[{"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-91":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},2312020,4517,"Chapter 91: I Trust Her (Bonus Chapter 44)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-91",91,"\u003Cp>“Chief Judge, Captain of the Knights…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert turned around and silently bowed to the retreating backs of the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they merely waited outside the Third Oath Hall instead of storming in to arrest him, Herbert had already vaguely guessed their meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop’s stance remains unclear, but these two are certainly willing to believe in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though their time together has been brief, they still choose to trust him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert’s heart was actually stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after enduring past betrayal and suspicion, this trust moved him deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at the same time, Herbert felt guilty toward this trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he truly was a blasphemous, fallen, and unserious Holy Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve trusted the wrong man—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to thank them; they’re merely doing what they should.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As the strong, one must protect the weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warden looked at Herbert, lost in thought, and said softly: “Don’t be nervous. The old man won’t harm you—just answer his questions honestly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as you’re clean, he won’t target you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ash Grand Bishop gently pushed the door; the massive stone gate slowly opened a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through, revealing the sacred space beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert nodded silently, murmured “Mm,” and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure need not defend themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s true enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the problem is—I really am tainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not clean!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying this helpless muttering, Herbert walked alone into the Sealed Chapel; the stone door behind him slowly closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering, Herbert stopped, exhaled slowly, and the emotions in his eyes gradually faded, finally settling into calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked slowly through the chapel and soon saw the old man seated in meditation, eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grand Bishop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-bearded elder slowly opened his eyes, nodded, and said softly: “...Sit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the silent, empty chapel, the two sat quietly facing each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert now appeared unusually calm—neither fearful nor excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, since he had come this far, there was no turning back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert gazed quietly at the Grand Bishop, observing the old man dressed in a simple linen robe, looking no different from an ordinary elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The highest combat force of the entire monastery, the being known as the Saint Walking Among Men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before such a being, any clumsy disguise was meaningless; better to openly reveal his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was curious—how strong was this being?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert observed the Grand Bishop, and the Grand Bishop silently observed him in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn’t mere surface observation; those deep, tranquil eyes seemed to pierce through everything—through skin, bone, and flesh—analyzing his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt as if every inch of him had been laid bare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the Grand Bishop’s gaze settled on Herbert’s dorsal hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Herbert thought the Grand Bishop had seen something, the old man spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you find life in the monastery?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert narrowed his eyes, confused by the Grand Bishop’s meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small talk now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I’ve adapted well enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, you do seem to have adapted quite well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop nodded, his expression gentle: “The dragon’s trust, the sea witch’s lingering attachment, the vampire’s goodwill, the dark elf’s curiosity, the devil’s sorrow... In just a few days, you’ve accumulated so many karmic ties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Herbert was truly stunned—he felt as if his underwear had been stripped off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did you install surveillance on me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, don’t panic. I’m not blaming you—in fact, you’ve done far better than I expected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop waved his hand and asked kindly: “In your eyes, what kind of heretic is the Rageborn?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Rageborn...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert suppressed his inner agitation and said firmly: “No, Valentina is indeed dangerous—powerful and uncontrollable—but she isn’t truly evil. She loves battle, but not killing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had expected to cite several examples of his time with Valentina to prove this, but to his surprise, the Grand Bishop nodded in agreement:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, I saw that the moment I met the girl. She’s somewhat foolish in wisdom and lacks experience with others, but her nature isn’t wicked. With proper guidance, she can walk the right path.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s why I didn’t destroy her on the spot—I brought her back to the monastery for containment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet her temperament has been too volatile. Your predecessors as jailers saw only her ferocity and never noticed the kindness within her nature.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, the fact that you noticed this pleases me greatly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert was bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop’s words were remarkably open-minded—almost diametrically opposed to the monastery’s traditional stance of total hostility toward non-humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But should a man like you, the head of this monastery, say such things?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is there something wrong with me? Or with you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop watched the boy’s expression grow increasingly strange, chuckled, and asked: “Do you trust her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I trust her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert’s answer was firm, without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even though she is a heretic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even though she is a non-human.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert met the Grand Bishop’s gaze directly and said firmly: “This trust has nothing to do with race or anything else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Valentina trusted me without reservation, so I trust her without reservation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will not, and I will never betray that trust.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop studied Herbert in silence for a moment, then smiled and nodded, turning his gaze to the center of the chapel and asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, do you know what that is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is there something there?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert, puzzled, followed his gaze—and his eyes widened sharply. He saw something that had definitely not been there a moment ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the chapel, a stone statue of a girl, half a person’s height, had appeared out of thin air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what shook Herbert to his core was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity radiating from the statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Familiarity?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His throat felt dry; he struggled to speak: “What... is that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop seemed not to notice his distress; his attention remained fixed on the statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Its official name is the [Blasphemous Prayer Statue]. It is a Saint-level sealed artifact—the most powerful sealed object in the entire Mist Monastery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And long, long ago, it had another name...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Bishop gazed at the statue, ancient scenes flickering in his eyes, then shook his head softly and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘The Death of Saintess Nenasha.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s fourth update—please follow for tomorrow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really matters!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last month’s monthly ticket bonus (1\u002F4), this month’s monthly ticket bonus (2\u002F2)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1075,"2026-06-20T12:31:06.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","71cc58ba7f588396f3f077890b5dca218eb231a5d2b61422d25684d5a06bba8d","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-92","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-90",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]