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(Request Subscription)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-446",446,"\u003Cp>Forget it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has the Sun Emperor truly forgotten everything about the past, as he claimed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert glanced at where he was now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A peaceful afternoon, sunlight just right, breeze gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around the terrace, observing every detail, remaining silent without saying a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things don’t need to be spelled out—that’s too boring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone has their softest place inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe a memory, maybe a person, maybe an event, or perhaps a flawed corner in the left atrium… cough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t dig to the root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t harbor excessive curiosity about others’ secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone wishes to confide in you, you’ll naturally know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they don’t wish to, any attempt to probe becomes an act of provocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When facing the strong, you must remain humble, cautious, and restrain your curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, Herbert only wanted to crack a joke, to break the Sun Emperor’s composure, to thaw the ice between them and keep the conversation going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all—no deeper intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as his talent for making things up grew stronger, the wild histories he casually spun began to sound almost plausible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, his thoughts grew clearer—he began to think such a scenario might not be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, it was all just wild history anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who cares if it’s true or not? As long as it’s wild, that’s enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Sun Emperor clearly wasn’t truly angry—just utterly exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun is utterly yang, and the world only sings of His fierce, violent deeds—there’s never been a trace of a “Sun Goddess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This nonsense, with near-zero credibility, likely wouldn’t be believed by anyone, so the Sun Emperor wasn’t worried Herbert would spread it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wild history isn’t the issue—the real issue is… what now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nenasha had vanished completely after entering Shengcheng; trying to break free from this space by her own power seemed even more impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only way was to make the Sun Emperor willingly let him go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only strategy, no brute force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert paused, then raised his head and asked the old man softly: “Then… are you just going to let this farce continue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t evade—he brought the topic back to the earlier question: Are you going to ignore their mistakes and watch them die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his life so far, Herbert had met two Saints: the Grand Archbishop and the Sun Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though both had shown him kindness, Herbert could still sense the difference between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun Emperor’s heart was clearly colder than the Grand Archbishop’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This seemingly kind Emperor was a ruler who played grand games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly saw the deaths of that small group of believers as necessary sacrifices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All glory belongs to the Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything he did was to make the Church better, willing to pay acceptable costs to achieve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert didn’t know if this approach was wrong, but he personally disliked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knows if they themselves might one day become the ones sacrificed by others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hated this feeling of constant dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hated it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But disliking it didn’t mean he had to question it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert lacked the status and authority to speak such words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a young man, the most essential quality is “self-awareness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firmly recognize your position, understand where your abilities truly come from—don’t be blinded by fleeting glory, nor give up because of temporary hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ultimately, this was the Sun Church’s own internal matter—he was an outsider with no right to meddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert’s question was merely a normal inquiry—if you intend to continue this way, what are your next steps?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, he didn’t care about others’ futures—he only wanted to know how he himself would be dealt with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can’t keep me locked up here forever, can you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve got a hungry dragon at home to feed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Ivansen smiled, asking with a sly tone: “Then what do you think I should do? Give them orders—tell them what to do, what not to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, if possible, I think you should still offer them some guidance,” Herbert nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even setting aside any stance, Herbert still hoped this “war” would end soon, so he could return to the monastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You fight to the death—it’s fine—but don’t drag me into it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than wasting time here, nervously guarding against hidden watchers, he preferred returning to his happy little home to build up his own small territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let me go!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want to go home!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun Emperor stared at Herbert for a while, then suddenly asked: “So, you want to end this war?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though slightly puzzled by the Emperor’s phrasing, Herbert nodded gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s precisely why I came.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then looked into the old man’s eyes and said slowly: “And I think you’re deceiving me—you’re not truly indifferent to them, as you appear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From certain details, it was clear the Sun Emperor still held onto the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart was hard, but not that cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His inner self couldn’t possibly be utterly unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the Sun Emperor accepted those sacrifices, he wouldn’t deliberately send them to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the silent space, the old man lowered his gaze, looking at the boy who showed him little reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re saying I’m deceiving you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert nodded calmly, glancing sideways at the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is there a problem?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it that you can’t lie? Or that I can’t be lied to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After receiving the unwavering affirmation, the old man froze for a moment, then burst into laughter, shaking his head with a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Ha ha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many years had it been since someone dared question him like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred years?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or a thousand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, old friends passed away, former companions gradually vanished, and his surroundings grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Church’s believers saw him as a bridge to the divine, growing ever more reverent—some even treated him as a god walking among mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever he went, he no longer saw eyes level with his own—only countless figures kneeling before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun Emperor silently accepted this change, yet felt utterly helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strong are lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is their inevitable fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, an anomaly had appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A reckless boy who completely ignored the vast gulf of power between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared to meet his gaze, to crack crude wild-history jokes with him, even to confront him face-to-face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been… so many, many years since he’d met someone like this… heh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old friend, is this the successor you chose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad—he’s not a believer of Our Lord, not even a superficial verbal follower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, I’d have fought you hard for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps, as you say, I did deceive you—I didn’t tell you the full truth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Ivansen smiled, admitting his earlier guidance of Herbert, then quickly asked: “But, think again—have I truly done nothing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you really think I’m just watching them die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert frowned slightly, then suddenly had an insight and probed: “Even this conversation with me… is part of your plan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You could say that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man nodded cheerfully, pleased with the boy’s quick reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what can I do for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert was confused, asking puzzled: “I don’t know what expectations you have of me, but I don’t believe I possess the ability to achieve what you hope for.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What can I do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, aside from writing a bit of unofficial history, I don’t seem capable of doing anything real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As you can see, I’m merely a youngling who has just stepped into legend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spread his hands, emphasizing his “weakness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With the strength of the Sun Church, there must be many far more suited than I am.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert knew his own strength clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the help of Valentina and others, he could only stir up chaos between battlefields, acting as a happy shit-stirrer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he truly wanted to sway the tide of war, he was still far too low on the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think, perhaps, this is something better left to you, Elder. As for me, I’ll just pass, shall I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m too weak—I have no power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm? Wait a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun Pope blinked, bewildered: “What are you talking about? I haven’t even said I want you to do anything yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert blinked, puzzled: “Huh? Didn’t you mean for me to deal with the Avatar of Lust?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To end the war, this is the only path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without thinking, the demonic gods never care for justice—they’ll surely descend personally in their avatars to wreak havoc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time, to confront the Avatar of Lust, Herbert had secretly invoked the authority of the Sun God, triggering major ripples—some might even say he and Nienasha, that male-female duo of thieves, were the true instigators of this conflict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was their theft of the Sun God’s authority that caused all the subsequent turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, here in their very stronghold, facing the same demonic god again—wouldn’t stealing once more be just a bit too impolite?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can’t keep shearing the same sheep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s no good, no good!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun Pope blinked, then burst into laughter: “You think I want you to face the demonic god?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped his thigh, shaking his head uncontrollably, laughing heartily at the naive boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha! Cough, cough—With us old folks here, how could we possibly let children like you take on such dangerous tasks?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, hahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Pope just laughed, saying nothing—but his meaning was clear: Kill a demonic avatar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you really think you can do it alone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert very much wanted to say he’d already done it before—but at this moment, he wisely stayed silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t try to show off now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy gave a simple, shy smile and scratched his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, yeah, yeah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re absolutely right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really can’t do it, hehe~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now Herbert was confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not that, then what exactly did he expect him to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After laughing for a long while, the Sun Pope finally calmed down, gazing at Herbert and speaking softly: “Still, you’ve given me an idea. Hmm… perhaps this isn’t so bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, do you know? I can sense the presence of our Lord upon you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know why He favors a stranger like you—but since He chose you, I am willing to follow His will and offer you aid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the Sun Pope raised his right hand slightly. Without any cooperation from Herbert, the angelic battle armor on his body trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click. Click. Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armor quivered violently, as if it would tear free at any second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This armor had previously acted aloof before others, but before Herbert it acted like a sycophant—excited, clingy, impossible to shoo away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, faced with the Pope, it seemed to waver again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert didn’t care either way—he never valued things easily given to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After trembling for several seconds, the armor suddenly made up its mind—resisting the Pope’s call with all its might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to die than obey!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loyalty to Lord Herbert!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pope blinked, surprised: “So you truly are favored by our Lord—even this armor refuses to leave you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a Saint. He was the Pope of the Sun Church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From any perspective, this angelic armor had no reason to refuse him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet its defiance could mean only one thing: its devotion to Herbert ran deeper than any loyalty could explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, this is better—it means it will fight fiercely to protect you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the armor refused to comply, the Sun Pope made no further effort. He reached out, gently pressing his fingertip to the center of Herbert’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing happened. He withdrew his finger, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled: “Hmm. That should be enough. I wonder how far you’ll go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert blinked, raised a hand to touch his chest—felt no change at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t know exactly what kind of aid the Sun Pope had granted, Herbert was certain: he had been strengthened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was sure it was some astonishing time-limited buff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet more shocking than the boost was the implication behind the Pope’s action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—what exactly do you want me to do!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You really want me to fight the Lust Cult!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m just a temporary worker here to slack off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Me? Me!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You want me to do it!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert pursed his lips, forcing a stiff smile as he looked at the Sun Pope: “Er… could it be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That you truly intend to make me… a banner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2058,"2026-06-20T12:31:07.945Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f6e5ad0ba73fb788942760ba13057686fd5dc410a98d55b2da2227838f17cf87","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-447","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-445",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]