Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 887 - 443: The Too-Easily-Pacified Demon

Herbert was very angry.

Very angry!

What melancholy goddess.

What lonely fellow traveler missing home.

Simply doesn’t exist.

Doesn’t exist, brother.

There’s only one confused chap here who doesn’t want to watch a live show, can’t leave, and can only wear silent headphones while looking miserable.

And seeing Herbert’s furious expression, Kreti got even angrier.

"How is this my fault!!?"

Miss Devil, in a rage, grabbed Herbert by the collar, gritting her teeth:

"It’s because you’re all too Fallen!"

"Ah!!?"

You’re angry?

Am I not angry too?

Goddamn it!

You started groaning halfway through the day, and just burst through until now.

Look up at the sky!

It’s already dark!

Don’t you people know how to blush!!?

Don’t you people know there are others present?!?

"Can’t you guys be mindful of the time and place!? Aren’t you afraid of others seeing you?"

Herbert sniffed and feigned innocence with a shifting gaze: "Pfft, nobody knows! Ahem, we’re in the middle of nowhere, where would others come from..."

"Am I not a person!!?"

Kreti, shocked to anger, pointed at her nose and loudly questioned, "Am I not a person!?"

"Well, uh, technically you’re not a person, you’re a demon... ahem, forget I said that."

"???"

Kreti was so angry that she laughed, pointing at Herbert’s nose several times before finally bursting into laughter.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

People do laugh when they’re speechless.

So do demons.

Do you people think I don’t exist?

Or am I just a side dish for your amusement?

I may not be a demon, but you certainly aren’t human!

Seeing her laughing, Herbert’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t help but mutter: "Besides, you’re a demon! We’re only three people, how is that considered being Fallen?"

He gave a sidelong glance at the extremely angry yet laughing Miss Devil, curling his lips.

You demon... are you really a demon?

How come it feels like you don’t seem up to par.

Snap!

Kreti gritted her teeth and angrily said:

"For goodness’ sake! What about demons! Do demons always have to play this wildly? Can’t we do schemes and plots?"

We are indeed evil.

But nobody said evil has to consist of extravagant orgies!

We’re just not that kind of crowd!

"Hell isn’t a brothel, you know!"

"We’re way more upscale than the Abyss where anyone can go!"

"Upscale!"

"Do you get it? Upscale!"

Herbert blinked, intimidated by her aura, and nodded weakly.

Though he didn’t speak, inwardly he mumbled.

I get it, I get it all.

The Abyss is the lowest brothel, Hell is an upscale private club.

Yes, yes, you guys are different indeed.

"Hmph!"

Miss Devil could tell from Herbert’s expression what he was thinking, so she got even angrier.

"What’s with that look of yours? Don’t you believe it?"

The more Kreti thought about it, the angrier she got, and she tugged hard with her hand.

Whoosh.

Herbert, who was just casually draped in clothes and didn’t wear them properly, was directly stripped by Kreti, revealing an upper body full of ’scars’.

The muscular body was covered with many scars, showing how intense the battle was before.

The assailant used every trick in the book.... ahem.

Additionally, from the scratch marks and bite marks, it could be analyzed that there were two suspects... well, deduced, not seen or heard.

And now, the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

Under the moonlight, the half-naked Paladin and the demon in gauze clothes stared at each other.

Describing it, this scene seems erotic.

But in reality... it’s quite awkward.

"..."

Kreti sniffed, her gaze gradually drifting to the other side, hiding the clothes hooked around her finger behind her.

And whistling in an attempt to feign ignorance.

But because she had never whistled, she just puckered her lips and tried to puff them up, producing no whistling sound, only "whoosh" blowing sounds.

Awkward.

Toes start digging into the ground!

As the person who had his clothes stripped, Herbert’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t feel too awkward.

It’s not like it’s the first time a woman has taken his clothes off.

Of all the women who take matters into their own hands, you’re relatively gentle—after all, going for the clothes instead of the pants or anything else is pretty restrained.

If it were Valentina, her first move would definitely be to devour everything...

None of that appetizer nonsense, who has that much patience?

Just the main course to fill up!

I’ll eat and eat and eat and...

Herbert wasn’t in a hurry to grab back his clothes, just stretched comfortably, bare-chested, showing off his muscles.

Bzzzz——

At the same time, the Sun Holy Mark on his body glowed faintly, and the Holy Light Power rapidly spread throughout his body, quickly healing the scars.

Though the Pure Holy Mark has a similar function, it’s not as convenient as the Sun Holy Mark, which only requires some sunbathing during the day for recharging.

Unfortunately, he can only recharge during the day currently; it would be great if there was a way to not waste nighttime...

Herbert would have liked to say that moonlight is just sunlight reflected... but unfortunately, in this Otherworld, past knowledge can’t be applied wholesale.

In this world, although the moon’s power is related to the sun, they are not of a subordinate relationship. The Sun God and Moon God complement each other rather than being parent and child...

Hey?

This way, these two deities could actually be considered as the two sister goddesses of the Sun and Moon Sisters?