartache: "Have you forgotten? I was the one who taught you this special technique for silently casting spells."

Then, amidst Fenn's visibly shocked expression, she brandished the ice crystal staff in her hand.

The next instant, Herbert saw the most dazzling magical light he had ever seen, which exploded wildly before his eyes!
The blinding light almost blew him out.

[Spell Dispel - Extremely Effective Instant Cast], [Spell Counter - Extremely Effective Instant Cast], [Disintegrate - Extremely Effective Instant Cast], [Grand Disintegrate - Extremely Effective Instant Cast]...

Finn, whose raw strength ranks in the upper-middle range among all epics, is like a toddler learning to speak in front of the Witch Guild President, utterly powerless to resist.

The spells he had secretly prepared were directly dispelled, and his magic power was countered. He could only stand there in agony, watching as the Disintegration spell shattered all his magical equipment.

Then, after removing Finn's equipment and scattering materials all over the ground, the guild leader's actions did not stop, and he continued to cast two more spells.

【Astral Gate】, 【Astral Exile】!
"Fern, from this day forward, you are no longer a member of the Witch's Guild, and you are not allowed to return!"

The old woman's cold pronouncement gave Finn no chance to speak before she threw him, bound and imprisoned him in the Astral Gate for a long exile.

The Astral Realm, a special place connecting various nations, is full of dangers, but also abundant opportunities.

For mages above the legendary level, the astral plane is already a place for tentative exploration, while epic mages can undertake long-term astral journeys.

Legendary mages often use astral teleportation to search for rare materials, or to travel to other places in hopes of exploring more unknowns.

However, all of this is based on the premise that the astral travelers have made thorough preparations, carrying food, recovery supplies, magical artifacts, necessary information, and so on.

Someone like Finn, who was stripped of his items and thrown into the Astral Plane, would likely not die, but would certainly endure a period of immense suffering.

As for whether he can survive by sheer luck, escape the astral pirates' hunt, avoid those dangerous astral creatures, and avoid running into forbidden areas in the astral realm... that depends on his luck.

The odds are against them; their chances of survival are slim. From any perspective, the Chairman's punishment for Finn's betrayal can only be described as severe.

From the moment the Witch Guild President appeared until he was forcibly exiled, Finn was unable to utter another word.

Although both are epic in scale, the difference in their power is astonishing.

Finn, the nominal vice president, was by no means weak, but he was no match for the real president.

They couldn't put up any resistance.

After banishing the traitors of the Witches' Guild to the Astral Plane, the Guild Master prepared to leave immediately.

But before she could teleport, she was stopped by a boy who had just finished watching the "Witches' Bloody Power Struggle" drama.

"President, please wait a moment. Could you answer a few questions for me?"

The president of the Witch Guild initially didn't want to pay attention to this guy who had gotten a good deal and was now trying to act innocent, but when she thought about the... well, those beings standing behind Herbert, she hesitated.

And even without mentioning those great beings, the sheer energy this young man possesses is enough for her to take him seriously.

Herbert did not belong to any church, but the power he represented was by no means less than that of any church.

As long as Herbert is willing to pay the price, he can bring the Witch Society endless trouble.

The president of the Witch Guild might not care about the former, but she absolutely cannot tolerate the latter.

After years of seclusion, although she went astray for a while, she has recently reached the threshold of advancing to the Saint level from Epic. She is just one step away from that goal and absolutely cannot be interrupted by others at this time.

She agreed to personally intervene and did not hesitate to severely punish Finn, partly because his behavior had indeed crossed the line, and partly because she wanted Herbert to leave obediently.

"..."

So, after much deliberation, the president of the Witch Guild reluctantly abandoned her plan to pretend she hadn't heard and leave, and turned to look over.

Although she didn't speak, her cold and impatient gaze said it all.

Get to the point quickly, don't waste my time.

As for her bad attitude... that's perfectly normal.

This person had just been forced out of the family by the second-in-command who had made a mistake because of Herbert, which was a true case of cutting off one's own arm.

But she had no choice but to do it.

Otherwise, the entire Witch Guild might suffer damage far more severe than simply "cutting off one's own arm."

After witnessing Herbert's misdeeds against the God of Sand and Stone, who would dare to underestimate Herbert?

I won't go into the details of the schemes.

The real key lies in connections.

Is it possible for just anyone to summon the Goddess of the Forest? Is it possible for just anyone to arrange for the God of Martyrdom to be stationed in a certain place?

Not to mention, Herbert can also summon a mobile calamity in times of crisis to carry out an overwhelming attack that covers all areas under the sun around the clock.

Therefore, Herbert fully understood the old woman's attitude and, without deliberately provoking her, asked directly, "If I'm not mistaken, are you an Ascended One?"

"Ok?"

The witch guild president, who was initially somewhat impatient, gave Herbert a rather unexpected and deep look.

She never expected that one of her biggest secrets would be revealed so easily.

But soon, she sensed a familiar aura emanating from Herbert.

That was the aura of transformation.

"I see. You are one of us too." The old woman nodded knowingly, sighing inwardly.

He was also an ascendant who had undergone the most prestigious ascension ceremony.

Moreover, it seems that Herbert's success was already destined; all that remained was to wait for the transformation to complete.

Since the other party was also an Ascended Being, the old woman made no attempt to hide it and frankly admitted: "I am indeed an Ascended Being, and I was the one who performed the oldest Ascended Being ceremony in our Witch Guild, which consumed a great deal of resources."

Looking at the overly young Godslayer, she couldn't help but sigh, "It seems you are highly valued; they are even willing to hold the highest-level ascension ceremony for you."

Herbert nodded modestly and sighed, "Yes, I am really grateful for their kindness. I didn't even ask for it, but they insisted on doing it for me, and I couldn't stop them."

?

Is this kid showing off to me?

"...Do you have any other questions? If not, then I'll be leaving."

She looked indifferently into Herbert's eyes and said slowly, "Next time, I won't be so easy to talk to."

The reason why Herbert was able to persuade the president of the Witch Guild this time was not only because of the person in the Misty Monastery, but also because of the special potion recipe that the person provided.

The perfect bloodline potion from the Witch's Guild reminded her of an old story and gave her a flash of inspiration for some new ideas.

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Herbert stopped arguing and asked a very bad question with a smile.

He asked, "By the way, you just said he disappointed you... So what exactly is it about Finn that disappointed you the most?"

That's quite intriguing.

Isn't that betrayal?
surely not.

How severe was the punishment that the Witch Guild President gave to Finn?
weight.

Is there any element of fraud involved?

No.

However, her series of fluid movements, which gave no one else a chance to react, gave Herbert a peculiar feeling.

She didn't give Finn a chance to resist, nor did she give Herbert a chance to stop her. By the time she realized what was happening, it was already a done deal.

The president of the Witch Guild is actually protecting Finn in her own way.

Although the methods were cruel and realistic enough, they gave him a better chance of survival.

For Fane, being banished to the Astral Plane was the best possible outcome.

It was both an exile and a form of protection, allowing him to remain untraceable for a long period of time.

The old woman did not get angry after being questioned. Instead, she looked at Herbert and spoke quite calmly and frankly.

“I have many grievances against him, but the most disappointing thing is that he didn’t deal with you immediately after he realized you were a threat.”

Calm, honest, and straightforward.

This made Herbert smile quite happily after hearing these words.

(End of this chapter)