Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

"Royal City Guards, Northland Witch... Hehe."

"You really don't want to let me go."

Herbert couldn't help laughing secretly as he thought about the details he had just received from Blake.

Things are getting interesting.

Someone couldn't help but bite the hook.

Herbert knew long ago that his fishing letter would definitely attract those who had been staring at him and draw their attention.

But what he didn't expect was that these people had such poor patience and couldn't wait.

For this reason, they even reached out to the Misty Monastery.

Who is qualified to plant a line of sight in the Royal City Guards and send him to the Duke's house as an insider early.

The inside of the Frost Crystal Royal Family is probably more chaotic than he thought.

As for the amulet, it is even more interesting.

The Northland Witch, the full name is "Northland Witch Mutual Aid Alliance", and some people also call it the Witch Association.

The North is a vast area covered with ice and snow, with steep terrain, towering snow-capped mountains, deep and cold ice valleys, and mysterious glacial lakes.

Once, the North was one of the most developed areas of ancient magic civilization, but after a war of gods a long time ago, the magic kingdom of the North was destroyed, leaving only many broken ruins, turning into an unmanned restricted area.

Due to the harsh environment, ordinary humans rarely set foot here, making it an ideal hiding place for persecuted witches.

Compared with ordinary witches, most witches are wild wizards and warlocks with inhuman characteristics. They are persecuted by others because of the awakening of their talents.

Later, under the advocacy of several legendary witches, the wandering witches gradually came together and established the Witch Association.

The original purpose of this alliance was to protect them from persecution from the outside world, while sharing the magic resources of the North and exchanging magic skills with each other.

But later, as the mutual aid association grew, they gradually evolved into a powerful magic organization.

Although the name remains the same, they have also absorbed some male wizards and warlocks other than witches, making their faction more complicated.

If Herbert remembers correctly, Filia's mother was once a member of the Northland Witch Alliance.

And she was one of the twelve chiefs of the alliance. She took the initiative to withdraw after giving birth to Filia and handed over the position to others.

If you look at it this way, the identity of the person behind the initial frame-up of Herbert seems to have become clearer and clearer.

Related to the Frost Crystal Royal Family and the Northland Witch, there don't seem to be many such candidates.

"So, my dear friend Filia, what role did you and the people behind you play in this process?"

Herbert did not rashly determine that Filia was the real mastermind. There were too few clues and more evidence was needed to prove it.

But anyway, her suspicion was really great.

"...Hehe."

But Herbert was not in a hurry. After he returned to the Frost Crystal King City, everything would naturally come to light.

What he needed to think about now was how to deal with the crisis in front of him.

The two bishops did not ask about Blake's affairs. In their opinion, such trivial matters were not worth mentioning at all.

After Herbert came back, the two continued to move forward and silently led him to the Sealed Sanctuary where the Archbishop was.

Bishop Rusty Nail was a cold and taciturn person, and Bishop Thorn was silent for some reason.

Are relatives coming?

Herbert followed the two bishops around the monastery for half an hour, and finally passed through a huge door and walked down the long steps to the underground of the monastery.

The underground space was unexpectedly large, as if a huge air-raid shelter had been dug out, but it was not cold, and there were traces of great power that could not be achieved by human power everywhere.

At the end of the stairs, Herbert saw a huge stone door erected out of thin air.

There was no entity in front, behind, left, and right of the stone door, as if it was just an ordinary door that had not been installed yet.

And in front of that door, he saw the third bishop in a red robe.

"Your Excellency the Guardian."

Herbert bowed with the other two bishops. He was also a little curious about this mysterious bishop.

For example, what exactly is the caretaker guarding in the monastery?

"Is he the young man?" The caretaker looked past the others and directly at Herbert, as if he was looking at him curiously.

"Yes."

Bishop Rusty Nail nodded and stepped aside to let Herbert out.

"Young man, come to me."

The caretaker chuckled and said with some emotion: "That old guy hasn't been so interested in a young man for many years."

Old guy?

The old guy you are talking about, is he not the archbishop?

Herbert blinked, not daring to think too much, and walked to the caretaker obediently, bowing slightly to show humility.

This one is more powerful and ancient than the other two bishops, so he should just listen to him honestly.

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"Haha."

The guard seemed to be amused by his appearance, laughed twice, and shook his head gently: "Young man, don't be nervous, relax a little, do you know why he wants to see you?"

"I probably know." Herbert nodded and answered as a matter of course: "Because I did something slightly beyond the line."

"Just a 'slight' crossing of the line? What you did surprised me."

The guard smiled and teased, "If this is just a slight crossing of the line for you, then what is the real crossing of the line?"

"Uh..." Herbert said uncertainly, "Forced release of all prisoners?"

?

The guard's shadow, whose expression could not be seen, stared at Herbert for a long time, and then laughed a little out of control.

"Hahaha, hahaha... interesting, you little guy are really interesting!"

The guard laughed so hard that his robe shook, and he shook his head happily, saying, "I'm a little curious now, what do you want to say after seeing him?"

"The furious can be controlled."

Herbert answered honestly, and finally added, "Although only I can control her."

She is my own.

"So, do you think you can successfully control her?"

"Complete control... I probably can't do it at the moment."

Herbert hesitated for a moment but didn't exaggerate, choosing to tell the truth: "But my presence can give her certain constraints. As long as it doesn't endanger her life and my life, she will listen to my words."

"Just that?"

"At the moment."

Herbert looked at the guard and said seriously: "After all, I have only been in contact with her for more than a week."