Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 538 "Transformation" (Bonus Chapter 298!, 6.2K Chapters)
Euphemia, the goddess of winter, felt as if she hadn't woken up properly.

It's like waking up from an absurd dream, only to find yourself still in the dream.

Freya thanked me for letting Him personally reward Herbert.
Eh?
Rather than a smug nod after receiving thanks, a feeling of guilt took over more of his heart.

"Thank me?"

Euphemia maintained the calm demeanor of a composed elder, someone accustomed to storms, but deep inside, ice shards flew everywhere, and a blizzard raged wildly.

what's the situation?
what's up?
He knew all too well how much mockery and a vague thought, which even he himself had not deeply considered, were behind his previous "encouragement."

That was certainly a reward Herbert would like, but for Freya, it was also a rather unique challenge.

Euphemia wasn't necessarily trying to force Freya to do anything outrageous; He wasn't that wicked.

He simply wanted to see how this junior, who was always too rule-abiding, somewhat too pure, and even a little naive, would react to such an "outrageous" suggestion.

Was it a silent compliance after the initial shock? Or a decisive refusal after feeling ashamed and angry?
Or... did she reluctantly comply after being both surprised and annoyed?
But Euphemia is certain of one thing.

Whatever decision you make, this kind of reaction is absolutely unacceptable!
At this moment, instead of being displeased by being teased, Fulingya's eyes were burning with a kind of clarity and gratitude, as if she had undergone some kind of baptism. She bowed her head to thank Him, her "caring elder," with utmost sincerity.

"Thank you so much for your help! With your assistance, I have been completely transformed!"

Even though Fulingya dared to bow her head in greeting, Yufimi didn't dare to accept it!
This is this...

Is this right?
Yes, yes, yes, oh no, no, no!
What exactly did this child take my words to mean?!
Euphemia felt as if she had thrown a punch with all her might, but it was as if she had hit a warm, soft wall of cotton. She was a little dazed by the rebound of her own fist.

What profound meaning did I have?
I just... mentioned it casually!

However, the authority accumulated over countless years and the "airs" of an elder kept Euphemia in check, preventing her from revealing her confusion and embarrassment in front of Freya.

Installed.

We must pretend nothing happened!
He quickly froze that guilty conscience deep in his eyes, and a perfectly timed, serene smile, befitting a wise man, appeared on his sculpted face, as if Freya's gratitude was exactly what he had expected.

"Ha ha……"

Yuffie's voice was calm and gentle, with the tolerance of a kind elder and a hint of unfathomable wisdom: "Flingya, your success is not due to me, but to yourself."

"Indeed, rules are the cornerstone of a stable pantheon, but occasionally following one's heart and not suppressing one's thoughts is true nature."

Although He didn't know what Fluya had actually realized, He could easily spout vague and ambiguous platitudes.

Moreover, just by looking at Fulingya's lively eyes now, one can roughly guess what kind of psychological changes she has undergone.

He is no longer so rigid.

In the eyes of the Goddess of Winter, Freya's biggest problem was that she was too conservative and stuck in her ways.

She valued rules too much, strictly fulfilling her duties as "daughter of the Lord of Nature," and regarding the stability of the natural pantheon as her most important goal.

As a proxy god who performs the duties, this ability to maintain the status quo is sufficient.

But for a true pantheon leader, this is not enough.

That silly girl, Fulingya, has locked herself in an unchanging cage.

For a pantheon, an order that its members can follow obediently is essential and has a great benefit to its development and stability.

But order is not everything.

At least for the natural pantheon, order alone is far from enough.

The natural pantheon is neither a member of the Order faction nor the Chaos faction, but rather a neutral zone between the two.

Or rather, it is neither of the two, yet it contains both.

The ocean embraces all rivers and embraces everything; this is nature.

Naturally, there are unchanging patterns of calm and tranquility, as well as uncertainties of sudden changes.

Forests nurture the creatures within them, but they can also become dead zones that devour their lives.

The ocean provides resources to all things, but it can also stir up storms and swallow up innocent souls that intrude into its embrace.

Giving and taking are the natural order.

The previous Fulingya was far too honest.

Without enough boldness, others won't see what's so remarkable about you.

Therefore, apart from the goddess of the four seasons, the other members of the nature pantheon mostly chose to observe and tacitly approve of the earth pantheon's rebellious schemes because they were dissatisfied with Freya.

But when Freya unexpectedly appeared outside the kingdom of the God of Sand and Stone, and with the help of the God of Martyrdom, eliminated the "scum of the gods," everyone was quite surprised.

They finally saw a familiar figure in Freya—the treant who hid a raging fury beneath a gentle exterior.

The Lord of Nature is never a submissive, easy-going person; he will make every person who despises Nature experience what "fatherly caresses" truly mean.

The image of Fulingya in the eyes of the Goddess of Winter finally began to resemble her.

Did we learn anything from Herbert?

Or did His existence inspire Him in some way?
"It seems you have indeed come to understand something."

He looked at Freya and nodded with emotion, cleverly packaging his teasing, which contained a mischievous intention, as "philosophical advice."

Well, that's not my opinion, but what Fluya herself thinks.

Euphemia nodded in a perfunctory manner, both affirming Freya's actions and positioning herself as a guide.

Yes, that was my initial plan.

"Haha~"

Upon hearing this, Fulingya's emerald eyes shone even brighter.

Sure enough!

As Yuffie had always trusted her, she was indeed guiding her in this way, helping her break free from the shackles of her mind.

The goddess whom He had long regarded as His most reliable elder remained a towering figure in His heart, and had even become wiser.

Thank you again, ma'am.

With a light and relieved tone, Fulingya said with emotion, "Thank you so much for giving me a reason to muster up the courage."

"That... is novel, a little nerve-wracking, but not a bad feeling."

His cheeks were slightly flushed, but his eyes were clear and unwavering, showing only trust in his elders and a willingness to share.

The young goddess did not describe the romantic and awkward details between herself and the mortal, as those were too private. She only used euphemistic terms such as "mustering up courage" and "feeling novel" to summarize it.

As Euphemia listened to this vague description, she looked at the complex expression on Freya's face, a mixture of shyness and open-mindedness, and at her aura, which was noticeably more lively and vibrant than before.

As an ancient being with extensive knowledge and life experience, He already understood.

This child is falling in love!
What's going to happen between Herbert and me?

No, that's not right.

Something must have happened!
Their relationship was far more than a simple "reward"; there must have been some intimate contact that gave the child a novel experience.

……Um?

Wait, that’s not right!

The goddess of winter suddenly froze, realizing what this meant.

In that case, does that mean I... can't keep asking?

hiss!
A mixture of relief that "my child seems to have suddenly grown up," a hint of regret that "I may have gone too far," and a subtle, indescribable curiosity swirled in Euphemia's heart.

Did you do it?

What stage are we at?
He really wanted to ask with concern, like an elder, "Um, cough cough, how far have you two gotten?"

But the words were on the tip of his tongue when he was stopped by the pure trust in Fulingya's eyes.

Unable to speak.

I just can't bring myself to say it!
Flinga trusts me so much, how can I betray her trust?
How can an elder be so gossipy?

Moreover, if one were to delve deeper, one's "impure" motives would easily be exposed.

"...Well, you have to be careful, don't, cough cough, don't get too addicted."

In the end, Euphemia could only condense her myriad thoughts into a seemingly senior piece of advice.

After the goddess of winter finished speaking, she tried to run away.

He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would lose his perfect composure.

So Euphemia made up an excuse and quickly slipped away, leaving Freya gratefully watching him go.

"Madam, thank you for your trouble."

Fulingya bowed again to the soon-to-dissipate ice and snow incarnation, sincerely thanking this elder who had "concerned" her.

Euphemia nodded slightly, and her ice and snow avatar vanished silently into the air like melting ice crystals. Her consciousness quickly returned to the icy divine kingdom located in the far north of the world.

In the divine kingdom nestled in the snowfield, all is silent, with only ice and snow remaining eternal.

Beneath the enormous cedar tree that symbolizes His primordial power, a beautiful long-haired cat, pure white with icy blue fur adorning its ear tips and tail, is curled up on a branch, fast asleep.

Even in his deep sleep, Hecaias made a faint, gurgling sound.

The cat keeps ringing. (JPG)
At the moment the goddess of winter regained her consciousness, the icy branches of the cedar seemed unable to bear the weight of some invisible emotion and trembled slightly.

Then, a large chunk of snow, cool to the touch, slid off the pine needles and landed precisely on the kitten's entire body.

Wow!

"Meow—woof!"

The little cat, a goddess of ice and snow in her dream, was suddenly awakened, bursting into a fluffy snowball and jumping up from the snow in a panic.

He couldn't possibly be afraid of the cold; he was simply startled by the sudden attack.

It shook its body vigorously, trying to get rid of the sudden shower, then bared its teeth at the tall cedar tree and made an angry and aggrieved "hissing" sound.

what!
"what are you doing!"

Hecaias, whose sweet dreams had been disturbed, was filled with morning grumpiness. She glared and hissed, expressing her annoyance.

Seeing her kitten frantically trying to move around and its fur standing on end, Euphemia found a way to vent her frustrations about the chaos she was experiencing with Florinya.

Oh my, my child is so cute, even when he's angry he's adorable!
He is healed.

"Hehe, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."

Euphemia's avatar emerged from the tree trunk and opened its arms to hug the snow kitten.

"Come here, come into my arms, I'll make it up to you~"

Come quickly to Mommy's!
However, Euphemia's brief moment of joy vanished the instant Hecaias reacted.

"Hmph, I don't want to!"

The snow kitten didn't go into His embrace. Instead, it nimbly dodged away, jumped to another branch, and raised its paw to clear the snow off its head.

"Hecaias, be good~ don't be stubborn, come to me quickly~"

After Hecaias finally finished cleaning herself, she groomed the fur behind her ears with her paws, glanced sideways at Euphemia, and snorted, "Who wants to listen to you? I'm leaving, I'm going to find Herbert!"

what?
Upon hearing this, Euphemia's cedar tree froze for a moment, shaking off a large patch of snow.

The little snow kitten, unable to dodge in time, was hit again, its entire body buried except for its head. "Hey! What do you mean?"

"what!"

"Do you want to fight!?"

She is a god, and even a goddess who controls the power of ice and snow; her reaction should not be so slow.

However, within the realm of the goddess of winter, Hecaias's power was suppressed and withdrawn, causing his reactions to become much slower.

In addition, after returning to the safety of His "old home", He was lazy and didn't think about using His power.

As a result, you have repeatedly provoked me?

what!
I challenge you to a duel!

The goddess of winter ignored the panting kitten, her mind filled with one name—Herbert.

It's Herbert again!
Before Freya could even sort things out, her little kitten was already so eager to get close to Herbert!
Although He knew that His little cat had always been very interested in this mortal, He was still a little jealous.

I just got back!
You need to provide me with some emotional value, right?

We can't just run away so heartlessly right from the start!

Although Herbert probably won't do anything to Hecaias, well... it's hard to say.

But considering how long it took for Freya to go from her suggestion to what actually happened, Euphemia felt that Herbert's speed in taking action should not be underestimated.

This person is a man of action.

When something happens, he really steps up.

If Hecaias, this little kitten, were to come so close without any suspicion, who knows, one day she might end up raising kittens herself!

"Wait, uh, if we could have little kittens, that wouldn't be so bad, would it?"

The goddess of winter blinked rapidly, imagining that wonderful future, but suddenly hesitated.

That little kitten must be so cute!
I feel like there's hope now.

Or, well... cough cough cough!

Although she really wanted them to bring out the kitten quickly, Euphemia didn't lose her temper and managed to suppress the thought, shaking her head.

"...Not in the near future."

Euphemia shook her head, stopped the kitten that was about to sneak out the door, and directly grabbed Fate by the scruff of the neck.

?

Knowing the disparity in strength between them, Hecaias, once lifted up, didn't struggle mindlessly. Instead, it wagged its tail in dissatisfaction and glared at them, saying, "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

You never stopped me before.

"The situation is different now."

Euphemia shook her head, unable to explain her complicated reasons, so she could only change her excuse and say, "The God of Sand and Stone has just fallen, and the world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing both structure and overall situation) is about to change again. You should stay quietly in the God Kingdom and not go anywhere."

Hecaias wriggled defiantly, baring her teeth, and said, "I'm not going to cause trouble! I'm just going to have fun."

Yuffie shook her head helplessly and sighed, "No means no. Be a good girl and listen to me."

Although He disliked that idiot God of Sand and Stone, the guy was a genuine god, and His fall would affect the balance of power among the gods.

It's not a good time for a mere popcorn cat like Ice and Snow Cat to wander around aimlessly.

"I won't run around! I'm going to find Herbert!"

“No, if something really happens, he won’t be able to protect you, and I won’t feel at ease.” Euphemia was extremely firm on matters concerning the children’s safety and would not budge.

"……snort!"

Hecaias understood the outcome. After struggling for a while, she realized that resistance was futile, and finally angrily swung her claws back and forth in front of her.

They could only curl up in dissatisfaction, covering their heads with their long tails as a silent protest.

Ignore you!

Even after taking Hecaias under control, Euphemia's mind was far from at peace.

"..."

The goddess of winter realized that simply stopping it was not the solution; it was merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

What He truly needed was a clearer understanding of Herbert… in every sense of the word.

As for how to find out...

Of course, you should see it for yourself!
Euphemia is preparing to go to Eldar.

He just said that it is not advisable to go out recently—but that was said to Hecaias.

It's dangerous outside, so children shouldn't go out without permission.

But adults are different!

The adults can give it to them whenever they want!

As her thoughts flowed, without attracting the attention of the snow kitten, a portion of Euphemia's consciousness descended upon Yunier.

"call……"

Through the eyes of the chosen one, Euphemia began to examine this vibrant land.

He witnessed almost all the changes here; He was a firsthand witness to the development.

His gaze swept over the busy people, past the houses under construction, and finally settled on a somewhat lonely figure not far away.

Theresa, a girl with a human body and a snake tail.

She is also a close friend of her own chosen one, "Yunier," and a best friend with whom she plays and jokes every day.

Even He Himself was fond of this ill-fated girl and felt a budding maternal affection for her.

"Theresa, you... eh?"

The snake-woman stood alone on a giant rock at the edge of her territory, her snake tail unconsciously patting the rock surface, making a soft rustling sound.

Her unique purple vertical pupils were not focused on any scene within her territory, but rather spread out absently.

With an indescribable longing and confusion, I gazed into the distance at the mysterious mountains perpetually shrouded in gray-white mist.

Ok?
Euphemia frowned slightly.

As an ancient goddess, she was extremely sensitive to the breath.

The aura emanating from Theresa at this moment was not her usual calmness and resilience, but rather a kind of...dazedness as if she were being pulled by invisible threads.

A faint resonance originating from the depths of one's blood.

Deep within the Misty Mountains live Theresa's blood relatives.
Who exactly is calling her?
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached Theresa and spoke softly, breaking the silence: "Theresa, what are you looking at? Is there something on the other side of the mountains that attracts you?"

!!!

"Well……"

The snake-woman blinked, as if startled awake from a deep dream. Her body trembled slightly, and she turned her head sharply.

Theresa's eyes still held a lingering daze. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Yunier and complained, "Yunier, it's you! Why didn't you say hello? You startled me!"

The girl pouted and gently poked her best friend's leg with the snake's tail in dissatisfaction.

But "Yunier" didn't relax. She shook her head and continued, "What's wrong with you? You don't seem to be in good spirits. Didn't you sleep well?"

Upon hearing this, Theresa pursed her lips, her eyes darting around, and instinctively wanted to deny it.

But after seeing the worry in her best friend's eyes, she hesitated.

"Ugh."

After a moment's hesitation, she answered in a hoarse voice, tinged with uncertainty and confusion, "Yunir... I, I don't know."

She tapped her head and said in confusion, "I just have a strange feeling, like there's a voice calling to me from deep within those mountains?"

"Did something happen to me? I don't know if I'm dreaming..."

call?

A hint of seriousness flashed in the icy blue eyes of the Goddess of Winter.

The Misty Mountains are no harmless or benevolent place; in terms of eeriness and danger, they rank among the most perilous places in the world.

If there really is something here calling for Theresa, then this is not a good sign.

Theresa is in danger now!

Seeing the snake-woman girl whose expression occasionally showed a hint of daze, the Goddess of Winter barely managed to suppress her urge to intervene directly.

The situation isn't too bad yet; with me here, the problem is still under control.

He raised his hand and placed it on the girl's shoulder, his will probing into her to protect her soul.

"Theresa, cheer up, everything will be alright."

The snake-woman looked at "Yunier" and saw a gentle, maternal smile on her face. Her initial unease subsided, and she gradually calmed down.

Seeing that Theresa had finally calmed down, Euphemia breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her hand to comfort her and said softly, "It's okay, you'll be fine, I promise you."

"Furthermore, now that you've discovered the problem, why don't you ask Lord Herbert?"

Theresa blinked, shrank her shoulders, and said weakly with some resistance, "Uh, wouldn't this be too much trouble for Lord Herbert? What if, what if nothing happens, wouldn't that..."

"Don't think like that, listen to me!"

Euphemia shook her head in refusal. She knew that this matter had to be told to Herbert as soon as possible, before anything else happened.

Otherwise, it will be too late to deal with it once a real problem arises.

……

……

Meanwhile, Herbert, having left the Sanctuary of Nature, is now facing the most severe "test" in his history.

"..."

Herbert's expression was serious, his eyes fixed straight ahead on the empty space, his gaze incredibly focused, as if he were facing an incomparably powerful enemy.

【"Ah."】

Miniature Nenasa, perched on Herbert's shoulder, glanced at him sideways and scoffed, "Oh, now you're playing dumb? Weren't you quite the talker in front of others?"

"Stop dawdling and tell me, how are you going to explain this to me?"

[“Answer me!”]

【"say!"】

Herbert's lips twitched slightly, and his expression became even more serious as he looked ahead.

Oh no! Oh no!
The god of humor has devoured his master!

(End of this chapter)