[{"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-395":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},2312324,4517,"Chapter 395: Look Into My Eyes (Request Subscription)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-395",395,"\u003Cp>The sun set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single sentence made Herbert’s spirit snap taut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, this was an ordinary, unremarkable phrase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun rises, the moon sets—natural law, nothing special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this world, it carried an entirely different meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun in this world was no natural celestial body in the universe—it pointed to a powerful deity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did the Sun God have a problem?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did He… fall?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For an instant, Herbert wanted to rush out of the Discipline Hall and look up at the outside world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Albertas truly fell from the sky, what disaster would it bring to this world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert could actually find an answer to this terrifying question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In history, the sun had once truly set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During that battle against the otherworldly gods, the sun fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That disaster nearly destroyed this world entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, for a very long time, the entire world plunged into eternal night, with only the blood moon hanging in the sky; the sun did not rise again until much later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If He did this again… hiss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely imagining such a possibility made one’s body tense, cold with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Herbert restrained himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he suddenly remembered—just a short while ago, in Elda, he had already seen the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, everything remained normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun was still the same sun, the world still the same world, no unusual changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel’s silence had already begun before he teleported to Elda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert did not know what the fallen angel had seen in the mirror, but now it seemed it was not the reality of this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she seen past history?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or a glimpse of the future?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what exactly had Luciel seen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Herbert’s relationship with Luciel was not close, he knew she was not a fragile, sentimental soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had she seen that could make this former apex angel, once standing just beneath the gods, weep?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun falling… did it mean the death of the Sun God? Had the Lord of the Burning Day perished?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, not right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t Luciel betray the Sun God?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Sun God truly perished, Luciel wouldn’t be happy, but she wouldn’t be this heartbroken either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert frowned in thought, burying these doubts deep within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he was curious about the truth, now was not the time to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What mattered most now was not getting an accurate answer from Luciel, but calming an anxious woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert held Luciel tightly, one hand gently patting her back, the other stroking her waist, soothing her trembling soul with tenderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head and whispered softly beside the fallen angel’s ear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a simple, quiet whisper—but it made the fallen angel, who had been trembling slightly, freeze instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angel turned her head dazedly, her eyes behind the black veil widening, trying to see the boy’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert did not turn back, continuing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know what you saw, nor do I understand why you’re grieving, but I want to tell you one thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate is uncertain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slightly lifted his head, his gaze firm as he met his own reflection in the distant mirror, speaking gently: “Do not, and need not, grieve over illusions that may never come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do not suffer for what has not yet happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can take out a loan to buy a car, a loan to buy a house, even a loan to win a championship… but never take out a loan for pain and sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate can be reversed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you do not wish to face that future, what you must do is not cry—but strive to change it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert whispered his counsel, trying to convey his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sincere, but at this moment, Luciel did not fully hear him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the fallen angel’s mind, the only words echoing were Herbert’s first ones—“Don’t be afraid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t fear. I’m here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, Luciel had never heard such words of comfort from anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because… she was the one who inspired fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time she appeared before mortals, she had to overwhelm them first, reassuring them not to fear her appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before other angels, she was the merciless Archangel, never smiling, the sharpest blade in the gods’ hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Comfort? Embrace?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had ever spoken such words to her, nor dared make such an impudent gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They… feared Luciel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortals cowered before her radiance, daring not to look directly into her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Angels revered her authority, dared not speak casually with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They feared being pierced by her sharp edges, burned by her blazing form, labeled as heretics to be purged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they kept their distance—even when Luciel came to save them, even when she was their leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel understood their thoughts, so she quietly withdrew, never attempting to draw closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Luciel was being comforted by a mortal infinitely weaker than herself, as if she were a child being soothed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it bewilderment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it confusion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it emotion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps all these feelings were present, tangled intricately in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what filled Luciel’s heart most now was not these—it was… anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t… be afraid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel suddenly broke free from Herbert’s embrace, flying backward several meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hovered in midair, staring at Herbert as she spoke slowly: “Tell me not to fear? What… do you even know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice carried an unsettling, chilling fury that lowered the temperature of the Mirror Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hiss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulaklia, watching from the side, shuddered and silently drifted her original mirror farther away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not good, not good!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy seems furious—better keep my distance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulaklia silently speculated, even harboring an unrealistic hope—would she tear this place apart?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at the same moment, as the direct target of this fury, Herbert showed no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He floated calmly in place, closing his eyes to feel the lingering warmth and coolness on his chest, smiling inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Luciel furious beyond control?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she lost all composure?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth was probably not that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she broke free, she hadn’t pushed at all—she hadn’t even propelled herself backward… she stepped back herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was certain—her anger was merely a facade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Luciel herself didn’t even realize it; it was an instinctive act to conceal her true emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert raised his gaze, looking at the fallen angel’s furious face, and asked softly: “Don’t I know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t know!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallen angel roared without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You have no idea what I saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You don’t know what I’ve endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t know!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You! Know! Nothing!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing her renewed anger, Herbert nodded seriously and admitted, “You’re right. I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel clenched her teeth tightly: “Then why are you still saying—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But it’s not my problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert calmly interrupted her, serious: “It’s yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...What? Me?” Luciel frowned, finding it absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What nonsense is he talking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. You.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert smiled and asked, “Do you think I don’t want to know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He met the confused Fallen Angel’s gaze without fear, calm: “Precisely because you say nothing, I know nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want me to know, I can be a listener, hear your troubles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t want me to know, I can be silent, ask nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So whether I learn of your distress—it’s your choice, not mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You speak, I listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You don’t speak, I don’t ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Herbert’s way of dealing with others: seeking earnestly, yet respecting certain boundaries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I! You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel wanted to refute him after hearing this, but opened her mouth and hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he said... actually made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the one throwing a tantrum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking advantage of Luciel’s silence, Herbert continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In truth, I don’t care what you saw. I only care about your mood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether the sun sets or not—I don’t care.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert spoke without humility or flattery, no false tenderness, even revealing a hint of irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t need my concern, tell me directly. I’ll pretend I saw nothing and walk away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Need me? I’m here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t need me? I can leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, Luciel, you can tell me now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared into her eyes, slowly asking: “Do you... need my concern?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In strength, ten thousand Herberts couldn’t match Luciel—the gap was immeasurable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at this moment, Herbert’s presence overwhelmingly overshadowed hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mortal questioned an angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the angel, as if avoiding his calm gaze, lowered her head into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, Herbert knew nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew nothing precisely because of her silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Luciel had her reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she saw in the mirror was too absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t tell him. Couldn’t tell anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To know such a future would only harm them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Not knowing was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because he knew nothing, he treated her without extra thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel slowly lifted her head, her gaze complex as she whispered to Herbert: “You know this is dangerous. Why go this far?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you already understand how dangerous this truth is, why not just let me be alone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel didn’t directly answer Herbert’s question—but her refusal was an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert’s lips curled slightly as he said: “First, it’s duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As a warden, my mission is to reform you—to guide you, these lost prisoners, back onto the right path.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second, it’s concern for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As a friend, isn’t it natural to care about a friend’s mood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy blinked, teasing: “Or do you not think our relationship qualifies as friendship?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Friend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel pressed her lips together, her teeth gently biting her lower lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Angel didn’t hesitate long. She floated forward, returning before Herbert, head bowed, whispering: “I’m sorry. About what I saw in the vision—I can’t tell you anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert smiled at her obedient demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine. I don’t mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand and gently lifted the veil blocking Luciel’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert gazed at the Fallen Angel, eyes shut, expression flustered, and said seriously: “Luciel, open your eyes. Look into mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Instead of fixating on futures that haven’t happened, focus on the reality right before you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m right here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert fell silent, waiting for Luciel’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Open your eyes and look at me—I don’t believe you can stare into nothingness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel seemed deeply shaken. Her thick lashes trembled, several times trying to open her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could she really show him her most vulnerable side?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was Archangel. A rebel against the gods. A... no, she was nothing now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this prison, she was merely a prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a prisoner showing weakness to the warden—wasn’t that acceptable?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, he was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel made her decision. She suddenly opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her unique orbs, countless pupils gazed simultaneously at the smiling boy before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This boy was unlike anyone she had ever met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps... she could truly show him her softest side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh. You finally look at me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert softly laughed, then opened his arms naturally toward Luciel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the Fallen Angel didn’t hesitate. She rushed into the boy’s embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luciel silently felt it, whispering to herself: “Compared to that vision, this warmth is the true reality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment Luciel reflected, Herbert turned his head slightly, glancing at the mirror’s reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way... there’s someone else here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure in the mirror stared at Herbert with a strange expression, as if holding back a thousand words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy placed a finger to his lips, silently signaling “quiet,” and winked at the Mirror Spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t interfere now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just watch quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And don’t make a sound, okay~?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1903,"2026-06-20T12:31:07.468Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","92590d06f284ff3a609d1c4fb1b7c460af4f70f6efeaa982b72e0775eefeff39","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-396","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-394",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]