[{"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-65":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},2311994,4517,"Chapter 65: It Has Come to This (24)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-65",65,"\u003Cp>Blake did not know his expression had revealed much; he adjusted his mindset, took out two letters from his chest, and offered them with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness, we have been ordered to deliver the Duke’s reply, and… the Princess’s personal letter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Philia’s letter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert’s brow slightly furrowed as he picked up the letter bearing the Frost Crystal royal seal, ready to open it at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Highness! Wait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake hastily spoke, urgently stopping him: “Her Highness instructed that you read it only when alone…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you teaching me how to act?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert’s voice was cold, his expression vanished, his eyes reduced to indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Warrior, remember your station.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you a vassal of Silverwing… or of Frost Crystal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of those pale gray eyes, Blake felt sudden unease and instinctively stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! Your Highness, I—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to explain, but ultimately bowed his head, speaking respectfully: “I am a feather of Silverwing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake now felt confused, for in his memory, His Highness Herbert had never been like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this truly His Highness Herbert?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gentle, well-mannered, fond of art over martial arts, a perfectly elegant noble heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even toward servants like us, he was always kind and friendly, never showing any noble arrogance on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Herbert had not glared or changed his expression, that single glance had delivered far greater pressure than many peers could inflict!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even felt as if he had faced a earth dragon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could His Highness possess such a terrifying aura?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had he endured here!!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, after opening the letter, Herbert merely glanced at it and closed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his eyes, fell silent for a moment, then told Blake: “Enough. I understand the situation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave. Rest well in the guest quarters. Stay here for a few days—no need to rush back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake nodded, gladly obeying: “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert remembered something and added: “…By the way, the monastery’s grass carp soup is excellent. Eat more tonight, drink plenty of broth—it will warm you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked, nodding honestly: “Oh, alright, thank you, Your Highness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Blake left, Herbert stood in place, eyes half-lidded, gently tapping the letter with his finger, murmuring softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Philia… hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, upon opening the letter, Herbert had skipped everything else and instantly seen the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the letter’s conclusion, these words appeared—“Herbert, I hope you will attend my coming-of-age ball.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this invitation, Herbert’s mind repeated only one phrase over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It has come to this… are you joking with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Herbert unusually did not go to the Third Discipline Hall to chat with the demon girls; instead, he sat alone before his desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he truly felt a pang of reflection, finally understanding why Nenasza had said wakefulness was not a gift but a punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remaining eternally awake is undoubtedly a boon—it extends time for work and study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when you truly wish to empty your mind yet cannot sleep, it becomes torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night punishes every awake soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No escape, no sinking, no pause…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This pain and turmoil, amplified by the night, swells and gradually consumes your entire spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People generally call this state—midnight emo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear mind remains perpetually active, endlessly replaying and reanalyzing memories you wished to forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every mistake you made, every wrong word you spoke, every thing you failed to do…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here is a piece of advice: at this moment, absolutely do not post anything on your social feed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, you will likely wake the next morning with your toes digging out a villa, and others will bestow upon you nicknames like “Deeply Emotional Brother” or “Drunk Alone Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t ask how I know—I just have a friend like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Really!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert finished reading both letters and opened the package containing the magical artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Duke of Silverwing’s reply was ordinary, even formulaic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply greeted Herbert as a father, urged him to diligently train at the monastery, and warned him not to disgrace the Albert name, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that… nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No concern for him, no mention of other family matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were not harsh, yet felt stiff, saturated with the coldness of strangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading it, Herbert casually tossed it aside, paying it no mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the magical artifact sent—[Ring of the Painful Vow]—its effects perfectly matched Herbert’s needs and even included extra abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only could it defend against and counter mental control by others, but it also suppressed emotional fluctuations in daily life, maintaining calm thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a high-tier magical artifact, nearly approaching legendary status; clearly, whoever prepared it had invested great effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But its appearance had a problem…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, a major problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like a black silk collar, but no matter how Herbert stared, it resembled more of a… dog collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What on earth was this supposed to mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert temporarily dismissed any deeper meaning from his father, assuming only poor taste…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no intention of wearing it himself, but he wouldn’t throw it away—he had just the right person in mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one very suitable Dragon-Chosen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could it be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hard to guess, indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Blake had brought only these, Herbert would have felt no confusion—but they had brought another personal letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this letter, Philia spoke to him in a tone he knew intimately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, she expressed sympathy and regret over his past ordeals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clarified she had not been in Wangcheng at the time of the incident, had no connection to the “personal maid,” and suspected someone had impersonated her identity, and so on…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she carefully inquired about Herbert’s daily life at the monastery, showing concern for his current condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She offered to help resolve his financial troubles, inviting him to ask for anything he needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only at the very end did Philia extend her sincere invitation—hoping he would attend her coming-of-age ball two months hence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",996,"2026-06-20T12:31:06.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ccb9cec9b63a3744c7597792110502e2af72ebb49d3d75aa6e6c6053a5f85102","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-66","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-64",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]