Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 847 - 431: I’m Not a Good Woman, Ahhh! (Sneaky Laugh)

"Eh? Divine? Omnipotent?"

Demon: ?

Kreti was startled by Herbert’s question, not knowing why he suddenly brought this up.

You, that guy, suddenly saying such weird things!

"You’re really bored to a certain degree, huh! Why would you suddenly want to discuss this?"

The group had already left the Holy City of Radiance and was on their way back to the Mist Monastery.

They didn’t use the most convenient and fast teleportation array, instead, just like when they came, they climbed onto Valentina’s back, riding the Giant Dragon Flying Heroine in the sky.

On this rare outing, Miss Hungry Dragon isn’t that easy to persuade to go home!

She’ll definitely think of every way to delay the return time, enjoying the outdoors whenever she can.

Even if it’s just one extra second, it’s a gain!

From a certain, no, from every perspective, Valentina is very much like a large dog with a fierce appearance but an incredibly cheerful interior.

Loves to run wildly when put in the outdoors, loves to wag its tail at those it likes, and is very loyal to people.

Moreover, there’s the most crucial point.

Valentina has never been seen with a large dog at the same time!

Therefore, Kreti can conclude — Valentina is a dog!

Of course, she didn’t share this brilliant deduction with anyone.

Miss Devil doesn’t want to be beaten up by the Epic Giant Dragon!

Not at all!

As for the group’s safety on their return trip... Hehe.

Are they really the ones who need to worry about safety?

Herbert and his group don’t need to worry about their whereabouts being exposed.

Not to mention anything else, Valentina alone had already made a grand appearance before the world, showing the world her epic level of powerful strength.

Not many people have the courage, nor have enough power to intercept an Epic Giant Dragon.

Let alone, on the back of this strong dragon sits a recently appointed "Sun Saint" whose strength is shrouded in mystery and whose status is incredibly high.

Saints, what they represent is clear to mortals and even clearer to gods.

Even if Herbert actively denies it, outsiders will automatically view his every move as a reflection of the Sun God’s will.

No one would want to provoke the Sun God’s wrath at this time.

At least not when the Sun’s radiance is at its strongest now.

Herbert’s god-slaying aftermath via Alberta is still evident, which means no divine being has come to intercept him despite having traveled for several days.

This journey has been particularly safe.

So, after the first few days, apart from Valentina enjoying the sky, the remaining three began to have sporadic conversations, telling various frivolous jokes.

This is what got Kreti puzzled.

Weren’t you just telling the "could the Sun God possibly be a Goddess?" kind of idle joke?

Why suddenly throw a serious question like that?

Why did the painting style suddenly change?

What kind of insanity is this?

Are you sick?

—Although I really want to retort that way, Miss Devil was feeling a bit hesitant at that moment.

Um...

If I say that, will I hurt his feelings too much?

"..."

If it was not long ago, Kreti would definitely seize this rare opportunity to berate Herbert fiercely.

Things like "You’ve finally opened your eyes!" or "You finally realized how weak you are!" would be said with gusto.

She could say those cutting, sarcastic things non-stop for three days and nights.

Honestly, Kreti is fine in other aspects except her mouth.

Too chatty, and too sharp-tongued.

Not only does it have strong penetration and can directly resonate in the ears and heart, but it also carries a rich vocabulary capable of prolonged output.

All those beatings she got from Flora over the years, not a single one wasn’t because of her mouth... All earned by her eloquent prowess!

Outsiders might not have a clear concept of just how strong Kreti’s combat power in this area is.

How to describe it?

It’s probably like how she could easily protect non-existent family members in a legendary battlefield called "Zuan"...

However, this time facing Herbert, the usually battle-loving Kreti was somewhat soft-hearted.

After declaring participation, she felt she should be a little nicer to Herbert.

After all, Herbert is no longer an annoying Prison Warden but a "special person."

Kreti is just sharp-tongued, not emotionally unintelligent.

Even a demon like her knows that special people require special treatment and should not be treated the same as others.

But some people insist on pretending not to understand this simple principle.

All those who claim to be "sharp-tongued but soft-hearted" just want to use this excuse to lash out at people capriciously.

They clearly know that certain hurtful words should never be said, not even half a sentence to those who love you.

Yet they insist on ranting and then use "I’m straightforward, don’t mind me!" as a shameless excuse to liberate themselves.

Thinking "Since they love me so much, they’ll surely tolerate my momentary capriciousness, otherwise they don’t love me?" leaning on others’ favoritism to act recklessly.

Such people are all holding on to clarity pretending ignorance, truly being lifelong believers of extreme selfish individualism.