Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 539 Let Them Stack Up! (Bonus Chapter 299 for 6K Views!)
After leaving the Sanctuary of Nature through a portal woven from vines, Herbert did not return directly to Elda, but was instead teleported by Freya to a place he was not entirely familiar with.

Ancient trees towered all around, and a familiar atmosphere, tinged with sadness and silence, permeated the air.

The Forest of Oblivion.

Moreover, it is located not far from the ruins of the beast-eared clan tribe.

The god of sand and stones who secretly plotted everything has fallen, and no one is watching this place anymore; it has once again become a no-man's-land.

Strictly speaking, there were no dissenting voices within the nature pantheon, and Freya temporarily held true power over the pantheon, enough to completely avenge all the hardships she had suffered in the previous struggles.

As one of the victims of those power struggles, the beast-eared clans that were affected are now safe, and they can even return to their homeland to continue living in the Forgotten Forest.

However, Freya, who felt indebted, would not bring up this point, and Herbert would not easily let go.

What you eat, you can't possibly vomit up.
Moreover, even within the beast-eared clan itself, it's uncertain how many people would choose to return to this sorrowful place.

While it is difficult to leave their homeland, a new, warm, and safe place where they will not be discriminated against or threatened by others is more suitable for these kind-hearted women and children.

Moreover, Herbert was the benefactor of the entire clan. If they did not repay this kindness, how could they face their dead clansmen?
They had been wandering for far too long, and Herbert reached out to them, taking them in and providing them with a safe haven where they could survive.

This gratitude transformed into near-absolute loyalty.

The beast-eared clan is extremely loyal to Herbert; even if he asked them to die for him, a large portion of the clan would probably do so willingly.

The other group of people were not afraid of death, but rather needed to leave some people behind to take care of the children who had not yet grown up.

This is both a responsibility and a hope.

Freya teleported Herbert here not to imply that he should send him back, nor to make him feel sentimental about the place.

The reason for doing this was that Freya had prepared a small, extra gift for Herbert.

If the unfolding of the Tree Spirit's Embrace hadn't been so unexpected, He was confident that this gift alone would have been enough to move Herbert.

But that's not the point right now.

Herbert pursed his lips, clearly feeling the air temperature in the forest drop silently, carrying a lingering, sour, jealous feeling.

A "tenant" residing deep within his soul is throwing a tantrum.

Oh no! The son-in-law has turned on his master!

"Say something!"

"……talk."

"Ha! Is this how you want to play?"

"That's not it, cough cough."

Herbert instinctively chuckled, then realized that he was still in the process of reflecting on his actions and shouldn't have done something so reckless.

The God of Harmony didn't seem to care about that and continued humming: "Heh, Goddess of the Forest, 'Embrace of the Tree Spirit,' the ritual name sounds quite nice."

Nenasha's cold yet distinctly sarcastic voice resonated deep within Herbert's mind.

"That ceremony even mentioned 'hugging,' but I think it should have been more like 'uniting,' right? If I hadn't reminded you, you two would have just been stacked on top of each other!"

Miss Harmony glared fiercely as she spoke, then stomped her foot in dissatisfaction.

"So, how do the goddess's lips taste, our irresistibly charming Lord Herbert?"

Herbert wanted to continue pretending not to hear and kept walking forward without looking to the side.

I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it.

Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard chants sutras.

I know nothing!
Right, I need to get down to business now!

I feel something calling to me from the beast-eared clan's camp; it must be something Freya prepared...

However, the next second, he felt a small, hard, cold object gently and continuously tapping his left cheek.

Benedict!
The "tap tap tap" sound was crisp and clear, carrying a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

"...Sigh, fine, I surrender."

Herbert sighed helplessly, turned his head, and looked at Miss Harmony, who was now standing on his shoulder, restored to the size of an exquisite figurine.

He stood with his hands on his hips, his exquisitely beautiful little face full of disdain, and he was using his delicate, jade-like hands to nudge his cheek intermittently.

I'll punch you!
"Are you going to keep pretending you can't hear me?"

When Nena saw him looking at her, she immediately stopped throwing punches, but her tone became even more hostile.

"I saw it all clearly! He was completely stunned at first. You could have just gently pushed him away! Why did he respond? Why did he kiss me back?"

He grew angrier as he spoke, his voice unconsciously rising, carrying an anxiety he wasn't even fully aware of.

"You didn't have to do that! With your abilities, let alone a goddess who's completely infatuated with you, even... humph!"

Herbert listened to the rapid-fire muttering in his ear, remaining silent, only gesturing with his eyes for Him to continue.

You go first.

"Tsk."

Seeing his "dead pig doesn't care about boiling water" attitude, Nenasha was even more furious.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say anything truly hurtful. He could only take a deep breath, forcefully suppress his surging emotions, and roll his eyes.

He paused, then emphasized again in a more serious tone, even with a hint of barely perceptible worry.

"Herbert, I've said this many times."

She stretched out her slender finger, almost poking his nose: "I have never...never worried about those monster girls."

"Do you really think I did this because I was jealous or uneasy about their status?"

His voice lowered, becoming more serious than ever before, and he shook his head, saying:

"Compared to mortals, goddesses are different."

"They are gods, possessing long lifespans, immense power, and intricate networks of relationships! Once you get too deeply involved, extricating yourself won't be so easy."

"That mirror spirit may not be very reliable, but what she said was actually correct—be careful of the goddess."

Goddesses are dangerous!
But at this moment, Herbert blinked, weakly raised his hand, and couldn't help but interject:
"Um, let me interject. You seem to be the least qualified to judge whether others are reliable or not... Ahem, I was wrong, I'll stay silent."

"Say that again!"

After being glared at by Nenasha, Herbert promptly shut up and raised his hands in surrender.

【"well……"】

Nena sighed, a headache forming in her eyes, and said helplessly, "Do you understand? Although we are destined to walk a path of conflict with the gods, I don't want to see you get dragged into trouble prematurely because of these things."

He was never afraid of conflict with other gods.

Even with that blazing sun, although Nenasha was slightly wary and would temporarily avoid its sharp edge, she never felt fear towards it.

If it were just herself, Nenasha wouldn't care about anything, but now she is not just herself.

He kept teasing Herbert that by getting attracted to more and more monster girls, he was creating more and more entanglements, weaknesses, and vulnerabilities for himself.

But in truth, Nenasha also knew that she herself had weaknesses, which were of her own making and which she was unwilling to relinquish.

Herbert was His weakness.

In order to provide him with the greatest possible protection and fundamentally reduce the risk, the best option is to avoid getting involved with deities as much as possible.

—Although He also knew that, given Herbert's eventful life, this was essentially impossible.

Even so, Nenasha did not want to give up.

It's one thing for fate to come knocking on your door, but it's quite another for you to actively rush towards it!
"Besides, I really don't want to see you, doing this for some goddess... Humph!"

Miss Harmony seemed unable to speak the rest, and finally turned her head away, turning her anger into a cold snort tinged with annoyance.

At this moment, someone, completely oblivious to the atmosphere, added on His behalf: "Don't you want to see me infatuated with other goddesses?"

! ! ?

Miss Harmony was speechless with anger, stomped her foot angrily, and complained: ["...Tsk, yeah! So what!?"]

"I just don't want you to have anything to do with them, so what? I'm just jealous!"

Herbert listened quietly as He finished speaking, watching His small chest rise and fall slightly with excitement, and the emotions in His deep eyes. His playful thoughts faded away.

He remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded slightly in resignation.

"ok, ok, I got it."

His voice carried a hint of reassurance as he softly said, "It was indeed my fault. I shouldn't have worried you."

Herbert reached out his finger, wanting to gently stroke His hair as before, but Nenasha angrily turned her head away.

He had no choice but to withdraw his hand and continue to sincerely admit his mistake: "I knew you had, well, a special wariness towards goddesses, but I still couldn't resist the temptation... well, let's just call it temptation."

While it's hard to say who seduced whom, it's not wrong to admit it first.

"Huh? You..."

Nenasha was taken aback by Herbert's straightforward admission and was momentarily stunned, turning her head to look at him strangely.

Seeing Herbert's earnest and remorseful expression, the little resentment he had left deflated like a punctured balloon, and his forced fierce demeanor also plummeted.

【“…”】

She turned her head away somewhat uncomfortably, avoiding his gaze, her small hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her conjured skirt, her voice lowering, tinged with a muttered tone:

"Uh...you don't need to apologize so earnestly. I'm actually not that petty."

I'm just generally stingy!

I'm not that stingy!
Seeing His hypocritical expression, where He clearly cared but refused to admit it, a hint of a smile flashed in Herbert's eyes.

He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Nena was actually more worried than truly dissatisfied with him.

There's still a chance...

No, it's definitely possible to appease them.

"but."

Once Herbert and Nenasa had calmed down a bit, Herbert changed the subject, his tone becoming calm and guiding.

“Nenesha, I have an idea, you might want to listen to it.”

"I think you would be interested."

【"oh?"】

Nenasha turned her head in confusion and gestured for him to continue.

You didn't actually need to worry so much.

Herbert began to explain earnestly, "To me, goddesses are not fundamentally different from monster girls or mortal women."

He paused, looked at Nenasha's slightly widened eyes, and continued:
“They may possess divinity and authority, but in my eyes, they will not be treated specially because of their status as ‘gods’.”

“I will not treat them differently, much less grovel or fawn over them. You should know that very well.” Nenasha nodded subconsciously.

indeed.

He certainly cannot deny this.

Herbert's attitude toward the gods was often described as "disrespectful".

Ironically, the saint most loyal to the sun god in the eyes of the world was actually a complete blasphemer, with little respect for the gods whatsoever.

Seeing that He agreed with his point of view, Herbert continued, "So that means that no matter what these people's status or position are, I only care about their feelings for me. Do you agree?"

【"Um."】

"So you don't need to worry at all about whether I'll become infatuated with a certain goddess—after all, my feelings are already so scattered."

?

Nena glanced at Herbert and retorted, "Wait... shouldn't you be saying something like that?"

How can you be so shameless?

Herbert looked at Him with deep affection, the meaning of which was self-evident—this is the first day you've met me?

"Okay, never mind."

"There's nothing I can do, my heart is just broken into many pieces."

That's right.

In other words, given that my heart has already been shattered into many pieces, I naturally have no way to be "wholeheartedly" infatuated with a particular goddess.

There are ways to play the game if you're devoted to someone, and there are ways to play the game if you're promiscuous.

As long as you clearly state your position from the beginning, whether you're completely scum or completely pure, there won't be any problems.

But one must never be devoted to one person first and then become promiscuous, nor should one be promiscuous first and then become devoted to one person.

Many things are like this; you can't change your mind halfway through.

Taking novels as an example, you can have a single female lead or multiple female leads. As long as it is made clear from the beginning, everyone can accept it happily.

But you can't start with a single female lead, making vows of eternal love and commitment, only to turn it into multiple female leads halfway through. That would be a bit clownish.

It's also not possible to first invest in stocks with multiple female leads and then abandon the others to choose only one female lead.

Either of these two choices would result in being torn to pieces.

Luring people in and then killing them is the most pointless tactic.

Herbert, on the other hand, was determined from the very beginning to break his heart into countless, countless pieces...

If you don't have the means, then forget it. But now that you do have the means, why don't you even dare to dream about it?

He dares to think, and he dares to do—they dare even more.

Sometimes, Herbert really wanted to call the police and find a place to loudly protest.

I admit, I do have a thing for their bodies, that's my problem.

But is there another possibility—that they are more attracted to my body?
I'm the victim here!
I am the truly vulnerable group!

【“…”】

After thinking for a moment, Nenasha's lips twitched, realizing that her worries didn't seem to have much basis.

Given how fickle this guy is, would he really give up an entire forest for just one big tree?
Ah.

It can't be done!

Even I couldn't make him give up, so how could other goddesses do it?

It's definitely impossible!
Once she understood this, Nenasha immediately felt much less upset.

Then, He heard Herbert's next words:

"Furthermore, you said I might get into trouble with the gods because of these goddesses... Is it possible that I won't be the one in trouble?"

Herbert narrowed his eyes and whispered in a strange tone, "Is it possible that things are reversed, and the gods will get into trouble because of these goddesses, because of me?"

As I said before, perhaps beautiful women really can cause trouble, but that's not a problem.

Because I am the one who is the confidante.

Herbert needs no explanation; the world today has proven everything.

More than 90% of the world's chaos today is due to Herbert, or indirectly related to him.

Herbert was the true source of the chaos.

Then, the boy smiled, turned his head to look at the God of Harmony, a meaningful smile curving his lips, and asked softly:
"Besides, don't you want to see those goddesses, especially those high and mighty beings, fall into depravity and lose their composure because of me?"

He asked meaningfully:

"Don't you... want to see the moment the sun sets?"

【"oh!!!"】

Nenasha's eyes widened instantly, and she let out a soft gasp.

This suggestion struck like a lightning bolt into His heart.

He was stunned at first, and then a light that mixed astonishment, excitement and a strong sense of morbid amusement began to flash in his eyes.

Yes, what am I worried about?
If—and I mean if!
If those goddesses really turn against her because of Herbert, then... a lot of trouble will disappear.

If we can turn many goddesses from enemies into friends and make them our allies, many problems will be easily solved.

Not to mention Herbert's subsequent proposals.

Not just being obsessed with a goddess, but making a goddess obsessed with him... Can Herbert do that?

He can, he really can!

Let's not even mention that little snow kitten. The Goddess of the Forest and Herbert have only known each other for a short time, and Herbert is already close to winning her over.

If Herbert were to unleash his full charm, how many goddesses would be able to resist?

The scene... wow!

Just imagining it gave Nenasha an unprecedented, almost thrilling sense of satisfaction!
Especially for that guy, this was the most wonderful revenge imaginable!
"Hmph, hmph... Hahaha!"

As Nenasha imagined that scene, she finally couldn't help but let out a string of wicked laughter.

Jie Jie Jie!

He raised his head, the dissatisfaction and worry in his eyes long gone, replaced by a burning desire to cause trouble.

"This idea is indeed very interesting!"

Nenasa immediately switched sides and never mentioned again that Herbert should not have any contact with the goddess.

But having reluctantly changed his mind, He immediately proposed a new condition. Standing before Herbert, arms crossed, He said solemnly, "Then, Herbert, you must promise me one thing."

"What is it? Tell me first, and I'll see if I can do my best." Herbert blinked curiously.

Huh?
Nenasha had already agreed, and was even urging me to get to work, so why were there still conditions?

Nenasha raised her small face slightly, staring at him with an almost sacred solemnity in her eyes, and announced her grand plan: "You promise that in the future, you will find an opportunity to let those goddesses..."

He took a deep breath and said in a solemn, profound, and slow voice: "Let them—all of them—pile themselves up!"

"……what?"

Herbert's expression froze instantly, as if he hadn't heard clearly, or as if he had heard some incredible cosmic truth.

"Fold, fold it up?"

"Yes! It's about stacking them up!"

Nena nodded vigorously, her little hand making a stacking motion in the air, and she winked at him.

You know what I mean!
"hiss……"

It wasn't that Herbert didn't understand what He meant; on the contrary, it was because he understood it all that he couldn't help but gasp.

Stack them up.

And all the goddesses?
You're fucking dreaming!

No way, how come you can dream even more than me?!?
Herbert looked at the comedic genius on his shoulder, a creature who seemed to thrive on chaos and whose thought process was utterly bizarre.

"..."

After a long while, he weakly held his forehead.

Honestly, as a person with normal reason, he was very distressed by Nenasha's unreasonable demands.

However, while troubled, Herbert couldn't help but consider His suggestion...

If it were really possible to do that?
After a long period of serious contemplation, Herbert slowly shook his head: "...No, it still won't work."

"Are you scared?"

"Scared?"

Herbert curled his lip slightly, snorted dismissively, and then continued, "No, what I mean is... I'm very picky, it's impossible for me to be interested in every goddess."

I don't eat everything!

Herbert's expression was serious as he earnestly said, "Your idea of ​​an all-star goddess lineup is definitely out of the question, but the suggestion of having a bunch of goddesses stacked on top of each other... I'm very interested in that."

"That's right!"

……

……

After finally calming Nenasha down, Herbert continued forward and soon returned to the Beast-Eared Clan's camp.

At this moment, the place is silent and desolate, with a faint smell of blood still lingering in the wind.

Whether it was Fulingya's arrangement or not, this place was not occupied by a new race and still retains the appearance it had when they left.

Herbert was not a member of the Beast-Eared Clan, so he didn't have much affection for this place and didn't feel any sorrow of returning to his old home.

But he remained stunned, staring blankly ahead.

Before him, in the middle of the entire camp, floated a multifaceted, earth-yellow crystal.

【"oh?"】

Nenasha's tone held a hint of surprise as she asked curiously, "He actually intended to leave this to you from the very beginning."

"That is……"

【"godhead."】

!!!

(End of this chapter)