[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary":3,"chapter-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-394":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","An Improper Monster Girl's Transformation Diary",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2312323,4517,"Chapter 394: Embrace Me, or Let Me Embrace You (Request Subscription)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-394",394,"\u003Cp>“You despicable paladin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly despicable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luka Liyanushizhehebote ， Hendeyayangyang ， Zhibuzhudibaoyuandao ：“ Nizenmenengzhemeguofen ？ Nizenmezhemezisi ？”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve already made concessions—yet you still use her to pressure me!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you even a paladin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you even human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world works this way: some rejoice, others grieve; joy and sorrow never cross between people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiles are conserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Luka Liya ’s smile vanished, it didn’t disappear—it transferred to Herbert’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-haired boy smiled warmly at the Mirror Sprite, shrugged, and teased: “Just tell me—does it work?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It works!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luka Liya  answered quickly, angry yet cowed: “It works, so what!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if it works, it won’t change how I see you! You disgraceful, lecherous shame of the paladins!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Despicable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lecherous!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Filthy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert listened quietly to Luka Liya ’s verbal attacks, occasionally nodding along in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t angry at all—quite the opposite, he almost wanted to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, no matter what you say, as long as it works, that’s all that matters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Luka Liya  finally grew tired of yelling, he waved his hand with a smile: “No need to get so worked up—I won’t let you lose too much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slap, then a sweet date.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The carrot-and-stick principle is simple, yet it remains a universal truth in many situations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert had initially demanded the impossible, rejected her terms outright, and after forcing her to compromise, he voluntarily stepped back, promising: “Don’t worry—your request will still be fulfilled. You have nothing to fear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lecherous monster-lover…” Luka Liya  paused mid-insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She eyed Herbert suspiciously: “Are you serious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’d be that kind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Really? I don’t believe you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Serious, serious—I’m completely serious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert nodded with a grin: “I’m a paladin, not a demon. Why would I do something so despicable? Don’t you agree?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was just joking earlier—I never intended to force you. But your request for the number of people you can chat with still needs reconsideration.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile faded slightly as he spoke seriously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope you understand my position—I can’t bring in new people to chat with you every single week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know what this place is. You know what ‘chatting with an Epic-level prisoner’ means.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not everyone can have Herbert’s mindset—calmly joking with an Epic-level monster girl, even harboring blasphemous thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people, upon seeing Luka Liya , are overwhelmed by her aura, reduced to trembling yes-men, some even fainting outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Luka Liya  suppresses her aura, not everyone can endure it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finding suitable candidates is too difficult—I simply don’t have that many people on hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert gently explained his constraints, then offered an alternative: “But in return, I have some individuals who could become your long-term conversation partners.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Long-term? Who?” Luka Liya  pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If possible, she didn’t want to switch partners every couple of days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When witnessing or crafting stories, she needed inspiration—seeking fresh souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But otherwise, Luka Liya  still longed for a stable companion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, she never felt lonely, always wandering through mirrors, witnessing countless stories unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in these years within the Third Oath Prison, after reflecting on her past, she deeply realized how utterly alone she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no friend she could call an old companion—not one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All that accompanied her were the stories she had witnessed over centuries, and the ones she herself had invented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Luka Liya ’s reaction was better than he expected, Herbert smiled inwardly—he’d chosen the right answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They possess sufficient strength, ample free time, and interest—oh, and shared experiences. They’ll surely become your close conversation partners for a long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luka Liya  suddenly realized who he meant: “You mean… the other prisoners?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert nodded with a grin: “For example, Valentina. For example, Luciel. For example, the other prisoners in the Oath Prison.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’re interested, they can all become your listeners.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t even need to limit it to two or three times a week—if they have time and mood, you can chat anytime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lower the standard on one front, but raise it on another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One up, one down—who can truly say whether it’s a loss or a gain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it depends on the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of “cutting lunch breaks and salary, extending workdays and hours, forcing unpaid overtime to realize self-worth”—that’s not a deal. That’s divine blessing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luka Liya  swiftly weighed Herbert’s proposal, then nodded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Herbert’s plan were carried out, it was far more advantageous than her original demand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cake looked delicious—but a new problem arose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But can you speak for them? What if they ignore you?” Luka Liya  instinctively doubted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t believe this boy had such power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A plain, unremarkable jailer, barely legendary in strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he possibly command other legendary monster girls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ignore me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert chuckled at the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t defend himself—instead, he stepped aside, revealing the melancholy fallen angel behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well? What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at this—and ask again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mirror Sprite fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced cautiously at the weeping fallen angel, then quickly looked away, gesturing for Herbert to step back into place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ugh, bad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d forgotten about this entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If even a legendary Epic-level fallen angel obeyed him, how could other legendary monster girls possibly escape his control?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A normal jailer could never have forced her into this situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert was no ordinary jailer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—initial contact might be rough, but if you become friends, or even just acquaintances, you can chat freely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert waved his hand, settling the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this currently explorable Oath Prison, he was absolute—tell them to go east, they’d never dare go west.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about the hungry dragon, the mermaid, the vampire, the dark elf… every single one of them—do any of them disobey me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disobey?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they disobey, I’ll just ignore them—before I lose my patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After presenting these generous terms, Herbert added his final card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And if even these people can’t satisfy your insatiable desire to talk, here’s one more option.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his index finger and pointed to himself with a smile: “Me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert nodded with a grin, gently touching the mirror’s surface—the reflection mimicked his motion exactly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To an observer, it seemed as if his palm connected with the mirror’s image, sharing warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his gaze and whispered: “Luka Liya , if you wish, I’m happy to be your loyal listener and conversation partner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m deeply interested in the stories you’ve recorded. Besides—you didn’t want to share them with me all along?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Herbert himself began to smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it—it’s rather amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, Lykalia deliberately escaped to the Aurora Sanctuary just so Herbert could come often and keep her company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, after winding through a vast circle, she found herself back on the very path she had originally intended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps this, too, is one facet of fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure in the mirror gazed silently at the one outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lykalia watched Herbert with deep eyes, silently sensing the emotional fluctuations in him, evaluating in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is the boy before her an honest person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was somewhat surprising—yes, he had not lied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had concealed parts of his words, the boy had not hidden his greed, desires, or ambitions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert was indeed using her abilities to gain power for his own goals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But wasn’t she, too, using him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In struggle, there are no winners; in cooperation, there are no losers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their cooperation was, from the start, a mutually beneficial arrangement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Herbert worth expecting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Herbert, Lykalia saw an exceedingly rare trait—he was drawn by fate, and drew fate to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The storm of fate was converging upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her past memories, every being with such a trait had become a tide-turner in the great currents of history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heroes. Warlords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The savior everyone awaited. The villain others loathed and feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter their final fates, they would all leave their mark upon history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like brilliant meteors streaking across the night sky, illuminating a stretch of darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lykalia had an instinct that she would witness “an interesting story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, her final answer no longer needed thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure in the mirror laughed softly, reaching a hand out from the mirror to grasp the hand of the one outside—fingers entwined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lykalia gripped Herbert’s hand and smiled: “I accept your terms. I hope you won’t break our agreement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being suddenly struck by the Mirror Demoness’s unexpected “heart-to-heart challenge,” Herbert froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss, why did you suddenly grab my hand? Isn’t that inappropriate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m quite conservative, you know!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he quickly recovered, gently returning the grip and nodding with a smile: “Don’t worry. I never break agreements.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert was delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lykalia might be hard to deceive, but she wasn’t impossible to deceive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Mirror Demoness who had seen countless beings, Lykalia was nearly the hardest to fool among all demon girls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had fully expected to pay a heavy price in this negotiation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the final outcome was that Herbert gained her immensely powerful special ability at nearly zero cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it Lykalia’s pity? Or did she have her own agenda?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert cared—but not too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the Mirror Demoness planned, for now, the benefits far outweighed the risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this two-way teleportation ability, his future plans could now proceed smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching a friendly agreement with the Mirror Demoness, Herbert finally turned his attention to Luciel, who was clearly in distress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Angel girl looked utterly dejected, her wings drooping, her whole frame slumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luciel, what did you see in the mirror?” Herbert asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, Luciel gave a slight reaction, slowly lifting her head to look at Herbert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her mouth to answer, but seemed unsure what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, she shook her head and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert observed her reaction closely, nodding thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy narrowed his eyes at her, waited a moment, and seeing her mood unchanged, said slowly: “Luciel, hug me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...What?” The Fallen Angel girl froze, thinking she had misheard, instinctively lifting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw the boy opening his arms toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t misheard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if she hadn’t... why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t understand why Herbert chose this exact moment to make such a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You won’t hug me, then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Luciel standing motionless, Herbert smirked, lowering his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll hug you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert stepped forward and without hesitation pulled Luciel into a tight embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his back unfolded a pair of massive crimson wings, encircling them like arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout this, Herbert said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Luciel had not volunteered an explanation, he did not ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone has their own reasons for sorrow; one cannot truly feel another’s pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, too many words bring no comfort—only the opposite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silent gesture often brings more solace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel said nothing, so Herbert asked nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Herbert could do was offer her a warm embrace in her most vulnerable moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After initial confusion, Luciel bit her lips, raised her four arms, and clung tightly to Herbert’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if a drowning person clung desperately to something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, just as Herbert was about to release her, he heard a whisper, faint as a mosquito’s hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...The sun has set.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1877,"2026-06-20T12:31:07.468Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","15df30842fa9a82d5a548a5219c1efe2ce90e2311b88a4dee18f5695098edf78","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-395","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-393",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]