Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 893 - 445: The Moon Goddess’s [Prophecy]

This is also what the Divine wanted to ask.

Friend, are you serious?

Rejecting me just for such a joking reason?

Uh, not really, he hasn’t rejected yet... If it’s a good prophecy, he’s still willing to listen.

No way!

The Divine frowned, glaring with beautiful eyes, looking somewhat displeased at Herbert.

You rascal, what exactly do you take my {prophecy} for?

Of course, it’s fortune-telling. (Immediate response)

Herbert really wanted to say that but felt it was their first meeting, so he better restrain himself and not be too arrogant.

He glanced at the Goddess’s expression, which was a mix of anger and amusement, then turned to Kreti, still kneeling on the ground, a bit unclear about the situation, and smiled:

"Kreti, do you think I should listen?"

"Eh?"

Kreti: ?

Why are you asking me?

You are talking to the Goddess, don’t drag me into it!!?

"I..."

Herbert knew what she was worried about and waved his hand, casually saying, "Don’t overthink it, and don’t have any concerns, just trust your intuition and give me an answer."

"I believe in you."

If Valentina were awake now, Herbert would consult her intuition— but she’s currently oblivious, like a puff pastry.

So, Herbert chose to rely on Miss Devil’s good fortune instead.

Hearing Herbert say to trust her, Kreti bit her lip, closed her eyes to think for a while, then opened them, nodded, and said:

"Then you should... listen."

"Alright."

After receiving the suggestion, Herbert said nothing more, directly paying respectful homage to the Moon Goddess, speaking softly: "Please, Lady of the Moon, grant the prophecy."

His attitude was respectful, his actions standard, yet the shift in demeanor was somewhat subtly off-putting.

The Moon Goddess always felt that compared to her sister, she was already quite a good-tempered deity.

But at this moment, Her lips twitched, with an urge to lose composure and click Her tongue.

Tch.

This guy, really infuriating.

She didn’t speak directly but squinted Her eyes, scrutinizing Herbert.

A moment later, She suddenly laughed, softly saying, "My child, step aside for a bit. I have something to say to him alone."

Kreti: !!?

Miss Devil instinctively raised her head, wanting to defy this order.

She’s not truly a devout believer and has loyalty to the Goddess, but not excessively so.

If the Moon Goddess intended to get rid of her to harm Herbert, she definitely wouldn’t agree!

However, she saw Herbert signaling her not to act impulsively with his eyes.

"...I understand."

Kreti pouted reluctantly, got up, first saluted the Goddess, then turned to glare at Herbert before flying into the ruins.

After Kreti left, the Moon Goddess looked at Herbert and said playfully, "Why did you deceive her?"

"Hmm?" The Paladin lightly smiled, tilting his head in confusion.

"No need to cover it up, you... actually made up your mind from the start, didn’t you? Regardless of the outcome, you would have chosen to listen."

The Divine’s gentle expression turned indifferent, squinting at the seemingly polite mortal, She said calmly:

"Because you don’t really care about my prophecy at all."

The Goddess slightly lowered her eyes, gazing coldly at the half-naked young man before Her. After a quick glance, She silently shifted Her sight...

Tch.

This guy is really being a bother!

With your attire, it’s hard for me to maintain seriousness here.

After hearing Her displeased words, Herbert’s calm expression finally showed a slight change.

He gazed deeply at the Moon Goddess, lips slightly curling, without retorting but slowly asking: "Then, does this make you dissatisfied?"

Upon hearing this, the Moon Goddess narrowed Her eyes.

"You’re bolder and more arrogant than I expected, mortal."

Her voice grew even colder, speaking silently: "Are you expressing dissatisfaction with me? Is this how you respond to my kindness?"

As the Goddess’s attitude changed, in Herbert’s eyes, the moonlight underwent a slight alteration.

The originally bright and clear lunar glow took on a faint blood-red hue, and the Silver Moon in the sky seemed to be shifting towards a Blood Moon.

The Divine was about to be enraged.

Yet, strangely enough, as the Divine’s expression grew colder, the mortal’s expression only became more radiant.

Herbert ignored the celestial change, smiling: "I guess no one would be pleased with an uninvited ’guest,’ right?"

You know, your arrival was really mistimed?

You big light bulb!

"Lady, before you get angry at my rudeness, please clear one thing first."

"Whether your prophecy is well-intended or not, the fact that you forcibly appeared before me without notice remains the same."

"I’m not your believer; I don’t need to care about your feelings. The respect I show is entirely for Kreti’s sake."

The mortal’s smile was sunny, but deep in his eyes, there was only coldness.

He was smiling, speaking irreverent words:

"I think, compared to you, I’m not arrogant enough."

The Divine donned a false mask, while the mortal revealed his true fangs.

You want to come and tell me a pseudo-prophecy from the start?

Who are you?

Sorry, not familiar.

If we’re not acquainted, why should I give you face?

Just because you’re a Goddess?

Herbert believed that the Moon Goddess probably did not come with ill will, even likely came out of goodwill, wanting to offer him a kind reminder and form a good connection.

But the method was wrong.