Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

Frost Crystal Kingdom, Royal City.

The kingdom is located close to the north and has a cold climate. At the beginning of this month, the grace of the Ice and Snow Goddess came to the Frost Crystal King City.

A tall and gorgeous castle stands in the center of the city. The stone walls of the castle are covered with a layer of white snow, and the crenellations on the wall are like small white squares arranged neatly.

The tower spiers of the castle were gracefully outlined by the snow, looking cold and majestic under the hazy sky.

Surrounding the palace and castle is the aristocratic district. The buildings here are gorgeous in shape, mostly using the traditional amethyst color of the Frost Crystal Kingdom, which looks particularly stunning against the white snow.

The road made of bricks and stones is wide and flat, enough for four carriages to run parallelly. From time to time, carriages with gorgeous noble family crests can be seen walking slowly on it.

The nobleman wearing a gorgeous fur coat had just returned from hunting. He put the prey on his horse and rode slowly along the main road in the city, followed by a group of attendants.

The attendants carried flags and weapons and walked carefully in the snow for fear of slipping. The white breath from their mouths quickly dissipated in the cold air.

The nobleman took the initiative to stop when a carriage was passing by. He sat on the horse and bowed slightly, showing a decent smile.

He greeted the lady in the car.

The movements were elegant and noble, making this scene look like a scene that would only appear in a fairy tale.

The further outer circle is the civilian area.

Most of the houses here are made of wood, with thick snow piled on the roof tiles. Some of the snow melts due to the heat in the house, forming ice cones of varying lengths under the eaves.

From a distance, these houses look like small white boxes, with only the curls of green smoke coming out of the chimneys showing a hint of life.

The narrow streets were covered with snow, leaving only a muddy path in the middle trampled by pedestrians and carriages.

The snow piled high on both sides of the trail, and occasionally children dug in the snowdrifts, trying to find some small objects buried in the snow.

Most of the civilians wore shabby cotton clothes and wrapped their bodies tightly with strips of cloth to protect themselves from the cold.

The old people were sitting at the door, their eyes revealing their helplessness in this cold season and their longing for the warm spring.

Even though it is already winter, street vendors are struggling to sell in the wind and snow. Their stalls are equipped with some simple daily necessities, rough pottery, hand-woven blankets, etc.

Their faces were tired from the winter, but they still tried hard to sell their products to people passing by, hoping to get more money to buy more coal.

Those damn black gadgets are so expensive this year!

At the beginning of the month, it was only 30% more expensive than previous years, but now it has become twice as expensive!

And I don’t know how long it can continue to rise...

I heard it was because the coal mine north of the royal city suddenly collapsed a few days ago, crushing many miners and slaves to death. The cruel Sir Kevin lost all his money and was finally hanged by the angry prince. shelf.

Later, Sir Chuck, who was ordered to take over the coal mine, took in the surviving miners, treated them, and paid a compensation. It was too expensive, so he had no choice but to increase the price of coal.

No, not only coal, but also coarse salt, the price has increased by 20%.

There is also brown bread, dry firewood, and————-but overall, it’s okay so far. Life is a little more difficult, but it’s still manageable.

After surviving this winter, as long as we wait for next spring, things will get better again!

The outermost layer of the city, which is also the largest part, is the Lower City, or what is known as the slums.

The simple wooden houses stood crookedly, and the thatch on some roofs was blown to pieces by the wind and snow, exposing the rotten wooden beams underneath. The walls were full of gaps, and the cold wind howled into the house.

There are also houses made of stones piled up haphazardly without fine polishing and splicing. The plaster between the stones has long since peeled off, and the wind mixed with snow drills in and out of these holes.

The people hiding here no longer have the energy to care about this. They are curled up, trembling, waiting for death to come.

The man who was seriously injured and about to die was unconscious and wrapped in shabby coarse clothes. The clothes were full of patches, and the cold wind penetrated his skin through the thin cloth.

His hair and beard grew messily and were covered with ice, and his cheeks were tinged with purple.

The woman on the side was wrapped in a shabby blanket and holding a child in the same clothes in her arms.

The child's little face was red from the cold, and his lips were blue. He was shivering in his mother's arms, and his eyes were full of fear and confusion.

Although no one really said it, they all knew in their hearts that they might not survive this winter.

But so what?

No one cares about their life or death.

Just like after the explosion, those people threw the surviving men back like garbage.

They talk high-sounding words, but no one cares about their life or death.

Except...gods.

Crunch one-

The dilapidated door was gently pushed open, and the old man, covered with snowflakes, walked in through the wind and snow, hunched over.

After closing the door, he waited vigilantly for a while. After making sure there were no footsteps coming outside, he opened his clothes and took out the items hidden inside.

Two pieces of cut brown bread and a small piece of dry, hard, blackened bacon were the rations for their family.

The child's eyes flashed with surprise, but soon calmed down, because he knew that these were not to be eaten directly, but to be cut into small pieces and soaked in water.

This was the relief food from the Ice and Snow Temple.

The priests heard the guidance of the merciful goddess and braved the wind and snow to come to the slums to distribute food.

The food was not delicious and not much, but it was their most important life at the moment.

"Praise the goddess—"

"Praise the goddess! "

In the dilapidated room, they sighed from the bottom of their hearts and thanked the great existence who gave them the last hope.

At the same time, in the center of the royal city, deep in the palace, a grand banquet was taking place.

The banquet hall of the palace was extremely spacious, and a huge stone fireplace was burning with a flame. The flame was dancing,

emitting blazing light and warmth, dispelling the severe cold of winter.

Above the stone fireplace was carved an exquisite frost crystal emblem, which looked more solemn under the reflection of the fire.

The long dining table was covered with a white tablecloth and placed with exquisite silver tableware. The furniture shone with a cold luster under the candlelight.

The servants carried silver plates full of food and shuttled between the tables, delivering luxurious food to the tables.

But unfortunately, not many people enjoyed these mouth-watering delicacies.

The nobles in gorgeous clothes stood together in twos and threes, holding wine glasses, smiling and chatting, but their minds were not here.

They came here not to enjoy the food.

But their eyes kept looking towards the center of the banquet hall, and fell on the outstanding figure.

The most favored little princess of the Frost Crystal Kingdom, Filia Olivia.

Today is her coming-of-age ceremony ball.