Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 557 The Unlucky Devil (Bonus Chapter 320!)
"Oh? Have you thought of anyone?"

Herbert's question carried a hint of surprise and anticipation that he himself was not fully aware of.

He asked Kreti about it casually, without much hope, just hoping for a hint.

This is really an unexpected surprise.

After all, she has been locked up here for so long and doesn't know much about the outside world. Most of the information she knew before is outdated.

Information is time-sensitive.

Some news loses much of its value after a few days, not to mention that hundreds of years have passed since then.

Time is the most ruthless destroyer.

Hundreds of years are enough for kingdoms to rise and fall, for heroes to turn to dust, for powerful magic to be lost, and for many once illustrious names to be buried in the cracks of history.

Although demons live much longer than mortals, so many years have passed that even the layout of hell is probably no longer what she remembers.

Herbert had no hope of getting any clues from her.

Actually, he just wanted to find a topic that he could talk about for a long time, so that he could spend more time with her "legitimately" a little longer.

Essentially, it's giving the devilish lady, who's still arguing with herself and afraid to fully confront her inner thoughts, an excuse to spend a little more time with herself, and a way out for her.

Given Kretty's awkward nature, she would never easily admit that she had any expectation of his arrival whatsoever. Instead, she would pretend to ignore him like a primary school student.

Herbert saw through this and didn't rush her, cooperating with their tacit understanding on stage.

Surprisingly, she actually came up with a suitable candidate.

Could it be that... Kreti is actually quite useful, uh, quite reliable?
To be fair, it's not surprising that Herbert had such a prejudice against Kretty.

Miss Devil's previous behavior made it difficult for Herbert to consider her a reliable partner.

Judging from his past record, this guy doesn't seem to do anything productive all day long. Aside from acting as a female demon and provoking demons in a helpless rage, he doesn't seem to have anything else to do.

However, you can't criticize someone just for the sake of criticizing them, and Kretty can't be considered a useless slacker.

As a special being, he does possess strength, but his specialization is somewhat different from that of others.

Her power was not the violent kind that could tear the earth apart and burn cities, but a more sinister power that penetrated deeper into the cracks of the soul.

Kreti isn't into high-level games; fighting and killing aren't her comfort zone.

What she's really good at is dominating lower-ranked players.

When facing beings of the same or even stronger level, her seductive tricks are often much less effective, and may even backfire.

She herself was well aware of this, so when she encountered a tough opponent, she ran away faster than anyone else.

Even some mortals with strong wills can remain sober amidst the devil's whispers.

For example, those paladins who have trained for many years, or those monks with hearts of stone, their will is like steel that has been tempered a thousand times. When her whispers collide with them, they can only produce a few futile sparks.

This means that the Misty Monastery, filled with paladins and monks, is the worst prison for Kreti.

However, most ordinary people are generally not strong-willed and cannot resist her seductive voice. They are easily captivated by her voice.

Ordinary minds, filled with desire, fear, greed, or confusion, are like an undefended city before her. Her voice is like the most cunning thief, always finding a crack to sneak in, rewrite, and leave a mark of loyalty.

Mortals can be controlled by her, their thoughts and even memories are subtly altered, and they are turned into loyal servants.

Kreti also had her shining moments during the battle against lust in the City of Glory, showcasing amazing abilities.

Although the amplification of the horn and the realm of lust were incomplete, Kreti, with her legendary status, forcefully defied the divine realm and successfully helped tens of thousands of mortals break free from the illusion.

This is a record that no one can ignore.

If Herbert hadn't been so outstanding that he had captured the attention of most people, Kretty would probably have been targeted.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible for others to overlook such a special individual when reviewing the battle afterwards.

But she was ignored by everyone as if she had never existed.

No one cares.

And this is precisely the outcome that Kreti most hoped for, the best result for her.

In Herbert's view, Kretty's ability to disappear gracefully afterward and steal all the limelight from him might be due to another quality she possesses—luck.

If he weren't absolutely certain that Kreti's faith was in the Moon Goddess, he would have suspected that this devilish lady was actually a chosen one of the Goddess of Fortune.

This guy has incredible luck that everyone envies.

Thanks to her good luck, Kreti genuinely helped Herbert take down the magic cannon at the lowest possible cost.

Putting everything else aside, if she hadn't been there, even if Herbert had managed to get the magic cannon in the end, he would probably have paid a considerable price.

They might not even be able to take it down completely. They might only be able to force a breakthrough and end up with a half-broken part to sell as scrap metal, let alone obtain the special secret related to the beastman.

What's most amazing is that Kreti's good fortune not only affects herself, but also subtly influences those around her.

Now, is the lucky devil about to unleash her power again?
"No, hey, don't look at me like that!"

Kreti felt like she was being stared at, and when she turned around, she was embarrassed by Herbert's expectant gaze.

She pouted and turned back, muttering softly, "Let me make it clear first, this is just a vague idea, I can't guarantee it will actually work!"

His voice trailed off, revealing a clear sign of guilt.
These words only fueled Herbert's enthusiasm. Feeling confident that everything was in place, he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I believe you will be lucky enough to come up with the right answer!"

"Even if you really don't know, you can definitely give me some accurate guidance."

Okay, this one's in the bag.

"Tsk... whatever, whatever, I don't care anymore!"

Kretty pursed her lips. Although she felt a bit pressured by Herbert's trust, being trusted like this was also a unique experience for her.

In hell, trust is a luxury, and also a deadly poison.

For devils, deceit and treachery are the norm, mutual hatred is basic practice, and stabbing allies in the back is an everyday occurrence.

She had never met anyone like Herbert, who knew from the beginning that she was a devil, yet chose to ignore the prejudice against her identity and believe in her...

This almost naive trust made her feel uncomfortable, yet also a secret warmth she had never experienced before.

Although I don't know if this is because I'm putting a filter on Herbert in my mind, what does it matter?

Kretty pretended to be unhappy, but she was actually quite happy inside.

"Ahem, if you're talking about a demon that brings bad luck to others, I don't really have any recollection of that."

"It's not because such a demon doesn't exist; on the contrary, it's because this ability is far too common."

She tried to make her voice sound calm and objective, as if she were stating a fact that had nothing to do with her.

What constitutes bad luck? Or what level of misfortune is considered to have brought misfortune upon oneself?

"Ordinary curses can also bring pain and death to the cursed. For them, wouldn't that be considered a misfortune?"

If there is no standard to quantify the degree of this "misfortune," then anything from death to a fall can be considered misfortune.

"But the situation you described is clearly not that of an ordinary demon, capable of bringing misfortune upon an epic archmage..."

Kreti frowned slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes, her whole being radiating wisdom.

As Herbert looked at her serious expression, a little-known fact flashed through his mind.

Although Kretty often gets beaten up by Flora, she's not actually a stupid girl... really.

As a schemer who avoids direct combat with enemies and instead plots from behind the scenes, Kretty is no less intelligent.

She might even be able to compete for a top-three spot among all the monster girls in the Discipline Center!
—Although the overall education level of the Disciplined Monster Girls is not high, and there are not many of them, being in the top three still sounds pretty good.

So here's the question: why is such a clever devil periodically hung up and beaten?
Because I can't beat it.

When a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain why.

The prison is only so big. If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why ask so many questions?
As for why I got beaten up... don't ask.

It can only be said that every beating she received was the right one; it was all her own doing.

As Herbert secretly chuckled to himself, Miss Devil ended her contemplation and slowly nodded.

"Hmm, I've thought about it again, and I think it should meet your requirements."

“If it’s just about ‘bad luck,’ then I do think of a guy.”

She recalled rumors she had heard hundreds of years ago, her tone tinged with uncertainty, as if she were reminiscing about an absurd legend.

"If I remember correctly, back then, there was a devil who was very famous for his bad luck, the kind who was famous throughout the entire hell."

Kretie tapped her chin lightly with her long, slender fingertips, lost in deeper memories, and slowly said, "That girl, I remember they called her... 'the jinx,' or 'walking misfortune,' or something like that..."

Hey!
Herbert narrowed his eyes upon hearing the title; he hadn't heard such an imposing title in a long time.

Disaster!

Walking misfortune!
This guy has such a big reputation, so his strength probably can't be too weak.

Just as he was pondering whether he should flexibly change his revenge plan, Kreti suddenly opened her eyes wide and finally remembered the title she had almost forgotten.

"Oh! I remember now! It's 'Unlucky Sammy'!"

……Um?

Something seems wrong?
Thinking this, Herbert's fingertips unconsciously stopped, making Kretty realize that he might have misunderstood something.

She turned her head, looked at his dazed expression, chuckled, and blinked, saying, "Huh? Didn't I explain it clearly?"

"That devil named Sami is not known for spreading bad luck."

"On the contrary, she herself is the most beloved darling of misfortune, or rather... the eternal victim."

“The Sami have been shrouded in misfortune since birth.”

"Can you believe it? She's a legendary devil who trips on flat ground when she walks, bites her tongue when she speaks, and can even choke on hellish sulfur dust when she breathes."

"Don't you think this is hard to believe?"

???

Herbert's eyes widened slightly, feeling that this was a bit too crazy.

But soon, he glanced at the demon in front of him again, and felt that he could accept it, so he nodded knowingly.

"Well, it's rare, but... it's not incomprehensible."

Kreti: ?

You can say that all you want, but what's the point of giving me that special look?
"Hey, what kind of look was that just now?"

"It's nothing, don't overthink it." "...Tsk!"

Although Kretty felt there must be some special meaning in Herbert's eyes, she was too lazy to argue with him about it and instead excitedly continued to tell the story of that legendary unlucky man.

"I've heard that any contract she handles always fails due to various inexplicable accidents, or becomes extremely unfavorable to the client!"

"Sometimes the parchment used to sign the contract suddenly bursts into flames, sometimes the signature used as a witness inexplicably becomes invalid, and sometimes the client is even hit by a meteor after signing the contract and leaving the house..."

???

No, a shooting star, right?
So cruel?
Amidst the shock, the first thought that popped into his mind was envy.

To be honest, Herbert really envied this ability.

If he had the ability to make one of the parties signing a contract get hit by a meteor when they go out in his past life, he would definitely have been able to rid the people of harm and bring benefits to the region.

Herbert blinked, then suddenly realized something and asked, "But if that's the case, wouldn't no devil dare to make a deal with her?"

Snapped.

"That's right!"

Kretty snapped her fingers and said gleefully:

"After the news got out, basically no devil dared to sign a contract with Sammy anymore. After all, no idiot wants to experience what it feels like to be hit by a meteor."

The devils do not exist in isolation; they intersect and exist within a social structure.

For the devil, the most important ability is to make contracts and to profit from them.

Demons also make all sorts of contracts with each other.

Other devils' contracts involve both sides having a win and a loss, and sometimes even a win-win situation.

And what about Sami?

A lose-lose situation.

She herself is unlucky, and those who have signed contracts with her will also be unlucky.

It's not hard to imagine that, over time, no devil would be foolish enough to contact Sami, and she would inevitably be completely isolated.

Herbert imagined the terrible situation of being "hated by everyone and even dogs," his lips twitched, and he sighed, "She's... such a poor, uh, unlucky girl."

Kretty was also deeply moved, sighing, "Who can argue with that?"

After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other, nodded, and both pursed their lips tightly.

Three seconds later.

"puff……"

"Ha ha!"

Neither of the two empathetic guys could hold back and burst into laughter.

It's really unethical to mock someone who's just born unlucky...

But she's already had such bad luck, if I don't laugh, wouldn't all the suffering she's endured be for nothing?

What's more, this is a pure and utterly hellish joke.

How could one not laugh?
Laugh, you have to laugh!
Playing around is fine, but serious business still needs to be done.

After laughing heartily for a while, Herbert pondered again and said, "This kind of luck is really hard to describe, but it sounds... more like some kind of curse."

"Just like I said before, there is no shortage of curses in hell, but Sami's situation is different."

Although Kretie stopped chuckling, a slight smile still played on her lips as she shook her head and said with a smile:

“Someone tested her, and no trace of any external curse was detected on her, as if this ‘bad luck’ was part of her very being.”

"Some people suspected that she was the daughter of the goddess of fortune, or even an incarnation of her, but these suspicions were ultimately proven false."

Sami's distinctive features are so obvious that anyone with a discerning eye can surely make some connections.

“What’s even stranger is that Sami’s misfortune seems to have some kind of…contagiousness.”

"Those who have too close contact with her will also become particularly unlucky for a period of time afterward, depending on the duration and distance of the contact."

"So later, almost no demon dared to approach her. Even some demons who heard the news despised her, feeling that killing her would taint their weapons."

Herbert blinked, finding this utterly unheard of: "A demon rejected by both hell and the abyss? How did she survive?"

"It's all about 'luck'."

Kretty's lips curled into a strange smile, and she couldn't help but say, "But don't get me wrong, it wasn't her own good fortune."

"It is said that because she is so unlucky, a strange 'balance' will form under certain extreme circumstances."

"Aren't you curious about why she's been so unlucky, yet she's managed to survive and even become a legend so early on?"

Herbert, of course, noticed this as well, and a thought flashed through his mind—could things be turning around for the better?

"The rumor is that when Sami is in a life-or-death situation because of one bad thing, another bad thing will happen and save her from the previous predicament."

"For example, she might happen to run into a duke from Hell who suddenly decides to inspect his territory, indirectly saving her, but at the same time starting to hunt her down, and then encountering a new crisis..."

After saying this, Kreti sighed with admiration and remarked:

"And so, although she was constantly fleeing from all sorts of misfortunes, she never met the worst possible outcome."

"She even grew stronger amidst all the hardships, and after successfully advancing to the legendary level, her life became a little easier. No one below the legendary level dared to lay a hand on her."

"...Well, although the new crises we encountered afterward were all above legendary level, at least the frequency wasn't that high."

After listening to Kreti's account, Herbert gained a general understanding of this devil named Sami.

Yeah, that's probably her.

She deserves a big credit for making Fenn so miserable; she's worthy of a little red flower.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that my initial bad luck was also due to her... Tsk, the little red flower is confiscated!
But Herbert was more surprised by the performance of his own lucky devil than by the unfortunate devil.

"You know so much about her, haven't you ever thought about getting to know her?"

This guy claims he doesn't know much about it, but he can tell those stories in great detail, clearly having done his research.

Kretty rolled her eyes at Herbert and scoffed, "Do you think I'm some kind of idiot who wants to get into trouble for no reason?"

"If you don't want to get involved, then why are you collecting so much information?"

"Because it's fun!"

Miss Devil said matter-of-factly, "Don't you have anything better to do? How could I not know someone who's famous throughout the entire hell?"

Okay, that's true.

This reason left me speechless.

If it were Herbert himself, he would probably also be gathering information from all over the place, using it as fodder for casual conversation.

"So, if it's confirmed to be her, what are you going to do? Contact her?"

Seeing that Herbert was about to go off-topic again, Kretie reminded him, "Let me make this clear first, I have no idea where she is right now."

"Isn't this simple?"

However, he didn't treat this as a problem and casually said, "Now that we know her name, let's just hold the demon summoning ritual."

Finding the devil is a very basic operation, isn't it?

This is indeed a basic operation.

It is common for sorcerers to specifically request demons they are familiar with to help them sign contracts.

"Ok?"

After hearing his answer, Kretie blinked, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "No, I mean you come?"

"Then you come?"

"No, no, no, aren't you a paladin?"

Miss Devil shook her head repeatedly, puzzled, and said, "I mean, as a paladin, aren't you afraid of breaking your oath by doing something like this? You... tsk, never mind, never mind."

She wanted to say something more, but when she thought about the other things Herbert had done before, she couldn't say anything.

To him, summoning a demon was no big deal.
That doesn't really count.

That's even a bit childish.

"So you're planning to stay here? This is a monastery, after all."

Kreti's lips twitched, and with her last bit of stubbornness, she said, "If you insist on summoning, I suggest you go to your territory to set up the ritual."

"and many more……"

"What's with that expression? No, why are you laughing?"

"Hey!!!"

……

……

Poisonous Spring Hell.

"So unlucky, so unlucky, so unlucky..."

Sami hid in his secluded dwelling, drinking a bottle of bubbling molten blood wine, looking utterly exhausted.

"Damn it, even that guy got into trouble. Is he any good? He's supposed to be an epic-level character, how could he make such a fool of himself..."

Although the matter of Finn was not to be spread outside, she, who had been keeping a close eye on things, overheard rumors circulating within the Witch's Guild and guessed what had happened.

"Sigh... It's so rare to find someone who doesn't know my background. Now I'll have to hide for a while longer."

"Ok?"

As she pondered what to do next, she suddenly blinked.

"A summons from the mortal realm?"

She felt the pull from the mortal realm and her eyes widened in surprise: "Huh? Someone is actually summoning me?"

"No, how could I be so unlucky as to be summoned..."

Sami muttered to himself, somewhat bewildered, "Have I run into another unlucky guy?"

(End of this chapter)