[{"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-95":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},2312024,4517,"Chapter 95: Your Thoughts (35)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-95",95,"\u003Cp>Along with the Mist Mountains appeared a sanctuary forged from the bones of countless races, within which stood a statue of a maiden bowing in prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deities are difficult to utterly perish, especially those ancient gods born from the world’s origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death is not an end for them; they forever await the right moment, ready to revive when the time is ripe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the ancient god’s resurrection plan ultimately failed, its power entirely suppressed by the statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy maiden, in her final act, transformed all of herself into this statue, perpetually suppressing the deity and denying it any chance of awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mist Monastery was likewise founded for this purpose—to inherit the holy maiden’s will, guard the seal, and grant the ancient god no opportunity whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The archbishop gazed up at the sanctuary, its original grotesque bone structure now indistinguishable after centuries of change, and nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost completely successful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Estimate another thousand years, and He will vanish utterly, dissolving into the Sea of Chaos.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“… ”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert frowned deeply; having heard Shi Shi’s tale, he was profoundly moved, awed and astonished by the feat of that peerless woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story stirred him deeply, yet something felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at the same time, he recalled a crucial detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Grace, is there not some hidden truth here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert narrowed his eyes, studying the statue’s posture—there was no trace of pain or struggle upon it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She likely did this willingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the holy maiden could suppress the ancient god even after death, why did she not destroy Him outright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I’m right, the holy maiden held the upper hand in that confrontation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re truly formidable…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You noticed this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man nodded approvingly, then sighed softly: “As you suspect, the holy maiden ultimately suppressed the ancient god—she could have digested Him, replaced Him entirely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One step further, and she could have seized all of His power, ignited divine flame, ascended the divine throne, and fully risen to the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she refused. She rejected becoming a deity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The holy maiden did not do so, partly because she had always refused to become a god, and partly perhaps because of her boundless compassion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For this holy maiden, who loved all things in the world, even an evil ancient god might still be redeemable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this the holy maiden softening at the last moment, turning into a saintly fool?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he could not believe a being capable of storming a divine realm would change her mind at the final instant over some ridiculous reason like “a moment of weakness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she discover something at the last moment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, do not overthink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Herbert drifted in thought, the archbishop’s voice pulled him back from the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This was her fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The holy maiden Nenaisha, because of her love so immense it bordered on greed, willingly walked the path drenched in blood and thorns.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She saved all beings, and in saving them, met her own end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This was her love—a love so great it bordered on distortion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For her—love was redemption.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Redemption for both the saved and the savior.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Herbert’s mind involuntarily recalled the Xieshen ’s once-hissed, mocking whisper, tinged with irritation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【“Love is a curse.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He regarded all love among beings as a curse, blaming all sin upon it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This view stood in direct opposition to Nenaisha’s, yet Herbert faintly sensed a connection between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shared the same root, yet repelled each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So if “Holy Maiden Nenaisha” is truly dead, then who is the “Harmonic God Nenaisha” I know?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is He her reincarnation? Or an ancient god who stole her name?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps… both?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, my dear ally, who are you truly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After long silent contemplation, Herbert suppressed all his thoughts and turned to the old man who had been quietly watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Grace, I don’t understand—why did you specifically tell me this story?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren’t you going to scold me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why tell me a tale instead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The archbishop shook his head, avoiding a direct answer, and asked instead: “Child, after hearing this story, what are your thoughts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thoughts…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here it comes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert narrowed his eyes—he knew the critical turning point had arrived; his next words would shape all future developments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“… ”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Herbert drew a deep breath, straightened his spine, and met the old man’s gaze directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke aloud the heretical, blasphemous words he could never utter to anyone else in the monastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe… not all monsters are evil.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are foreign races, not heretics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was blasphemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They can also be trusted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He restated his view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Among the scenes you showed me, one left a deep impression.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Among the followers behind the holy maiden, there were not only humans but also countless monsters—and yet they did not harm each other; they fought together, united as one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thus, given the right conditions, monsters can also be controlled and employed by us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was heretical speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was questioning the orthodoxy of the scriptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert knew this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was risking everything—failure meant utter ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he still spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump-thump-thump-thump…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart pounded wildly, adrenaline surged, filling him with intense excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert was gambling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instinct told him the archbishop had told him this story for a reason—something special, something profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was certainly not ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Grace… is my view wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sanctuary fell into unbearable silence again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long moments passed; just as Herbert began to doubt his gamble, the white-bearded old man smiled gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded in approval, murmuring: “Child, you are kind, and you are brave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because of your kindness, you ponder the plight of monsters, pitying their innocent weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because of your bravery, you risk severe punishment to ask me this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, the old man teased: “Child, aren’t you afraid of being burned at the stake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not afraid!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other punishments, maybe—but fire?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh↓ Heh↑\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you mean fire, I truly have no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Go ahead, burn me alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire is my joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbert stood tall, gaze unwavering, fists clenched, voice low and firm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If my execution by fire could make others reflect, I am willing to walk into the flames… for those innocent souls persecuted!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1041,"2026-06-20T12:31:06.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4f8da0c5384bc7c1fd027a51d179805b2dd586f432b3ec8cb099a63d63d4ccf1","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-96","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-94",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]