Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

In Herbert's eyes, the other party's means of planning were crude, and all the actions were full of arrogance, which could be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Who was the secret plotter? Did the princess know about it? Was anyone in Albert's family involved?

Herbert had no doubt that as long as he returned to the capital, these questions would definitely be answered through clues.

Because the other party seemed to be too disdainful to cover up.

But... why go back?

Herbert was not in a hurry to go back and find the murderer to clear his name.

Those things that were once extremely important to the naive boy no longer had any meaning to him now.

He didn't care.

We have come to a supernatural world with magic and gods, so do we still have to worry about the bloody family ethics drama between the nobles of the kingdom?

That would be... too unpromising.

The revenge drama that the old Chinese people like most is not as complicated as the honor duel in Western stories.

Practice, become stronger, and then go back and give everyone involved a loud slap in the face, and all the problems will be solved.

It's that simple.

There is nothing in this world that a Dou can't solve.

If one is not enough, then two.

If it's still not enough, then beat until enough.

If you act roughly and perfunctorily, I will be more brutal and arrogant than you.

The Misty Monastery, which has existed for thousands of years, is the oldest monastery in the entire southern continent, preserving the complete system of Paladin inheritance.

On weekdays, not everyone is qualified to come here, let alone become one of them.

Since Herbert came here, he couldn't miss this precious opportunity and must get this inheritance.

"It's just that, it's said, but if you want to really get the inheritance... I'm afraid it's not that easy."

Perhaps to make the noble disciples retreat, or perhaps someone was interfering, the monastery's high-level officials arranged a very difficult task for Herbert - educating prisoners.

The Misty Monastery has a special status and does not imprison ordinary human pagans. The prisoners who are qualified to be imprisoned here are all extremely dangerous alien strongmen!

The sirens that destroyed several ports, the dragons that destroyed several towns, the fallen elves that slaughtered thousands of people, the demons that stimulated slave riots, the devils that planned the royal bloodbath... Each of them is a rare talent.

For these beings, ordinary torture is meaningless. Only a long time can consume their will, so the position of the warden has been vacant for a long time before Herbert arrived.

Yesterday, Herbert had a preliminary inspection under the personal leadership of the archbishop and had a preliminary impression of each prisoner.

The prisoners had different temperaments. Most of them chose to ignore his arrival. Some were willing to communicate but their attitude was flat, more like just talking nonsense to pass the time.

There were also several prisoners who expressed their "enthusiasm" for him, the long-lost warden, and each of them used the aggressiveness of language to the extreme.

Recalling everything that happened yesterday, Herbert couldn't help but sigh. If he wanted to inherit by educating these guys, he would probably have to spend some effort.

"Hey! Boy, you've been sighing there for so long, are you done yet?"

A mocking voice sounded behind him, and the evil being in the cage laughed at Herbert's weakness.

"It's only been one day, and you're already scared? Do you want to go home crying to find your mother? Ahahaha!"

"If you're scared, just get out of here!"

To be fair, the woman's voice was not bad, and it could even be called hoarse and magnetic, with a unique charm.

But the vulgar interjections used as commas in it destroyed this beauty, making the whole paragraph extremely harsh.

Herbert curled his lips and looked back at the tall woman whose face was covered by messy red hair like dead grass. Although she looked like a homeless person who would randomly refresh on the streets of a certain Western University, that was just an external disguise.

The true identity of this person was actually the evil dragon that had destroyed four cities of 10,000 people with dragon breath, and was eventually suppressed by the Archbishop of the Mist himself!

[Rage], [Ashes], [Demon Flame] - Valentina Demon Flame

Seeing that Herbert was not scared away and dared to turn around and look at her, Valentina seemed to be in a good mood, grinned, and whistled at him.

"Boy, do you want to consider my previous suggestion again?"

"If you let me out, I will not only not kill you, but I will also help you get justice. How about it? Haha, kill all those people! All of them!"

Valentina's red eyes like lava lit up, and the vertical pupils burned with a soul-shaking murderous intent.

She kept bewitching Herbert with inflammatory words, trying to arouse his anger and remind him of the humiliation he suffered in those days.

"Kill all those who deceived you and humiliated you!"

"After all, you don't want to stay in this dark place forever, right?"

Herbert listened silently during this period, bowing his head in thought from time to time, and seemed to be touched.

Just when Valentina thought Herbert had been persuaded by her, he suddenly said:

"I say, have you not eaten for a long time?"

"Huh?"

Miss Dragon was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to her senses, curled her lips in contempt, and mocked:

"Why, you want to tempt me with food? Haha, do you think I care about that kind of thing?"

That's it?

You are tempting me with this?

Who can't resist such temptation!

Who are you looking down on!

But Herbert laughed at this time and said seriously: "No, I just want to tell you that I'm going to eat, the hot kind."

"Huh??"

Then, without giving Valentina a chance to continue speaking, Herbert strode out with the lantern, muttering:

"Steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose..."

"Huh??"

Realizing that she was fooled, Valentina stood up angrily and sprayed at Herbert's back.

"You! What the hell do you mean! You get back to me--"

The prison gate suddenly appeared out of thin air at the corner, and Herbert pushed the door and walked in.

Bang!

The huge door closed, and all the sounds and breath inside were instantly cut off.

Herbert staggered, let out a long breath, and shook his head with some difficulty.

He was not afraid of Miss Dragon's attitude. He had seen her many times at work in the past, and even had a kind of nostalgic intimacy.

But the pressure she exuded was really too much for him.

"Tsk... Is this the dragon's might? It's outrageous."

Yesterday, with the protection of the archbishop, Herbert didn't feel anything, but today was different. It was so exciting to experience.

Even though Valentina's power had been blocked, the aura she exuded was still terrifying, and just the conversation made Herbert feel suffocated.

It took him a long time to adapt before he could barely speak. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would really be exposed.

Herbert shook his head, feeling that he had a long way to go.

You know, Valentina was still placed in the outermost position, the least threatening among all the alien prisoners, and it was unknown how terrible the guy in the depths would be.

So, how can we educate this dangerous monster?

Enlighten them with emotion and move them with reason?

Use power and move them with benefits?

Use a big stick to persuade them, or persuade them with the truth?

Hiss…

It feels like none of the methods I can think of are very reliable.