Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

In the sealed sanctuary, Herbert saw the Archbishop again and saluted respectfully behind him.

"Your Mightiness."

"Child, you are here again. It seems that your plan has become... huh?"

The archbishop turned around after hearing this, looked at Herbert carefully, and opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

"you……"

Herbert lowered his head humbly and did not take the initiative to explain, waiting for the archbishop to come up with a reasonable explanation.

For this kind of leader with extremely strong personal ability, you don't need to explain much, he can find reasons to convince himself.

Taking the initiative to explain some "parts that he hasn't thought of yet" will backfire on him and make him feel unhappy, giving rise to the rebellious mentality of "What are you explaining? Am I not going to understand?"

Sure enough, after thinking for a moment, the archbishop still smiled warmly and nodded in admiration:

"Haha, it's very good. Your talent in Holy Power cultivation is even better than I thought. In such a short time, you have completely adapted to the transformation of the body by Holy Power."

The archbishop regarded Herbert's physical ascension as an extremely high adaptability to the holy power.

It's still surprising, but it's possible.

He has seen too many geniuses in his life, more people who are favored by gods than he can count on both hands. He has even seen a few people who have become gods through faith.

Although those who ascended to the gods only became the lowest level servant gods in the divine system, they also completely entered the realm of gods and transcended mortal beings.

Although Herbert's adaptability to the Holy Power was excellent, it had not yet reached a level that would make him stunned.

The archbishop thought this and nodded slightly - well, it's already pretty good, but this talent is still a little bit worse than mine.

After the compliment, the archbishop raised his hand and patted Herbert on the shoulder, indicating that he should continue to sit in his previous position.

"Now that you have arrived safely, those heretics must have been successfully purified according to your plan."

"Yes, all dark elf heretics have been purified."

"No one else took action?"

Herbert raised his head proudly and said with a little pride: "Yes, as I promised before, only relying on the monsters in the Third Commandment."

All of this, without any help from anyone, all depends on my efforts and theirs!

We are so strong!

The archbishop looked at the proud young man and smiled kindly, looking quite happy.

As an old man, the Archbishop was very happy to see the energetic spirit of the young people.

Although young people may not be able to live longer than themselves or go further than themselves, they represent hope for the future.

And good children need to be praised.

The archbishop did not mince words and said a lot of chicken soup, but went straight to the point and asked: "My child, do you have any reward for coming to see me this time?"

At his level, there is no point in pretending and being submissive. It is better to be simple and direct.

Herbert also understood this and made no excuses.

He sat up straight, stared into the Archbishop's calm eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, the Archbishop, I want to leave the monastery temporarily and return to Frost Crystal King City to resolve some private matters."

A little personal matter.

The archbishop raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then nodded slightly: "Okay, is this the only request?"

"No, sir, I have other requests."

Herbert took a deep breath, silently clenched his fists, and said with some risk: "I think you can allow me...to take someone away from the monastery to protect my safety."

Um?

The archbishop narrowed his eyes and looked at the bold young man in front of him quietly.

The young man did not flinch, controlling all the muscles in his body to remain calm, looking back without any trembling, and calmly welcomed the saint's inspection.

In an instant, the sanctuary fell into deathly silence, and time seemed to stand still.

Maybe a moment passed, or maybe half a day passed.

"..."

Just after Herbert felt that his entire being had been seen through, the Archbishop finally withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly, and said softly:

"Tell me, who do you want to take away?"

The moment he spoke, the pressure was gone.

call--

Herbert exhaled a long breath, bent down with some effort, and took a deep breath with great effort.

"Cough, cough!"

Even though he was well prepared, Herbert didn't notice how much pressure he had just endured, and he didn't even notice much.

When he came back to his senses now, he felt like he was on the verge of life and death...

Is this knocking?

Herbert quickly came to his senses and understood that this was a warning from the Archbishop to him, which made his already somewhat inflated confidence shrink again.

What I give you is yours.

If I don’t give it to you, you can’t steal it.

Although the Archbishop didn't say it so bluntly, Herbert always had such a feeling.

But after the palpitations subsided, Herbert was filled with only ecstasy and laughed secretly.

"...Hehe, hehe!"

The bet was right.

Regardless of whether the process was dangerous or not...but in short, he didn't refuse!

The archbishop did not refuse on the spot, so there was room for change.

Herbert quickly adjusted, sat upright again, and said firmly: "[The Furious One] Valentina Demon Flame."

"I wish I could have Valentina leave the convent with me."

Archbishop, I want this!

“…”

The Archbishop did not answer, but asked slowly in a voice without any emotion: “Child, do you really understand what this means?”

Here comes the point.

Herbert knew that the key point was now, and said very firmly: “I know, I know very well what the price of doing this will be.”

“For the world, Valentina is a very dangerous monster, and people will be full of fear of her.”

“Once she goes crazy in the Frost Crystal King City, it will cause tens of thousands of casualties, and I… will become the biggest sinner.”

“Even so, I still want to choose her, because she has really changed.”

Herbert stood up, then knelt on one knee in front of the Archbishop, and pleaded: “I hope you can give me and her a chance to prove it to the world.”

“Tell them that she is not a monster who only knows destruction!”

Herbert said sincerely, but the Archbishop was not moved by success.

The old man shook his head and said calmly:

"No, child, you are wrong."

"If she goes crazy, it will not be you who will be the sinner, nor even the crazy dragon, but only the Mist Monastery."

Herbert:!

Seeing the boy stunned, the old man continued: "The world will not care who you are, they will only know that the Mist Monastery released an evil dragon and allowed her to do evil in the world."

"At that time, even I will not be able to let her go again."

The archbishop's expression was calm, but it made Herbert feel the terrifying pressure that he could not resist at all.

The saint looked at the naive child with pity and ruthlessly announced the end of the evil dragon.

"I can only purify her...completely."