Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 534 You're Going to Get a Reward! (Bonus Chapter 294 for 6K Views!)
Aurora Sanctuary.

Above the dome, the flowing aurora borealis, like a soft veil, casts a cool and dreamlike light across the silent hall.

The fallen angel lowered its head, its jet-black wings spread out, gently enveloping its body, its fingertips lightly stroking the tips of its feathers, like a bird preening its own feathers.

Suddenly, she paused, raising her eyes to look at the empty space in front of her.

The next second, a door appeared out of thin air.

crunch.

"Hi! I'm back!"

The person she was waiting for pushed open the door and came out, flashing her his signature hearty smile, and asked, "What reward do you want?"

"Ok?"

Lucille paused, his lips curving into a smile.

what?
Herbert, having left Ophidia, returned to the Aurora Sanctuary. Looking at the Fallen Angel lady, who lay silently with her wings drooping, he didn't try to pull her away, but went straight to the point:

"Luchir, you really helped me a lot this time, I must reward you properly!"

Lucille blinked, his fingers, which had been gently stroking the tips of the black wings, paused slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

You're talking about this reward...

She tilted her head, looking somewhat troubled, and gave a helpless smile.

Just before she could speak, Herbert preempted her by raising a finger and gently shaking it in front of her eyes.

"Wait, don't rush to answer."

"You're not allowed to say things like 'As long as it helps you, I don't need a reward!'"

Herbert completely blocked the road.

No, you can't refuse!

I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel.

"Well."

Lu Xier was speechless for a moment, only able to utter a short syllable.

The fallen angel pursed her lips slightly, her wings drooping, casting a small shadow on the ground, like the turmoil in her heart.

"What, I guessed right?"

"……Um."

Lucille nodded helplessly, remained silent for a long time, his fingertips unconsciously twirling a strand of long hair in front of him.

In the end, she shook her head and said helplessly, "But I really don't know what I want."

She wasn't deliberately being reserved, or trying to play hard to get; she genuinely had no such intention.

award?

What reward?
For this fallen angel who once fought for God, the concept of asking for rewards simply didn't exist.

She raised her eyes, her distant gaze seemingly passing through Herbert and looking towards some distant past.

To explain his point, Lushier earnestly stated:
“Angels don’t have the habit of giving rewards.”

“Back then, we fought for glory, for our faith, and never really expected to receive any specific reward from the gods.”

"For us, whatever we receive from the gods, whether it be power, treasures, or trust, is the greatest honor."

The fallen angel's voice was calm and clear, as if stating an eternal truth.

That's the way it is.

This is our operating rule, this is the destiny of being an angel.

Creation has never demanded any right from its creator.

After Lucille finished explaining, she looked at Herbert's still unmoved expression, sighed softly, her lips twitched downwards, and she said in a very helpless voice:

"So, if you ask me to actively ask what I want... I really can't do it."

Her voice carried a hint of complaint that she herself was unaware of, but upon closer listening, it sounded like a subtle, coquettish emotion.

That's asking the impossible.

"Then I don't care."

As a result, Herbert, seeing Luchill's resentful expression, shrugged and looked like there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing her confused, even slightly aggrieved expression, he smiled even more broadly, walked up to her with a grin, and said leisurely:
"Then was then, and the present is now."

"Moreover……"

His gaze swept over her dark wings, so out of place in the sacred hall, and he reached out to stroke them without ceremony, saying softly, "Is the one standing before me now still the same naive archangel from the past?"

"You are not the same person you were in the past."

His tone was firm yet gentle; it was not sarcasm, but rather an clarification of a fact.

“You have developed your own will and are no longer a puppet that acts according to the will of the gods.”

“You see, you even feel troubled and helpless because of my requests, which in itself is proof that you have your own emotions.”

“You have the right to make a request, and you must use that right.”

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze intense, and said earnestly, "Only in this way can you prove that you have completely broken free from the shackles of the past."

"Now, please tell me what's on your mind."

Herbert raised his head slightly, looking at the fallen angel who was slightly taller than him. He made a "please" gesture and said softly, "Speak boldly and prove to me your transformation."

He looked intently at the hesitation on the angel's face, his eyes clear and firm, without a trace of mockery, only pure encouragement and expectation.

"Don't doubt yourself, you can definitely do it."

"Believe me, you... are definitely not a puppet without desires. You have your own thoughts, you just haven't truly faced them yet."

When dealing with other people, Herbert does not necessarily force them to offer the rewards they want.

But he had to do it when facing Lucille.

This wasn't out of malicious intent to deliberately make things difficult for her.

Instead, it was a constant reminder to her—you are different now, and you are capable of doing this now.

He watched Lucille's profile as she fell into thought, waiting patiently, believing that she would eventually take that step.

Upon hearing Herbert's firm yet gentle words, a ripple of light appeared deep within Luchill's eyes.

Her slender fingers curled slightly, then slowly relaxed, as if she were engaged in a silent inner struggle.

"I……"

The sanctuary was silent.

The chanting that had surrounded the fallen angel had long since disappeared, leaving only the faint rustling of wings as they fluttered and the sound of his slightly more rapid breathing.

Herbert did not urge him, but waited quietly.

He believed her.

Although the initial mindset shift may be a little difficult, you can definitely do it.

Finally, Lucille took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

She took a small step forward, and her dark wings fluttered gently.

"If, if this is what you call 'proof'."

The fallen angel's voice was soft, with a hint of uncertainty and trembling, yet it entered Herbert's ears with exceptional clarity.

"So, there is indeed a thought in my mind right now... one that I've never dared to admit."

The moment she finished speaking, she suddenly stretched out her arms with a resolute expression, and gently wrapped them around Herbert with a slightly awkward but firm strength.

Her movements were initially stiff, as if she were cautiously testing the waters, afraid of making him feel uneasy.

But soon, the embrace became real and warm, with the soft touch of feathers, completely enveloping Herbert.

"Well……"

Herbert paused for a moment, then relaxed his body, letting himself be enveloped in that warmth and enjoying the soft embrace.

At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind—big is right.

It's really good.

Herbert felt Lucille gently rest her chin on the top of his head and heard her whisper in a voice tinged with a hint of novelty and relief:
"Yes... this is the reward I wanted."

The relief in his words brought a smile to Herbert's face.

This wasn't the first time they had embraced.

Previously, Herbert had also repeatedly thought that Lucille was addicted to "sucking people" and liked to hold Herbert in his arms.

The difference is that Lushier never actually took the initiative according to her own ideas; she mostly followed Herbert's lead and then took the opportunity to act.

This is the first time she has actually taken the initiative to do so.

"So, it's that simple..."

Lucille sighed deeply, the long-standing confusion in his voice melting away like ice and snow, revealing a clear and resolute determination.

"A hug, that's all."

"Not for glory, nor for faith, but simply... because I want it."

She tightened her arms slightly, as if she had finally grasped something she had longed for.

"Now, I've got it."

She spoke softly, yet her words echoed clearly in the silent sanctuary like a declaration.

Herbert smiled silently in her arms.

"hehe."

He raised his hand and gently patted her back, conveying his feelings of relief.

"look."

His voice was warm with relief as he said softly, "You did it. It wasn't difficult, was it?"

Lucille didn't answer immediately, but gently rested her cheek against his shoulder, feeling the warmth she had actively sought.

Above the dome, the aurora continued to flow serenely, illuminating the two embracing in the sanctuary, as if silently crowning this victory, which may be small but is of extraordinary significance.

This is a small victory for Lushir.

The surrounding souls wanted to join in the fun by chanting a few lines, but they all shut their mouths tightly after being silently swept away by Lu Xier's cold gaze.

I dare not sing, I'm outta here.

So they obediently hid themselves, giving the space to the two embracing.

Ok……

Calling this pose an "embracing" is probably a bit of a stretch.

"……Ugh."

Herbert sensed that the fallen angel showed no sign of letting go of his will, and a helpless smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Now, this is all my own doing... I brought this on myself."

There's no escaping it!

After stimulating the fallen angel's initiative, whether or not they can separate is no longer up to him.

"I'll have to be careful from now on. Once she catches me, I don't know how long I'll be held." But this is really a... happy problem.

He felt like he was being hugged by a big cat with a hugging fetish, making it impossible for him to go to work.

Frustrated, yet happy.

After a brief moment of annoyance, Herbert put those pointless complaints behind him.

Let those things be left for me to worry about later.

As for now...

Let's not dwell on such unromantic things, and just enjoy this warmth.

……

……

"Watch out for women!"

"Ok?"

After finally satisfying Miss Fallen Angel and leaving the Aurora Sanctuary, Herbert arrived at the Mirror Space.

He originally wanted to find a place to rest for a while, but was worried about being ganged up on and attacked by others.

As soon as I entered the room, the person in the mirror gave me a mysterious warning.

Beware of women?

Herbert paused, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

Wait, what are you suddenly saying?

"What are you talking about?"

Herbert squinted, giving Luccalia a strange look, and noticed the undisguised schadenfreude on her face.

Ok?
Why all the secrecy? Is there something funny about it?

"Humph!"

Miss Mirror noticed Herbert's puzzled look and smiled even more brightly. She deliberately cleared her throat and puffed out her not-so-wealthy chest like a proud little peacock.

"You really didn't notice, aren't you? Be grateful I reminded you!"

Herbert looked at the Mirror Demon, who was deliberately keeping him in suspense, and curled his lip: "Stop with the act, so what is it?"

"If you don't tell me, I'm leaving." He made a move to leave, his tone tinged with impatience.

The Riddler gets out of Gotham!
Be careful, or I might scribble all over the mirror!

As for what I'm going to use to apply it?

Hi!
Can I tell you?

"Tsk, you're not cooperating at all? You're such a boring man!" Luccalia pouted and made a face at Herbert for not cooperating.

"Ah."

Am I boring?
Herbert secretly scoffed, not taking the mirror demon's "slander" to heart.

Ha, you actually dared to use my magic against me!
I'm the one who can call others boring!

I can certainly be very interesting, but only if I'm the one who finds it interesting, and not someone else.

Herbert has always had a very flexible bottom line when it comes to double standards.

The two bickered for a long time without backing down, but in the end, the Mirror Demon, who had something to say, was the first to give in.

She's always been someone who can't keep her mouth shut. Keeping things to herself won't kill her, but it'll probably drive her crazy.

If Herbert really just ignored everything and left, Lucaria would be upset for a long time.

"Fine, I know you're embarrassed to apologize to me, but luckily I'm understanding!"

Lucaria, with an air of "I'm very generous," waved her hand and said "generously," "Since we have such a good relationship, I'll reluctantly give you a hint!"

?

Herbert crossed his arms, watching her with a leisurely air, a smirk playing on his lips, and interrupted her directly, "No need for that. If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. I'm not really that interested in knowing..."

"No! You want to know! You definitely want to know! Right!?"

bang bang.

The person in the mirror suddenly lunged forward, slapping the mirror surface with both hands, making soft thumping sounds.

Lucaria retorted with a look of grief and indignation, glaring fiercely at Herbert with a sharp look that seemed to say, "Don't make me kneel down and beg you."

Say that again!
If you say that again, I...I'll cry right in front of you!

"Okay, I give up."

Herbert, stared at by thousands of tearful eyes in thousands of mirrors, could hardly bear it and helplessly raised his hands in surrender.

Miss Mirror Demon snorted at Herbert, who had finally bowed his head. Her little face instantly brightened, and she rolled her eyes as she tentatively said, "...Hmph, then beg me!"

Herbert readily complied, humbly bowing slightly, and "respectfully" requested guidance from the Mirror Demon: "Please tell me, Lady Lucaria, what exactly do I need to be careful about right now?"

Oh!
Did he actually cooperate?

Lucaria was secretly delighted, feeling she had Herbert's weakness at her feet. She tried to maintain an arrogant expression, but the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her. A little carried away, she added:
"Hmm...not enough, your attitude isn't respectful enough!"

"Be more humble! Be more sincere!"

?

Herbert looked up, glanced sideways at the overbearing Mirror Demon, his eyes filled with a warning that "you'd better stop," and snorted irritably:

"...That's enough."

You really have no memory at all!
She's more flexible with her bottom line than I am; she really knows how to take advantage of any situation and doesn't act at all.

Give you a little sunshine and you'll shine; give you a little flood and you'll overflow.

"Ok!"

Lucaria once again demonstrated her top-notch acting skills, instantly changing her expression and becoming obedient on the spot. She even subconsciously put her feet together and obediently saluted Herbert.

"Ahem, the reason I reminded you to pay attention to women is actually based on an analysis of your personality. At this moment, you definitely can't resist a woman's coquettishness."

As she spoke, she glanced at Herbert with a look that seemed to say, "I've seen through you all along," as if she were looking at a pitiful guy who was destined to suffer a great loss because of a woman.

But then I thought about it again and realized that I was planning to witness his experience firsthand, so I decided not to say anything more.

—It's not because I can't argue with him!

"However, this probably won't be a big problem for you. My warning should more accurately be described as—be careful of the goddess!"

"Oh?"

Herbert's playful expression faded somewhat, replaced by seriousness. He frowned and asked, "Which goddess are you wary of?"

Which goddess is plotting against me this time?
The god of sand and gravel just died; the seven-day mourning period hasn't even passed yet.

Even if it's just making an example of someone to scare others, it should still have some deterrent effect, right?

Surely no idiot would be so eager to come and die?
Who would be so reckless...? Ouch, lust?
If it were Him, then it would make sense.

Could it be that this insatiable fellow is about to lose control again?
"..."

Herbert had just begun his serious analysis when Luccalia seemed to read his mind, waved her hand, and shook her head, saying, "Oh, don't be so nervous, it's not what you think."

"This is not a bad thing."

"If I'm not mistaken, you're probably about to be rewarded by the goddesses!"

?

"By whom?"

Herbert frowned in confusion. If it were a goddess, he could guess a thing or two.

But judging from what Luccaria said, there might not be just one such person, but many?
I don't have any special relationship with them.
"Not necessarily! But don't worry, there will definitely be a goddess like that."

Miss Mirror Demon snorted confidently:
"Throughout history, goddesses have appeared alongside heroes countless times."

"Some of them will cultivate in advance and patiently provide assistance, but many more prefer to seize the fruits of victory halfway through."

"Now that you have proven your abilities and wisdom, you will arouse the vigilance of some gods, but you will also attract the curiosity of others."

"They will be very interested in a hero as brave and resourceful as you, and will want you to become their subject."

Herbert finally understood what Luccaria meant, and then shrugged dismissively.

That’s it!
He didn't think he would fall into such a trap, and shook his head, saying, "I have nothing to do with them."

"you are too naive!"

As a result, Luccaria shook her head and snorted, "It doesn't matter, but it can become relevant. This 'reward' could be a perfect opportunity."

"They don't need any other reason. They just need to say that they had a grudge against the God of Sand and Gravel in the past, and thank you for helping to kill Him. Then they can take the opportunity to give you some benefits in order to get closer to you."

"Not to mention, what if some goddesses you already have a relationship with want to deepen their relationship with you? Given your personality... would you really refuse?"

As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something extremely important, leaned closer to the mirror, lowered her voice, and added mysteriously in a tone as if sharing a secret:

"Oh, by the way, if you're going to accept this... I suggest you find out their origins beforehand! After all, you don't want to encounter male deities who have transformed into women, do you?"

Miss Mirror winked at Herbert, her eyes filled with a knowing look.

As everyone knows, the gods in this world are very cunning.

You don't want to have a sore butt after drinking too much, do you?

???

Herbert was taken aback by this sudden and tricky reminder. Just as he was about to refute the mirror demon's nonsense, his expression changed, and he sensed something.

"……Um?"

He raised an eyebrow and, with a strange expression, pulled a peculiar leaf from his pocket.

The leaves trembled slightly in his palm, conveying some kind of message.

The mirror spirit asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why do you look like you've encountered a ghost and were about to attack, but it turns out to be an acquaintance?"

"Nothing... wait, what era is this ancient proverb from?" Herbert retorted instinctively.

"What did you say!?"

The Mirror Demon, displeased with Herbert's remark, shouted, "Who are you calling an old man! That phrase was very popular six hundred years ago! It's not old at all!"

"The six-hundred-year timeframe is really problematic! Please, have some self-awareness!"

I really can't stand your ridiculous concept of time, you immortal beings.

"Tsk, so what exactly happened?"

Herbert paused for a moment, his lips twitching slightly, as if trying to process the coincidence, and said in an eerie tone, "...The Goddess of the Forest is looking for me."

"Aha!"

Lucaria was taken aback at first, then burst into a huge cheer, jumping excitedly in the mirror.

Snapped!
The person in the mirror clapped their hands suddenly, proudly poked their head out of the mirror, and shouted loudly in Herbert's ear, "Look!"

"See what I said!"

"Isn't that right?!"

"He is definitely looking for you this time to reward you!"

quack!
The goddess summoned Herbert to her room, surely intending to transform him into a celestial being!
(End of this chapter)