Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 835 - 428: The Demon’s Kiss

"Don’t you come any closer!"

"Ah—"

"You pervert! Don’t come near me with the scent of that woman on you!"

In a secluded space obscured from outsiders, the woman who appeared alluring and mature looked as helpless as a pitiful child pleading for help.

"Someone! Someone save me—"

"There’s a degenerate Paladin here!"

"Someone... hey! Wake up already!"

The "pitiful woman," Kreti, cried miserably, shouting directly into the ear of Valentina, who was leaning against her.

Hey!

This shout is for you!

Why on earth won’t you open your eyes and look!

Get up and do something about him—

But Miss Hungry Dragon was oblivious to the desperate cries next to her ear, not hearing a thing, as she continued to slumber peacefully in her dream.

"Mm, delicious, delicious..."

Unaware of what she was eating in her dream, she occasionally smacked her lips in satisfaction, as if using the screams next to her ear as a side dish.

She’s hopeless.

This woman is completely unreliable.

Kreti thought to herself, then resignedly turned her head, closed her eyes, and posed dramatically against the wall, silently shedding gloomy tears.

It seemed to say—go ahead! Even if you take my body, you’ll never win my heart!

But ultimately, the "big villain, Devil Duke’s human form, legendary scoundrel, Paladin degenerate, Monster Girl hunter" Herbert didn’t take advantage of Kreti as she feared.

Instead, he inexplicably glanced at her, and then lifted the seemingly "heavier than a mountain" sleeping dragon in his arms, picked her up from the ground, and set her aside.

Yes, he did nothing else.

No way!

Why did he do nothing!!?

"...Hmm?" Kreti struggled to open her eyes, incredulously looking back.

She just happened to catch Herbert rolling his eyes at her with disdain, and he snorted, "What are you pretending for? What’s the point?"

Herbert’s expression could be summed up in two words—utter disbelief.

Afraid I’m going to make a move on you, huh?

Worried I’ll lose control, are you?

Tsk.

So you’re acting, right?

Come on, buddy.

We’ve both been around for ages, why are you playing tricks with me?

Herbert was a bit baffled; why were all these women such drama queens?

They were all great actors.

Indeed, pretty women were skilled at acting.

Demons even more so.

They are masters of deception and performance.

Sure enough, just as Herbert exposed Kreti’s true nature, she immediately revealed her true face and smirked disdainfully.

"Heh heh."

She looked at Herbert’s speechless expression, smiled smugly, and said with a slight curl of her lips, "Well, it was kind of fun! Tsk, you’re just no fun at all, so it wasn’t very interesting."

Herbert sneered, asking back, "So you’re blaming me, huh?"

"That’s right."

The demon shamelessly nodded, and then watched as Herbert couldn’t hold back his expression and burst into laughter.

"You should’ve... Baha, haha!"

No one knew why Kreti seemed to be in such a good mood, her face looking refreshed.

"I say, why are you so happy?"

"Hm? Haha, nothing, nothing, haha."

The demon said nothing, just kept laughing.

"Haha, hahaha, heh, heh, heh! Ah↑ha↑ha↑ha↑..."

Without needing to ask directly, one could already guess the reason from her barely held back expression.

Could it be she’s already laid the bait well for a teammate she tricked?

And since Kreti was only ever with Valentina, and Valentina was currently "asleep," there was only one truth.

Kreti either physically knocked Valentina out, or she was hoping to dig some explosive secrets or stories out of Herbert.

Sure enough, just as Kreti managed to suppress her upturned mouth, she was about to speak.

"Hmm, wait a minute."

But learning from experience, Kreti quickly came to her senses, looked around, and relaxed only after ensuring Flora was not present.

Phew!

Thankfully, she didn’t come along.

Then, previously avoiding Herbert intentionally or otherwise, the demoness now disregarded the distance and pulled him down, sitting him beside her with unusual intimacy.

"Come, sit here!"

Herbert was taken aback, not sure what her deal was today.

He quickly realized he’d just taken Valentina’s place.

Though he had no ability to detect the lingering scent left by a departed woman, he knew because the ground beneath him was still warm.

The demoness lowered her voice, eagerly nudged him with her shoulder, and asked, "So, how is it?"

?

A big question mark popped over Herbert’s head.

Though she hadn’t explicitly said it, looking at her expression, Herbert understood what she meant.

No.

Wait, what do you mean by that, little miss?

Why are you curious about that too?

Rather than anger at being probed into his private life, Herbert found her mentality amusing.

He feigned ignorance, raising an eyebrow and saying, "How is what? What are you talking about? I don’t understand."

What are you talking about?

The kid doesn’t understand, come on now.

"That, that thing!"

The demoness winked and nudged, "Oh, you really have no sense of humor, don’t make me say it! You’re so stingy!"